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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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[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. ]

[emerges]

[ she has much to teach you, padewan. ]

Are you from the 70s? [ because clearly that's about as old as anyone's allowed to be gosh!! ]

[king]

Er, no, much later than that. About the 1200s, I'd say.

[emerges]

Um.

[ what ]

woops surprise 2/2

[emerges]

You're joking right?

:D

[king]

Do I sound as though I'm joking?

[ nope. ]

[emerges]

I don't know. You could have a good poker face.

[ and she's just staring blankly at Arthur to see if he'll give up the ruse anytime!! ]

[king]

Is it truly so hard to believe?

[emerges]

A little bit. You're not speaking in Old English, so it's not like you're too convincing either.

[king]

What do you mean, old English. As opposed to what. New English?

[emerges]

As opposed to normal English. I mean, didn't people speak like "hear ye, verily, thy girdle is a busteth"?

[ the american education system, ladies and gentlemen. ]

[king]

I beg your pardon? My girdle is what?

HOW DID I MISS THE NOTIF FOR THIS no dammit

[emerges]

Not thy girdle. I meant that as an example. Why aren't you speaking in thou's and thee's?

IT'S OK IT'S OK

[king]

Why would I? That's a bit silly, don't you think?

[emerges]

Well, duh, but that's how they always talked in the books.

[king]

Well, I'm not in a book.

[ teeth-gritted, as he's getting exasperated. his anger is the ridiculously restrained sort, though — he's sort of like a british, medieval derek. ]

[emerges]

Books can be based on real life.

[ arthur bro, your point is lost. also, british medieval derek lsdajk good. she'll know to keep bothering him then!! ]

[king]

There are no books about me!

[emerges]

Ugh, not with that kind of attitude. You'd probably end up as the villain if there was.

[ and hey, she has nothing against bad boys. likes them a lot, in fact, but that's not exactly the category she would stick arthur under. :| ]

[king]

The villain.

[ flat-toned, deeply unimpressed, perhaps even a little wounded. ]

I'll have you know, I am a knight of Camelot, sworn to upload good in the land.

[emerges]

If you're a knight, where's your armor?

[king]

My servant's polishing it.