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[ first oath ♞ accidental video ]

Hello?

[ The device is on now, not directed at anything in particular - the user's obvious inexperience is shown by the fact that you only have the glimpse of blonde hair and the rest is angled at a wall, but the voice takes no notice and keeps on speaking to it. She has had the object for a week now, simply sitting in her pocket - near forgotten with the still present shock of simply being here. Until earlier, when she had found it again by chance and remembered it's existence.

Where did this come from? ]

I thought that I heard voices speaking from this some time ago.

[ there's a whirl of color and she has adjusted to, by luck angle the camera to focus on her, if only for a moment before she has her fingers obscuring the view. In case it is not entirely obvious, the user has little or no knowledge whatsoever of the purpose and function and when she removes them from the lens, it is now pointed downwards towards the floor.

Yes, it's another one of them. ]

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Hello!

You'll want to--you'll want to pick that up, if you're broadcasting video to the network, nobody really wants to look at the floor.

And just so we're clear, because it sort of sounds like you're not entirely sure how the communicator works, exactly, I am not the little black box, I am another passenger, talking to you through the little black box. Technology, right? Easy mistake, no worries.

You did.

[Oh, dear, another one...]

This is a voice that broadcasts both your voice and others' voices.

[ Eyebrow raise. ]

You did. It's a communications device. Turn it over, up toward your face.

It is used for speaking. You are speaking to everyone now.

[Well does Bran remember first trying to use the devices. It was only lucky that he had Alayne to teach him of their proper uses--and sad, too, that not everyone has so good a friend as Alayne Stone to teach them such things.]

[ She laughs heartily at the view of the carpet. ]

...An' I thought I was bad. 'Least I knew to look into the window of the small box!

[ The picture may be obscured, but the voice is familiar. Sometimes, Jaime still dreams that he's back home and that Brienne of Tarth rides up to his camp with Sansa Stark in tow, and Jaime's promise to a dead woman is finally fulfilled. Then he wakes and remembers that he is here, and Sansa calls herself Alayne, and Brienne never did return.

Until now. ]

You'll grow used to it, my lady. We aren't given much choice in the matter.

Edited 2012-08-18 21:04 (UTC)

[ this time Brienne does not startle when she hears the voice, she almost expects it now and there is a good few moment's before she does have the device on and focused -- this time, on her face. Well. Close enough to it, the image is far from steady. She frowns. ]

Like so?

[ How. Odd. ]

So the purpose of this is to speak to others, then.

Edited 2012-08-19 02:45 (UTC)

[ at least she did not hear something that did not truly exist. ]

I have never heard of nor seen such an object that can do so before.

Perhaps not. But as you see and hear, this one does precisely that.

Thinkin' you've figured out how to use it properly by now. When you from?

[ by now Brienne has at least got that the device is supposed to go this way and it is to speak into. Even if some of the words used she does not quite get.

Its pointed in the correct direction this time, at least. ]

I believe I have that much now, ser.

Well. [ ... he didn't plan for anything past that part. ] That's good, then.

[ A+ conversation there Reaper. ]

[ she has spoken to few, and kept to herself mostly - speaking with Alayne once upon arrival, but would not know her by name. ]

All aboard the ship can hear us, you are saying?

[ technology is new to her okay ]

I did, but I saw nothing.

[ and Brienne, while told that others of Westeros resided on the ship - she had hardly expected to see him here. Last she had seen him, left with the errand of finding Sansa and a priceless sword to boot. She had not found her, and likely would not now.

She is staring, blurting quickly ]

Ser Jaime?

[He grins at her, eyes bright.]

Hiya! Yeah, there's voices-- there's loads o' us here! But we ain't voices, we're people. It's a little box that lets us all talk even though we ain't in the room together. Nifty, huh?

I'm Jack. Jack Kelly.

[ if she finds the question odd, she says it not, if others are from all over.. ] It is the year 300. I hail from Westeros.

[It is easier to respond in kind, so he switches over with a small smile.]

Yes. It is useful for communicating. There are ways to talk in secret, but you must be taught how. But anyone can learn.

[ Of course. The Ren Faire. ]

Keep your peepers open, if you need any help, try a dame named Uhura.

[ He spreads his arms, the palm of his good hand turned upwards, as if to say Tada! ]

Here. As unexpectedly, I'd wager, as your arrival is to me. [ He pauses, and his mouth tries to form into some shape, though whether smile or frown he cannot say. ] It has been some time since I saw you last.

Thaaaat's the idea. Contact anyone on the ship. Or the whole ship at once, as you have. Done. Already.

Jus' keep turnin' it, til you see something.

Oh. [ she replies, slow as she continues to study it ] This is useful, I suppose.

[ talking boxes and ships that fly... she shakes her head ]

I see that now. This place is... very different than where I am from.

Where is it you come from?

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