v i d e o | serious business

[favouring]

( nuala isn't often in the room given to her by the tranquility - so rarely, in fact, she hasn't been there since that very first broadcast that brought her to the ship's wider attention. she's there now, though, her hair still damp but tied low at the back of her neck, pulled out of her way, dressed in a simple gown of pale blue.

it's a bit more rumpled than she usually appears, but then, she's not alone, either. the beast periodically visible in the background of this broadcast may explain the slightly rueful pleasantness of her expression, and the fact she hasn't even bothered trying to straighten fabric she knows is likely to just get rumpled again the second her new friend decides she hasn't been paying enough attention to him (eg ALL OF HER ATTENTION). )

This fine gentleman's demeanor leads me to believe that he expects particular companionship. If that companionship is yours, you may collect him from the room number listed in this broadcast within the next hour, or from the elven flets any time after that.

Thank you.

--oh, no, no, my dear, it isn't a toy--!

( the feed cuts off as nuala hurries to rescue her father's silver prosthetic hand. )

Comments

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[favouring]

Your sister is lovely.

[forgodssake]

Not in the slightest
but so glad I don't have to apologise.

[favouring]

Severus' exchange helpfully illuminated the situation. Are you feeling better?

[forgodssake]

Thank god for that.
I'm well, thank you.

[favouring]

I spoke with Severus of the student we discussed before Arima, when he came to me afterwards; with his agreement, I'll soon be broaching that subject. I know that there's been great strain on you, lately - are you still happy to assist?

not here.

[forgodssake]

[ Ehhhh the comms device is promptly chucked aside to figure out how to decline or quit his job or get the hell over himself later. And then he forgets. Rude. ]