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voidtreckernet2020-07-04 10:01 pm
adregem) wrote in voidtreckernet2020-07-04 10:01 pm
Video - Grasshopper 2
[ Broadcasting from the Dressing Carriage, a young man dressed in a purple shirt and coat comes onscreen. Though this might be his first time showing his face on the ICP for all to see, he carries himself with a practiced ease that can only come from years of televised experience. He may even come across as a little too stiff and serious, shoulders back and chin up, voice sure and certain. ]
[ From time to time, those watching this broadcast might even see a certain Spider dart in and out of the ICP's periphery, eyes shining in the dim light. ]
Hello and good day to my fellow Voidtrecker passengers. I have already met some of you, but for those I have yet to introduce myself to, my name is Roland Crane. I ask only for a few moments of your time as I read to you the following statement on behalf of a proactive citiz - ah, member of the train. [ His eyes dart down from time to time as he reads from a piece of paper. ]
Friends, a day ago we saw the exit of more of those who once travelled with us. Among them was Yuffie, the Black Team's designated team lead. [ A pause. ] While we are by no means taking over the Black Team, there was a thought inspired by their goals which we would now like to pitch to the train at large. [ Another pause. ]
Your friendly Spider Seamstress would like to take this chance to offer interested parties a special black wristband. These are no ordinary accessories, as they will all be imbued with magic. What they would allow her to do is locate the wearer so that during missions, she can open teleportation gates to their precise location. This means that those on-ground would not be confined to one team, but could go to where their skills and talents will most likely be needed. These people would then form the newly decided upon Black Squad. [ He's not pausing for dramatic effect, you are! ]
This arrangement would be voluntary, but has the power to greatly increase our collective response time, give bolstering to any team that needed it, and to better allocate our resources. [ Roland turns to the ICP, and goes off-script. ] Speaking for myself, I think it's a great initiative given that we need to spread backup and recon depending on the severity of our task. This sort of reminds me of something from home. When there's danger afoot, or you need immediate help, we would call the appropriate offices to respond first on the scene.
[ He turns back to the final part of the script. ] If you have any questions, please contact Misa or Roland in the Dressing Carriage.
[ Roland's eyes dart to the side, as if silently communicating with someone off-screen. He nods with a smile. ] Thank you for listening, and have a pleasant Grasshopper day ahead.
(OOC: kumoko / misa will most likely threadjack or respond to comments here as well!)
[ From time to time, those watching this broadcast might even see a certain Spider dart in and out of the ICP's periphery, eyes shining in the dim light. ]
Hello and good day to my fellow Voidtrecker passengers. I have already met some of you, but for those I have yet to introduce myself to, my name is Roland Crane. I ask only for a few moments of your time as I read to you the following statement on behalf of a proactive citiz - ah, member of the train. [ His eyes dart down from time to time as he reads from a piece of paper. ]
Friends, a day ago we saw the exit of more of those who once travelled with us. Among them was Yuffie, the Black Team's designated team lead. [ A pause. ] While we are by no means taking over the Black Team, there was a thought inspired by their goals which we would now like to pitch to the train at large. [ Another pause. ]
Your friendly Spider Seamstress would like to take this chance to offer interested parties a special black wristband. These are no ordinary accessories, as they will all be imbued with magic. What they would allow her to do is locate the wearer so that during missions, she can open teleportation gates to their precise location. This means that those on-ground would not be confined to one team, but could go to where their skills and talents will most likely be needed. These people would then form the newly decided upon Black Squad. [ He's not pausing for dramatic effect, you are! ]
This arrangement would be voluntary, but has the power to greatly increase our collective response time, give bolstering to any team that needed it, and to better allocate our resources. [ Roland turns to the ICP, and goes off-script. ] Speaking for myself, I think it's a great initiative given that we need to spread backup and recon depending on the severity of our task. This sort of reminds me of something from home. When there's danger afoot, or you need immediate help, we would call the appropriate offices to respond first on the scene.
[ He turns back to the final part of the script. ] If you have any questions, please contact Misa or Roland in the Dressing Carriage.
[ Roland's eyes dart to the side, as if silently communicating with someone off-screen. He nods with a smile. ] Thank you for listening, and have a pleasant Grasshopper day ahead.
(OOC: kumoko / misa will most likely threadjack or respond to comments here as well!)
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[All in good-natured jest? Hard to tell from an outside perspective but Elena is definitely used to the behavior from Reno.]
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Alright, welcome to the Black Squad you two. It's good to know we'll have people with prior experience in tight situations joining the...[ He pauses, glancing off-screen. Roland chuckles. ]...the secret operative force that saves the day.
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She kinda likes the super badass cool factor, doesn't she? [Wait, hold that thought--] Shit, the spider's not a kid, is she?? [Aw hell, he hasn't been teaching the spider curse words, has he? Well, screw it. She liked his cooler-than-you attitude (Did she, Reno? How do you know?) and he was sticking with it. Especially if it meant more fun shit like his fan-fucking-tastic suit and this teleportation shit here.]
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[ Though when the man starts to panic from the other side of the ICP, Roland just stares at him with a confused expression. ] Even if she was, I don't think that would be a problem, or even matter? [ He takes his official orders from a pre-teen king catboy, of course Roland doesn't care if he's taking orders from youngin's. ]
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Eh, yeah, kinda fun. [It's totally fun but admitting that so easily would be uncool, yo.] If you like that kinda kiddie shit.
[It wasn't about taking orders from a kid--he wouldn't do it anyway, no way, no matter how good she was with weaving or magic--but rather that he had an unexposed weak spot for kids. But he was used to teens that already had foul mouths similar to his own, not little ones that probably should be kept as far away from him as possible.]
What? You mean you're not the type that's gonna tell me to shut the fuck up when I start talking like a sailor? Color me surprised.
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Charming.
[ Not his method of communication, but hey. Doesn't mean he's here to put a damper on someone's good time. He remarks back, dryly: ]
Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not here to police your self-expression. [ Though maybe he'd sing a different tune if Reno started talking this way with his son around, or heck, even Evan. ]
The most I'd do is wonder if you kiss your mother with that mouth. [ He smirks. ] Not to your face, though.
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[Give him an inch, and he'll take a mile.]
Good decision. I don't take well to orders. [That aren't from Turks. And even they don't bother to chide him on his language anymore. Wasn't worth the effort and as long as he got the job done....what did they care for the rest.]
[Reno let out a huff of a giggle.] Well, she ain't here so the answer you're looking for is nope!
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he thinks to himself... ]
And does Mr. Charming have a name?
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Reno. [Have a small, probably mocking and definitely fake, salute.]
The rookie is Elena.
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Uh huh. Right. I haven't really worked with you or your partner enough to vouch, but I trust you're not bluffing about the experience. Stay safe. [ So...Go for it Reno. Do your thing, just know we don't have insurance here darnit. ]
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Ten plus years on the job. I've got this down to an art. [A very flashy and flamboyant art. And, damnit, he missed insurance.]
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Impressive. Well, you can't beat that kind of confidence. Can't wait to see you work, then. [ And Roland believes that - you put the right kind of talent where they can do their thing and then let them be. That's his style, 100%. ]
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I'll be sure to put on a good show~.