[It's been some days before Konoe's decided to ask about how the communication device works, and turning it on for the first time, he still has little idea of what he wants to do with it. So here's a view of him, blinking back and tipping his head a bit, wondering what he's supposed to look for.]

Now what...?

Say things!

[Asato appears behind him, ears alert and eyes bright. He's had his own share of troubles with the communicators, so he wants to help Konoe with this as much as he can.]

Now Konoe can say or ask anything, to anyone on the ship.

Oh... [Suddenly he seems worried, turning to him quickly - ] Should I have asked something first?

I don't think there's any "should" to it. [He moves in so his own face is in view, shoulder-to-shoulder with Konoe.] If there's something important that Konoe wants to tell people, or something you want to find out...A lot of people here don't understand things the way Ribika do.

[Konoe frowns, eyes sliding back to the screen. His own ears turn downward just a little. Maybe he should've waited a bit longer....]

I'll... think of something. Unless....

[His ears go upright again, a newfound determination in his face.]

If - Asato's here, too, so - if anyone's got something to ask us...!

Right!

[Asato smiles and nods in agreement.] Konoe knows a lot about lots of things. Just don't be mean to him! We only want to help. [He frowns towards the screen as if in warning, but does so only briefly before turning and nudging his head against the smaller Ribika, and--is he purring?

He's purring. This is a thing Ribika do.

They're a bit of a weird race sometimes.]

You don't have to - Asato, cut it out -

[His attempt to move the bigger cat off is half-hearted at best. The sound even makes him smile a bit, but not enough to distract him from his message.]

I mean, I don't know everything but... yeah, that's all.

[And once more, he whispers aside.]

What do you do when you're done? I think I'm done....

Button.

[He pushes it for Konoe to show him, and it cuts off the feed at that point.]

[ooc; this is a joint post from the friendly neighborhood Ribika IN SPAAAACE/cats who are not good with computer. Konoe is in brown, Asato in blue! Both will answer comments as they see fit; if a comment is to just one of them, please specify ♥ ]

a/s/t

refresher course for anyone whos forgotten the drill
a = age duh
s = species
t = time
when youre from the year day hour minute the whole shebang
in fact you can forget the other things that last one is the only one i actually give the remotest shit about
my single shit is a star millions of light years away and if you squint through the hubble or something you might catch its distant twinkle
but thats it
dont actually answer the rest of it i really dont care if youre a middle aged phosphorescent insurance salesman from mars just give me the digits
and if you got the lowdown on the timeline in this hellhole cough it up now

ps
whichever one of you assholes put baby got back on my thing
put it back
thats my jam

pps
need a suit
its for work

also a ps
john pick your shit up off the floor or im throwing it outside this isnt a goddamn zoo


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