Apr 12, 2010 22:42
[The feed cuts on, but rather it was intentional or not is not know. Hello everyone, you're being greeted by Fuery again. This time he's not near the Vogon's, in fact he's armed with a camera. (Under the theory that at least it's somewhat close to his original job.) That's right, this month, Fuery's working as a photographer.]
[The Guide gives enough description to allow the viewer to recognize the probably still melted part of the ball pit. Fuery's situated himself in the Recreation Area to get a better look of the more laxed places of the ship. His brown eyes seem to be thoughtful under the glasses, anyone who knew him in Amestris should recognize this look. Fuery means serious business even with the small frown that weaseld it's way onto his feature. Then the soft words were said.]
They didn't exactly say what they wanted pictures of.
[A pause as something catches his eye. He turns and directly looks at the guide with a confused look.]
How'd you turn on? [Frantic look.] I didn't screw something up last night did I?
[He stops to give a casual smile, now more than familiar with the fact this was probably recording.]
I'm sorry about this everyone. Just ignore it, er, no wait! ... Does anyone know what this 'Space Chic' Magazine wants?
kain fuery