[ so, video is what he's comfortable with using, for now. it's easy, and he doesn't have to do much to make sure it's legible or anything. so the feed will turn on and shake and jump around before it settles. it's been propped up on the bureau, leaning against the bed, and Lor's got his arm leaning on front of it, chin resting on his forearm. ]

Um. Hi. I know I'm not the only new guy here, but I still have to say, I'm..impressed. Where I'm from - [ the places he's lived, really, and he wonders which is the most accurate to draw from. ] - er, out of all the places I've seen, humans haven't really..developed this kind of technology. They can't- fly through the sky. Or..space. So, it's impressive. [ a gesture at the device. ] I don't even know what this is or how you did it. It's pretty incredible.

[ a quiet cough - gotta get back on track. ] Anyway- that's not the point, uh, the thing I was trying to say was that..I'm sorry? [ wait, he should explain. ] My.. my friend, he's apparently been here for a month. And I know that he can be kind of a huge jerk all the time. So, if he's said anything to you, or offended you in some way, I apologize. It's nothing against you, personally, that's just how he is.

—oh, uh. His name is - I'm Lor, by the way - my friend, his name is Bells. He's, this is what he looks like.

[ and his hand obscures the view for a moment as he picks it up, shifts it to aim at his bed. and there's the reason Lor is recording from the floor - there's a mooching asshole sprawled out in his bed. you may recognize him as lacksgrace. there's a shift as the camera focuses on him, and Lor lowers his voice at little as he continues speaking. ]

That's Bells. He looks kind of harmless, and is a huge leech, but mostly he means well. So, if he's offended anyone in any way [ maybe that's when Bells looks rather sleepily at the camera, but it's only a glimpse before Lor turns it back to himself ] I'm sorry, on his behalf. Since I know he won't say it otherwise.

[ and then, from behind him: ] Lor? What the fuck?

...crap. Uh. [ and then there's rustling, as Bells starts to get up. ] Yeah, sorry for his being a dick.

[ and it ends there. ]


[ooc; Pink is Bells! Lor is very sorry for his bff's dickery. :>a ]

[Cersei has practiced this speech, carefully planned it and learned it off by heart. She is dressed as formally as she can muster, her crown in place, and a deliberate warm half-smile is on her lips.]

Dear people of Tranquility, I have created this visual message in order to ask for your aid. Some may already be aware that a man by the name of Robb Stark attempts to usurp my position and take my life. While I am not typically the type to ask of favours of others, I must request your assistance on this particular occasion. I have held the title of Queen uncontested for sixteen years. Nevertheless, upon arriving at this ship, I have been threatened with both the stripping of my position and my death.

While some call for a woman's head, I implore no such monstrosities. Instead I ask merely for protection from Stark and his violent men. Is there anyone in this ship who might be able to guard and protect me, increasing my safety? I am a woman and am thus unable to defend myself. There is enough turmoil and danger on this ship already. I feel that we need not add to it.

[ and now, a quick word from Wichita; ]

For anybody that's interested, I've set up a shooting rage on the eleventh floor, in one of the recreation rooms. I'm sure there's some kinda protocol I'm ignoring by doing this, but whatever, that's why I'm giving everybody a heads up here. If you hear gunshots from that hall, it's just me. I've left a chair outside the door so you all know exactly which room it is, so nobody should come bursting in or whatever when I'm shooting. [ lookin' at you, cop and hero-types. no need to get all huff-puff "I've come to save the day" on anybody. ] I know I'm usually kind of a goofball whenever I show up on the network, but this isn't something I'm taking lightly. I can't dictate who comes and goes, but don't disrupt unless you've got a good reason to.

Basically, this is a PSA to not be a dumbass and wander into the room I'll be open firing my gun in. [ shrug ]

If you wanna join - as in you've got your own gun and you wanna practice and you aren't a jackass about it - then by all means, stop by. Just knock first, yeah. And bring your own targets, I only set up about a dozen for now and I'm not exactly swimming in stuff to shoot at.

[ sigh. ]

Right.

-- Oh yeah, Colonel. Guess now's your chance to show me what you got.



[ ooc: and here is the open log. ]