≈ Two [Audio/English Open Commentlog]
[Up on Deck 12 a certain blonde haired, red dress wearing little robot girl has been hard at work. Hard at working doing what? Well, getting some change of clothes for herself, which are neatly folded and piled next to a collection of various cleaning supplies, which Roll is going over now.]
Bucket, three scrub brushes, a mop, um... Hm. [Sound of a finger tapping against the communication device.] Man this deck is a mess.
[Then there is sound of Roll going off to dig through more luggage, or to be more exact she's making a pile so she can reach something much higher than she can reach. Which is not the best idea as robot girl on top of pile of luggage equals well, probably broken luggage and the sound of something metal hitting the floor along with a wooden clatter of a broom.]
Ah... I'm okay! [Nervous laughter before she's muttering more to herself now.] Good heft, nice clean bristles, excellent balance...
Ha! The perfect broom, finally! [Now her attention is back to the comm.] Oh um... sorry if I'm too loud, heh.
((ooc: and somewhere this plays.))
Bucket, three scrub brushes, a mop, um... Hm. [Sound of a finger tapping against the communication device.] Man this deck is a mess.
[Then there is sound of Roll going off to dig through more luggage, or to be more exact she's making a pile so she can reach something much higher than she can reach. Which is not the best idea as robot girl on top of pile of luggage equals well, probably broken luggage and the sound of something metal hitting the floor along with a wooden clatter of a broom.]
Ah... I'm okay! [Nervous laughter before she's muttering more to herself now.] Good heft, nice clean bristles, excellent balance...
Ha! The perfect broom, finally! [Now her attention is back to the comm.] Oh um... sorry if I'm too loud, heh.
((ooc: and somewhere this plays.))