♫ Video; Action

[ikenai]

Who: Mikumo Guynemer and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: The Twin Roses
When: July 6th, after the shuffle

Action ♫ Twin Roses

[Confetti, pudding cups and some little attempt at music.]

That's the most lackluster entrance I've ever had to make. There wasn't a single explosion involved.

[She sounds amused and annoyed at the same time, but her face is just a curious half-smile as she looks around.]

This doesn't remind me of the medical ships or Elysion at all. [A few steps forward and she starts to categorize what she sees.] I wonder what's in all these rooms.

[Sorry, crew mates. Mikumo will probably be going through everything that isn't soldered down.]

Video ♫ To Everyone

Is everything around here so cramped? It feels like there's no air. No winds. Where do you go to breathe?

Comments

[poisontippedcure]

Yes. You would be surprised how easily winning one battle leads someone into believing they can win a war. My job is to pick up the pieces.

["And take care of everything else," although that part goes unsaid.]

[ikenai]

No, not really.

[Nothing really surprises Mikumo much anymore.]

[poisontippedcure]

I see you also keep the company of idiots.

[ikenai]

Not if I can help it, but one can't really choose their coworkers.

[She likes Chuck a great deal, but Hayate has taken some getting used to, especially with the way that he throws Mirage off.]

[poisontippedcure]

I certainly understand that frustration.

[Not that there was anyone in the Scions she ever had trouble with. Not that there was anyone in the Scions that she fought with regularly.]

[...Her hatred of monks is very well founded.]

[ikenai]

I suppose they'll eventually come around. Especially when they're being useful.

[Which is a great deal of the time. Unless they get distracted by being stupid.]

[poisontippedcure]

Useful? With as often as I'm sent to clean up their messes, I surely doubt it.

[Bitter? Who's bitter? She is.]

[ikenai]

Then I suppose you might want to look into finding someone to share that responsibility.

[So says the woman who has a few people trailing behind her to make sure that her life isn't a full train wreck.]

The other option is a little too blood thirsty for my tastes.