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[ Lois had been on the ship for a few days and she already had more questions than answers. She should lay low and stay out of trouble or ask Clark to do this for her... But that wasn't her style. And considering recent revelations, she'd rather do this on her own.
Despite the temptation, she didn't snoop around upon arrival - instead choosing a more direct approach. She starts the feed in her room, seated at her desk. ]
Hi, most of you probably don't know me. My name's Lois Lane and I have a question for all of you, or a few I suppose. I'm a journalist back home so call it a habit, but I'd love to speak with whoever's willing. Either on or off the record, considering my job seemed to find a way to transfer itself here. I'd preferably like to meet in person, but I can be flexible. Nothing too serious - more about backgrounds, how long you've been on the ship, demographics to establish a baseline. A few questions about your experiences while here if you're willing to share.
[ Her more in-depth questions are something she'd rather keep off the network, at least the ones she'd figured out so far. This process was going to have to be organic based on responses. Speaking of keeping things off the network and getting it out of her head... ]
Also, does anyone have any actual paper and either a pen or pencil they might be willing to part with until I can get a supply of my own? I'll find a way to pay you back. Thank you all for your time and possible assistance.
[ Seems fitting to throw that in there right before she ends her feed, try and work towards building up her own resources as best she can. The message is short and to the point, she'll deal with trying to get interviews with the Captains once she's got a bit of a firmer grip on the real situation.
Hopefully.]
Despite the temptation, she didn't snoop around upon arrival - instead choosing a more direct approach. She starts the feed in her room, seated at her desk. ]
Hi, most of you probably don't know me. My name's Lois Lane and I have a question for all of you, or a few I suppose. I'm a journalist back home so call it a habit, but I'd love to speak with whoever's willing. Either on or off the record, considering my job seemed to find a way to transfer itself here. I'd preferably like to meet in person, but I can be flexible. Nothing too serious - more about backgrounds, how long you've been on the ship, demographics to establish a baseline. A few questions about your experiences while here if you're willing to share.
[ Her more in-depth questions are something she'd rather keep off the network, at least the ones she'd figured out so far. This process was going to have to be organic based on responses. Speaking of keeping things off the network and getting it out of her head... ]
Also, does anyone have any actual paper and either a pen or pencil they might be willing to part with until I can get a supply of my own? I'll find a way to pay you back. Thank you all for your time and possible assistance.
[ Seems fitting to throw that in there right before she ends her feed, try and work towards building up her own resources as best she can. The message is short and to the point, she'll deal with trying to get interviews with the Captains once she's got a bit of a firmer grip on the real situation.
Hopefully.]
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I never say no to coffee. Alright, two hours in the mess hall. See you then.
[ And with that, she takes care of the few other things she needed to before heading over to grab what was quickly becoming her usual table for this sort of thing. Big enough to set up, but not ridiculously large enough to waste space. ]
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He'll appear at the table a half second behind her, a coffee mug in either hand. One he sets down beside her.]
I'm not sure what you like so I went black, but there's a ton of syrups and stuff. Just tell Allison to doctor it up.
[He jabs his thumb back at the cafe, smiling.]
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And ok, hello. Yeah - that was quick. She turns to offer him a smile before gesturing towards the seat across from her. ]
Uh, black is fine. I'm sure it's much better than what they have back at the Daily Planet. Thank you again for taking time out of your day to meet with me.
action;
[He more or less just flops into the seat, taking a sip from his drink.]
Confession? I wasn't doing anything anyway. So don't worry about it, okay? I'm usually pretty free all the time.
action; hiatus catch up, sorry for the delay!
[ She can't help but laugh at what he deems a confession. ] I wouldn't know what to do with freetime, honestly. [ Ah, yes... The life of a workaholic. ] So when you're not working, what do you stay busy with?
action; no problem!
[Reading was boring. It involved sitting still for long periods of time.]
Are you one of those workaholics? [He says it in the same tone a kid might shout 'ew'.] You will not like this ship. We have a lot of downtime.
[They don't, not to the human perspective. But in his slowed down view of the world, the usual free time of most people on the ship lasted eons.]
I hang out here sometimes. I sort of know the girl at the counter so I spend a lot of mornings bugging her. There's a TV in the lounge. So I watch movies or play video games. Run. Annoy people. Nap. Eat. The usual.