鈴屋什造 (
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eyemind2021-02-14 12:27 am
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[ un: XIII / VIDEO & ACTION ; pick your poison! ]
[ For the browsers of the network who had tuned into this particular entry, they are met with a dizzying sight. The cinematography is atrocious. The feed bobs and weaves from side to side, shadowing the curious movements of the head of the person holding the comm device far too close to his nose from the other side. It may be difficult to see, but the turquoise-ish fluid oozing from a small puncture wound was a bold contrast against the otherwise metallic slate of the wall. ]
The wall scolded me! That's so weird..! [ The owner of the voice was... Hard to identify. Maybe a young woman, or an even younger boy. The teetering footsteps that bounced the camera seemed to imply that he was cautiously keeping his distance from the wound of his own making; a interested sort of hesitance that seemed unclear in its intent. ] So, I was thinking, maybe I should put something up so I can throw my knives when I get bored... But wouldn't that mean I have to put a hole in there, anyway? Even if I try to be good I'll still get in trouble! [ The exasperation in the stranger's voice left as quickly as it had arrived in lieu of something sincerely enthusiastic. ]
Oh! [ The video was obscured by a brief cascade of white and then a large, red eye. Bowing right over the communicator to regard it upside down seemed like the most reasonable route to take, even if not the most comfortable looking to a casual observer. ] I'm Suzuya, your new crewmate! Let's all get along ~ You can call me Juuzou instead if you want, I don't really care about that. [ There were more important things to discuss, after all. ] So, the wall wont take away my Quinque if I'm bad, right? It just tells me not to..?
The wall scolded me! That's so weird..! [ The owner of the voice was... Hard to identify. Maybe a young woman, or an even younger boy. The teetering footsteps that bounced the camera seemed to imply that he was cautiously keeping his distance from the wound of his own making; a interested sort of hesitance that seemed unclear in its intent. ] So, I was thinking, maybe I should put something up so I can throw my knives when I get bored... But wouldn't that mean I have to put a hole in there, anyway? Even if I try to be good I'll still get in trouble! [ The exasperation in the stranger's voice left as quickly as it had arrived in lieu of something sincerely enthusiastic. ]
Oh! [ The video was obscured by a brief cascade of white and then a large, red eye. Bowing right over the communicator to regard it upside down seemed like the most reasonable route to take, even if not the most comfortable looking to a casual observer. ] I'm Suzuya, your new crewmate! Let's all get along ~ You can call me Juuzou instead if you want, I don't really care about that. [ There were more important things to discuss, after all. ] So, the wall wont take away my Quinque if I'm bad, right? It just tells me not to..?

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Right, right... Standing targets! Someone suggested using my desk or something, I think that will be good. I just don't understand what the big deal is. Besides, if Navi-wall scolds me, and can't do anything else, then I can just keep using my Quinque on it anyway, right?
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Navi's health and well-being is necessary for our own survival. They are the ship, without them we are stranded in space and will likely expire once food and water stores run out.
In short, it is not recommended.
[Yes he does always talk like this you're welcome.]
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So... You're telling me, this huuuuge ship will just die? From little holes like this one? [ The tip of the knife presumably used to create the aforementioned wound gestured loosely towards it. The still wet shine of blueish blood still staining the blade was telling. ] Is that what you're saying?
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[He has the impression that this human is not exactly "normal" by the standards he's accustomed to. That doesn't mean he's not going to keep trying reason.]
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Well, it's rude to take me here in the first place, you know... Besides, I wasn't trying to hurt it. How was I supposed to know that a wall would scold me?
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Sooo, do I get anything from the appreciation? Will it give me food if I don't make holes in the wall or something?
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[Why is everyone allergic to watching the video?]
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[ With the way the camera swung around on a wide arc, its owner seemed to have swung around and turned on his heel. ] Mmm... [ A thoughtful little hum accompanied his thoughts. ] A little? It was waaaay too long, and I don't really care about any of that stuff!
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[Not a bad deal, right? Don't stab the ship, get an allowance. Easy. Also, man, it's a good thing Murmur's used to a perception that swings around wildly otherwise this kid would give him motion sickness.]
I see, well, to trim it down for you the ship is alive and eventually you will be psychically paired with someone.