Oct 01, 2011 21:20
[It's just about that time of month for the S.S. Thor to start receiving the new flow of refugees. One of them happens to be tinkering with her Guide, getting cozy with all it's nifty technological functions. So have a video feed test revealing a redheaded woman gazing into her Guide through a pair of glasses!]
So I suppose I understand the text and audio functions. Easy enough. Ah, that blinking light... It's recording? A video camera then. How useful... I guess. I don't know whether I'll have to USE this often or--
[Suddenly, she is interrupted by a vogon in the background and she gives an irritated glance over her shoulder]
Yes, I've told you again and again, I AM sixty-six. Surely, with the number of refugees from alternate planes you claim to house in this ship, among them would be a few whose appearance doesn't match their age? Such shoddy work you vogons do--
No, I don't believe another form is necessary-- Oh, FINE. [Forgetting about the video for a bit, she points an index finger over her shoulder and there's a flash of green light that vanishes as quickly as it appears.]
Now, where was I...?
amelia steinbeck