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video; (backdated to powerswap because I'm late with Starbucks)
[The video feed flicks on to show Hawke sitting at a table. Covering the table are all sorts of circuit boards, wires, a laptop, various tools. You know, the things that you see and you go "this person must be some kind of tech genius". She's also wearing glasses. They make her look like hipster garbage.
Finally, there's a little handwritten note on the edge of the desk that says Hawke Industries. The Hawke part seems like it used to say something else but it's been scribbled out. A name that starts with an S? Something like that.]
Hello fellow Moirans and those that were never on the Moira. Morianots? Never mind. Terminology isn't what's important here. What is important is all the shiny new abilities being passed around like the plague. Sorry to anyone who accidentally lit their breakfast on fire when they woke up a mage. But I bet it was hilarious for everyone else.
Anyway, my important announcement is that I'm a genius now. See? You can tell by the spectacles. [Oh that explains the glasses] I know all about computers, engineering, physics, renewable energy, artificial intelligence, and making suits out of metal. Which I won't do. Because, let's be honest, it's embarrassing.
So from now on you can direct all your technological questions to me. I'll answer them in a very overcomplicated and round about fashion with a slight bit of scorn for your inability to understand. But fear not, I'm prepared to throw myself on that sword for the sake of everyone here.
[And off goes the feed. Is she really going to actually fix shit or do anything? WHO KNOWS.
She's a wild card.]
Finally, there's a little handwritten note on the edge of the desk that says Hawke Industries. The Hawke part seems like it used to say something else but it's been scribbled out. A name that starts with an S? Something like that.]
Hello fellow Moirans and those that were never on the Moira. Morianots? Never mind. Terminology isn't what's important here. What is important is all the shiny new abilities being passed around like the plague. Sorry to anyone who accidentally lit their breakfast on fire when they woke up a mage. But I bet it was hilarious for everyone else.
Anyway, my important announcement is that I'm a genius now. See? You can tell by the spectacles. [Oh that explains the glasses] I know all about computers, engineering, physics, renewable energy, artificial intelligence, and making suits out of metal. Which I won't do. Because, let's be honest, it's embarrassing.
So from now on you can direct all your technological questions to me. I'll answer them in a very overcomplicated and round about fashion with a slight bit of scorn for your inability to understand. But fear not, I'm prepared to throw myself on that sword for the sake of everyone here.
[And off goes the feed. Is she really going to actually fix shit or do anything? WHO KNOWS.
She's a wild card.]
> PRIVATE
Honey, I feel like I'm learning so much about you right now.
> PRIVATE
[ It's not like she doesn't realize herself how weird and borderline embarrassing this is, a hint of pink coloring her cheeks. And still... ]
But seriously. [ Innocently, casually; with a hint of a questioning inflection, ] Consider it.
> PRIVATE
Just for you, I'll be sure to snatch them off of her when she loses interest in an hour.
> PRIVATE
...Good. [ She tries to be casual about it, but the blush on her cheeks deepens just a hint and she brings a finger up to her lips as if to hide a coy little smile that's equal parts excited and abashed. ] You'll get to model them for me later.