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001 || video.
[The video feed turns on, and the screen is immediately filled with a lot of pink. Effie is dressed to the nines, looking like she's about to step foot on a high fashion runway. The tastefulness of her appearance is debatable, but the only thing more blinding than her attire is the smile on her face as she addresses the network.]
Good evening, Tranquility. [The accent is immediately obvious. It sounds affected, but the inflections come out naturally on her tongue.] I can understand how the ship got its name. It's very quiet around here, isn't it? [And dull. But she's not going to mention that.]
I've been here for several weeks, and it's terribly rude of me not to have introduced myself sooner. [Perhaps she was waiting for an opportunity to go home, or she was hoping to wake up from what was obviously a dream. But as the days and weeks passed, she's resigned herself to the fact that she's stuck here, for now.] My name is Effie Trinket.
I'm used to keeping busy, so I must admit that I've been feeling rather restless here. Do let me know if I can provide assistance somewhere. [She doesn't think she needs to mention that anything related to physical labor is out of the picture.] Or perhaps I can do something to liven this place up -- I could add a dash of color to the interiors, or organize a party or two.
[Her voice trails off, because she's Getting Ideas. She gives the camera one last ridiculously bright smile.] Well, that's it for now! I'll talk to all of you soon, I hope.
[A small wave, and the feed turns off.]
Good evening, Tranquility. [The accent is immediately obvious. It sounds affected, but the inflections come out naturally on her tongue.] I can understand how the ship got its name. It's very quiet around here, isn't it? [And dull. But she's not going to mention that.]
I've been here for several weeks, and it's terribly rude of me not to have introduced myself sooner. [Perhaps she was waiting for an opportunity to go home, or she was hoping to wake up from what was obviously a dream. But as the days and weeks passed, she's resigned herself to the fact that she's stuck here, for now.] My name is Effie Trinket.
I'm used to keeping busy, so I must admit that I've been feeling rather restless here. Do let me know if I can provide assistance somewhere. [She doesn't think she needs to mention that anything related to physical labor is out of the picture.] Or perhaps I can do something to liven this place up -- I could add a dash of color to the interiors, or organize a party or two.
[Her voice trails off, because she's Getting Ideas. She gives the camera one last ridiculously bright smile.] Well, that's it for now! I'll talk to all of you soon, I hope.
[A small wave, and the feed turns off.]