1st breakfast | video

[saint_kitten]

[ Who's that girl using her tablet as a mirror? None other than Saint Kitten, who is currently fussing over the state of her blonde curls and humming softly. The more observant ones can probably notice the Adam's Apple, but after a few blinks of wide, blue eyes she realizes that she has, somewhere along the line, pressed transmit. ]

Oh fiddley boodles.

[ That's what you get for being from the 60s. She brightens up anyway: all Irish accent and husky voice and smiles. ] Is this my best side, darlings?

Hello, my fellow captives, it appears I'm back again. I hope to get a flood of beautiful faces weeping with joy at seeing me here once more to brighten up their day.

Do tell fill me in on what's been happening, hnn?

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voice;

[coarse]

['My fellow captives'. Hello.]

Maybe later. [beat. She sounds fishy. Too nice, you know. Falsely so.] I think I missed the memo about you, though. What makes you so special?

[video]

[saint_kitten]

[ Kitten looks up, as if the answer would be on the ceiling. ]

Well, mysterious voice, if you get to buying me a drink I just might tell you.

Oh--wait, no, the kitchens, they have all of the alcohol free of charge, don't they?

[coarse]

[Pause.

The shrug is practically audible.]

I wouldn't know. Haven't figured out my way around here just yet.

[saint_kitten]

Luckily for you, I have, so the offer still stands.

[ Kitten shamelessly flirts--it's what she does and the smile is no less genuine, giving him a wink. ]

[coarse]

[Silence.]

Really.

[There's almost a tinge of incredulous amusement in Bass's voice.

Flirting with a stranger's voice. In space.]

[saint_kitten]

Really.

[coarse]

I think I'd like to know more about you before I offer you anything.

[saint_kitten]

I'm an open book, sweet heart.