Accident?Video >Kanaya: STRIFE!!!
[ There is a very annoyed looking Kanaya, plus two larger aliens who are in front of Room 4-2. There is a large package standing between the two parties-- and if the picture on the box is anything to go by, it looks like a large purple cocoon-- slime included!
Sounds like there's an argument going on.]
C'mon girly, you can't have the recuperacoon without showing us the papers.
I don't believe I was properly informed about the inclusion of paperwork. I also deem it unnecessary seeing as how this was a delivery from an acquaintance of mine.
HA! You refugees think you can get anything you want once you're signed on. Think you're special huh you gray-skinned tart?
Poorly executed insult aside, I do believe the title of 'refugee' in context does mean I am of a different status, but nonetheless I have not broken any laws or harassed other members of your species or any others to deserve this heckling.
Stop trying to use fancy words to give us lip girly, we ain't lettin' you have this recuperacoon until you show us some papers. Hell, while you're at it, better show us your ID too. We let our eyes leave for a second and then suddenly one of you bastards is trying to blow the ship apart.
[The two adult aliens laugh, while Kanaya narrows her eyes and... Takes out her lipstick.]
No.
Your loss! No papers or ID, no recuperacoons for ya.
[They start pulling the large box away, but suddenly a loud roaring noise sounds off and seemingly out of nowhere, Kanaya brings a chainsaw right between the two aliens, splitting the box right open. Needless to say, the two are stunned and scared shitless. She calmly puts her hand on her reclaimed recuperacoon while holding her chainsaw almost menacingly at her side.]
For now this is the best possible form of ID. Any objections?
[None whatsoever. The harassers are off and Kanaya sighs as her chainsaw reverts back to a tube of regular lipstick. And the feed ends.]
[OOC: Feel free to action it up o/]
Sounds like there's an argument going on.]
C'mon girly, you can't have the recuperacoon without showing us the papers.
I don't believe I was properly informed about the inclusion of paperwork. I also deem it unnecessary seeing as how this was a delivery from an acquaintance of mine.
HA! You refugees think you can get anything you want once you're signed on. Think you're special huh you gray-skinned tart?
Poorly executed insult aside, I do believe the title of 'refugee' in context does mean I am of a different status, but nonetheless I have not broken any laws or harassed other members of your species or any others to deserve this heckling.
Stop trying to use fancy words to give us lip girly, we ain't lettin' you have this recuperacoon until you show us some papers. Hell, while you're at it, better show us your ID too. We let our eyes leave for a second and then suddenly one of you bastards is trying to blow the ship apart.
[The two adult aliens laugh, while Kanaya narrows her eyes and... Takes out her lipstick.]
No.
Your loss! No papers or ID, no recuperacoons for ya.
[They start pulling the large box away, but suddenly a loud roaring noise sounds off and seemingly out of nowhere, Kanaya brings a chainsaw right between the two aliens, splitting the box right open. Needless to say, the two are stunned and scared shitless. She calmly puts her hand on her reclaimed recuperacoon while holding her chainsaw almost menacingly at her side.]
For now this is the best possible form of ID. Any objections?
[None whatsoever. The harassers are off and Kanaya sighs as her chainsaw reverts back to a tube of regular lipstick. And the feed ends.]
[OOC: Feel free to action it up o/]