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[emerges]

[ Well, hey TQ, hope you don't mind this fresh face on the network. She normally sticks to texting because if it looks like a phone and acts like a (kind of sci-fi upgraded) phone, why not use it like one? But she's been going through the other features — slow day on the ship, you know how it is — and after rifling through everything she can easily find on the communicator, she decides to post up a video.

So here's a young, teenaged girl setting the comm in front of her before she sits down cross-legged and twirls a lock of her hair. Alas, it's got less of a bounce than it normally does, but that's what lack of hot rollers on a ship will do. ]

If I write my best essay and promise to stay on my best behavior after, am I allowed to leave Space Detention? I mean, I haven't even gotten to mess around in a library, so this kind of blows.

[ she smiles because she's kind of hoping someone will catch the reference. If not, then well: ] Or are we all waiting for some big, space musical number?

Are there even any boomboxes to hold up outside that red smiley thing's window? If it has one. [ seriously, what is up with that thing. ] Also, I guess it'd have to be this phone thing, since I don't have an iPod anymore.

[ She lets out a very put upon sigh before admitting something you never would have guessed!! clearly!! But it's followed by a smile that's all teeth and too much eyelash batting. ]

Okay, so I'm bored. And I can't really miss anyone who left, since I just got here. [ not even touching whatever's up with the masks. ] You'd think the aliens would be able to hook us up with better movie selections or something.

I don't suppose there's someone on here with something entertaining to do?

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[king]

[ have an equally ridiculous face as he considers that. ]

I'm not sure what the year is, actually. Can one have a calendar without the sun and seasons?

[emerges]

It was rhetorical. [ have an eyeroll too ]

I'm pretty sure if we're in space, the year is way past "women belong in the kitchen" CE.

[king]

I'm not suggesting you embroider in the kitchen.

[ he sort of wants to add a "my lady" — his rule of thumb on the ship is better safe than sorry. but at the same time, she isn't exactly... ladylike. ]

[emerges]

Well, thank goodness for that. Because I don't plan on doing that at all.

[ she can't figure out if he's joking or not.

seriously, bro.

seriously. ]

[king]

Good. You'd probably get food on it, anyway.

[emerges]

Even if I was doing your backwards hobby, would I suddenly forget how to eat?

[king]

The kitchen tends to be quite busy. Someone might spill something. Or it could get caught in one of those metal toasters.

[ arthur thinks that because he's incompetent in the kitchen, it holds true for everyone. ]

[emerges]

Hey, if you're on something right now, I think it's only nice that you promise to share with everyone.

[ because how... else would someone not know what a toaster is??? ]

[king]

[ and he looks down. ]

I'm on the bed...?

[ and then up again abruptly, a little scandalized. ooh ms reyes ooh. ]

[emerges]

[ what. why are you looking weirded out by this. how is she ending up as the strange one in this situation? ]

Because you hit your head recently, or have been out of it for a very long time? [ work with her here, arthur ]

[king]

No. Because that's where I happen to be sitting right now. And I'd rather not share it, thank you.

[ god he's so prim. ]

[emerges]

Oh, you should only be so lucky.

[ the most u n i m p r e s s e d face]

[king]

[ how does he even get into these conversations, what is happening. ]

We just met.

[ and this is why you're not a "my lady". ]

[emerges]

And you're a tool.

[ arthur pls she's sixteen. times were different back then but pls.

also she thinks he's some horny drugged out stranger now gj ]

[king]

[ wow derek already dislikes him bet this horrible trainwreck of a miscommunication will totally help. ]

I beg your— look, go and do your needlework.

[emerges]

What— no. I don't have to do what you tell me to. Also, seriously, maybe you're the one who needs to look into this since you keep mentioning needlework over and over.

[ oh mr once and future, you're making all the frands aren't you ]

[king]

Why would I want to do needlework? I've got far more interesting things to do.

[emerges]

[ rude!! ]

Because you're the only person I've heard that's this obsessed with it?

And I have other more interesting things to do too.

[king]

Which is why you were asking for entertainment. Of course.

[emerges]

Alright, I've found more interesting things to do.

Seriously, needlework? You must be the most fun at parties.

[king]

My pardon, I must have been misled as to what women do for entertainment. Or perhaps you're simply not the embroidery type. I'll leave you to pine for your Eye Pods in peace.

[emerges]

Hey, hey, I'd be perfectly okay with an mp3 player too.

[king]

A... what?

[emerges]

...Like a cheaper iPod? Not quite as cool?

[king]

[ good lord, the price of ipods and the concept of "cool" simultaneously fly straight over arthur's head. ]

Em pee three player...

[ he murmurs it to himself, as though he's trying to imagine one. erica, stop confusing the medieval knight. ]