☐ SEMI-ACCIDENTAL AUDIO ± 14 ♀
[There's much throat clearing on this audio feed since the individual on the other end of the line really would rather not be making this speech.]
To all those aboard this vessel, it is with much sadness that I find myself making this transmission. I will keep this brief. Today, my second-in-command and dear friend Lucrezia Noin departed from this ship via wormhole. It is with hope that we wish for her swift return. Until that day comes, she will be greatly missed. To all those who knew her, we share your condolences.
[And she ends the feed.]
[However, her Guide's not one to respect solemnity. The audio feed crackles back to life a few minutes later to the sound of an argument.]
Zechs, you're supposed to be on leave. You're emotionally compromised.
[She sounds impatient and more irate than usual. Her voice is harsh, barking out every word.]
And you aren't?
[In response, Zechs's tone is outraged at her utter lack of feeling on the matter.]
I'm managing a crisis and doing so with objectivity.
As if you can be objective when you're jeopardizing the fine line between personal and business.
[That was a low blow. She had confided her troubles to him and he now chose to use that against her. And for what? Because she refused to outwardly express sadness over this? Because she refused to be unprofessional?]
There's nothing being jeopardized. You're dismissed. Go recuperate. You cannot attend to your duties in your current state.
[No, he's just stating how hypocritical she's being, in a sense.]
And how do you even know that? I've worked in worse conditions. I refuse and there is nothing you can do to make me accept.
[I could fire you, you irrational idiot. But no, that's not what Noin would want. She keeps the vitriol in.]
The moment you become a liability, I will be forced to relieve you of your duties. Know this.
[As if she hired him in the first place. He gave his services freely, and he can withdraw them.
His voice is one of challenge. Force all you like, Une. Let's see you try.]
So we're finally on the same chapter.
[But never the same page...]
Dismissed.
[She says it with far more force than necessary. Get out.]
[The sound of departing footsteps punctuates her demand as the airy hiss of an electronic door moving against its railing is heard.]
You truly are soulless.
[The door hisses shut and there's a faint thump of someone collapsing into an office chair.]
I know.
[ooc: green - Une; blue - Zechs]
To all those aboard this vessel, it is with much sadness that I find myself making this transmission. I will keep this brief. Today, my second-in-command and dear friend Lucrezia Noin departed from this ship via wormhole. It is with hope that we wish for her swift return. Until that day comes, she will be greatly missed. To all those who knew her, we share your condolences.
[And she ends the feed.]
[However, her Guide's not one to respect solemnity. The audio feed crackles back to life a few minutes later to the sound of an argument.]
Zechs, you're supposed to be on leave. You're emotionally compromised.
[She sounds impatient and more irate than usual. Her voice is harsh, barking out every word.]
And you aren't?
[In response, Zechs's tone is outraged at her utter lack of feeling on the matter.]
I'm managing a crisis and doing so with objectivity.
As if you can be objective when you're jeopardizing the fine line between personal and business.
[That was a low blow. She had confided her troubles to him and he now chose to use that against her. And for what? Because she refused to outwardly express sadness over this? Because she refused to be unprofessional?]
There's nothing being jeopardized. You're dismissed. Go recuperate. You cannot attend to your duties in your current state.
[No, he's just stating how hypocritical she's being, in a sense.]
And how do you even know that? I've worked in worse conditions. I refuse and there is nothing you can do to make me accept.
[I could fire you, you irrational idiot. But no, that's not what Noin would want. She keeps the vitriol in.]
The moment you become a liability, I will be forced to relieve you of your duties. Know this.
[As if she hired him in the first place. He gave his services freely, and he can withdraw them.
His voice is one of challenge. Force all you like, Une. Let's see you try.]
So we're finally on the same chapter.
[But never the same page...]
Dismissed.
[She says it with far more force than necessary. Get out.]
[The sound of departing footsteps punctuates her demand as the airy hiss of an electronic door moving against its railing is heard.]
You truly are soulless.
[The door hisses shut and there's a faint thump of someone collapsing into an office chair.]
I know.
[ooc: green - Une; blue - Zechs]