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thisavrou2016-06-03 08:49 am
devilofohara) wrote in thisavrou2016-06-03 08:49 am
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[The feed starts, as Robin holds her MID out away from herself a bit, giving the crew a good look at her.
It's weird, putting herself on display like this - she'd only made a few other posts on the network, but they had been text. Now, though... she's made the decision not to hide her face anymore. Besides, if someone wants to contact her in person, it'll be important that they know what she looks like.
What she looks like is a small child with black hair and... three arms. Even as she starts recording, she's multitasking - scribbling down notes with one hand in a notebook, about some pamphlets and brochures she's gotten from the planets that she's leafing through with another. Her third arm is, of course, holding her MID up.]
I'm busy, so I'll make this quick. My name is Robin and I became the ship's historian a few weeks ago.
If any of you come across any useful or interesting information about the ship or this planet's, please let me know. Send me a message, or come see me in my office on the Nomo deck.
[She only glances up at the camera occasionally as she begins to speak.]
Also if you're planning on doing some exploring and you want some help, you can send me a message as well. I can get past most locked doors, and I don't mind helping you if I can learn something from it.
[Maybe not the wisest thing to advertise over the network, but Robin doesn't mind breaking rules or getting in trouble in search of the truth.
She stops writing for a moment and looks directly at the camera, wearing a serious expression. Time to address the possibility of someone from her own world being here:]
...lastly, if anyone recognizes my name or my face from the posters back home, don't bother contacting me. You can just go to hell instead.
It's weird, putting herself on display like this - she'd only made a few other posts on the network, but they had been text. Now, though... she's made the decision not to hide her face anymore. Besides, if someone wants to contact her in person, it'll be important that they know what she looks like.
What she looks like is a small child with black hair and... three arms. Even as she starts recording, she's multitasking - scribbling down notes with one hand in a notebook, about some pamphlets and brochures she's gotten from the planets that she's leafing through with another. Her third arm is, of course, holding her MID up.]
I'm busy, so I'll make this quick. My name is Robin and I became the ship's historian a few weeks ago.
If any of you come across any useful or interesting information about the ship or this planet's, please let me know. Send me a message, or come see me in my office on the Nomo deck.
[She only glances up at the camera occasionally as she begins to speak.]
Also if you're planning on doing some exploring and you want some help, you can send me a message as well. I can get past most locked doors, and I don't mind helping you if I can learn something from it.
[Maybe not the wisest thing to advertise over the network, but Robin doesn't mind breaking rules or getting in trouble in search of the truth.
She stops writing for a moment and looks directly at the camera, wearing a serious expression. Time to address the possibility of someone from her own world being here:]
...lastly, if anyone recognizes my name or my face from the posters back home, don't bother contacting me. You can just go to hell instead.
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I'm just kidding. I'm proud of you, Fingers, I know how much history means to you.
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I wouldn't have helped you carry all that junk in into the cafe anyway.
[Which isn't to say that she won't enjoy the amenities now that she's not an employee anymore.]
Thanks, though, Allison. That means a lot.
[Coffee mom is proud of her. :')]
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[Allison sticks her nose in the air, then breaks out into a grin that clearly shows she's kidding.]
I'll just have to rely on my BFF Riptide then. [That's Boat Friend Forever.]
Hey, no problem. Just don't work too hard.
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[Unless Allison wants the furniture to literally walk into place, but that's a lot of work on Robin's part for something the cybertronians could very easily do instead.]
About the cafe, though... Are there furniture stores on the planet? My office only has a bookshelf, I've just been putting everything on the floor.
[She points the MID a little away from herself, revealing just how empty the room is. It's not very large, either.]
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There are definitely furniture stores, and girl I am taking you shopping immediately. My neck and back are hurting just thinking about you working on the floor.
[She's in her mid-20s, that means she's an adult who gets stuff and achey now.]