002 - Chrissie is bored [Audio: English] OPEN

[notalkodarkness]

[Christine had been effectively holed up in the Phantom's room for almost a week. She had missed Raoul's outburst the day of her arrival after he found her missing and had not left the room for any extended period of time without the accompanying presence of her Master. She had gotten a rough guided tour of the ship and explanations that the other

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[voice]

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[Christine jerks slightly as a voice returns with a response and she silently berates herself. She would have to get used to things like this 'communicator' business and not start like a fleeing doe everytime someone spoke to her through it. Her response is relieved at having successfully reached someone out of choice rather than necessity(unlike the last time with Raoul's communicator).]

Yes, that is what I meant. [A brief pause.]

Thank you .. I have not had much practice and I was concerned I would use this device incorrectly.

[Another pause at the latter question when Christine grimaces to herself. She leans in and speaks again, her tone heavy with guilt and embarrassment.]

I .. I left my own communicator and keycard in my room upon arrival .. I .. I did not realize their level of importance. I was a bit out of sorts .. [Way to understate, Christine!] I left my room and it locked behind me and I got rather turned around ..

[A soft sigh and Christine leans back against Erik's door.]

I believe I know where it is, but I clearly cannot access it.. I didn't know where I was or how I had gotten here. It was a childish mistake, but I was upset ..

[voice]

[battle_droid]

[It probably doesn't help that the voice is very monotonous, though decidedly female.]

It is fairly easy to use - if you need instruction, I am certain myself or any other would have little issue with assisting you.

[As she listens to the explanation, Zee is reminded once again of why droids, and battle droids like herself, were created. Human were virtually helpless sometimes.]

I would offer my assistance in this matter as well, but if you have locked your items in your room then your best chance at retrieving them would be crew. [Another pause.]

You berate yourself far too much. [Zee is blunt.]

[voice]

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[Christine pauses a moment at the lack of inflection in the voice. She is reminded slightly of Ironhide, whom she also met upon her arrival, but only in the rather monotone manner. How can she have any idea how similar the two might actually be? She smiles, though, at the offer of assistance.]

I appreciate your offer, although I think I have the basic functions down at the very least. Although, if I manage to get my own communicator back, I might happily take any such assistance I can get. I have only learned the basics of how to speak and send words messages .. ahh .. texts? I believe there is a function that allows for others to see me as well, but I haven't quite figured that out.

[In truth, Christine really doesn't know how much time she'll be able to practice such as this is Erik's comm and he's likely to miss it soon enough. She can't expect him to leave it with her all the time, can she? Especially when she's safe and sound with no reason to chatter over it! Except that it gets a bit lonesome now and again, and it's only been a few days.. Yes .. having her own comm unit back would be most helpful!

And then her face is falling at that latter and she bites her lower lip, silence filling the channel for a moment. Her disappointed sigh is audible, though soft.]

I had rather feared it might be as such .. I don't suppose they listen to all of the broadcasts, do they? Or might you know where I could see or speak to someone of the crew?

[The last gives her a moment of pause and she blinks several times, looking at the communicator before responding.]

Thank you for saying so .. I've questioned myself more often than not, of late ..

[voice]

[battle_droid]

Text is the correct term. The video function is also easy to navigate - it is as easy as the press of a button, but there is a thirty-second recording limit, and then the device will cut off. Your text function is also deceptively useful - it will allow you to communicate with others that speak languages besides English. It automatically translates.

[Interesting device. She's tried to take hers apart to glimpse the technology, but couldn't do it.

That was unnerving.]

I am uncertain if they listen to all broadcasts or not. I have yet to speak to a member myself, I am fairly recently arrived. Another passenger might be able to assist in this manner.

[There's a mechanical whirr.]

Why?

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[Christine listens with interest, as she had much still to learn about the technical workings of the ship.]

I did not know that function of the text ability .. immediate translation is certainly an aide I will appreciate.

[And then a casual shrug that no one can see and she is glad her disappointment is not viewable to the world at large.]

Well, it didn't harm to ask, at any rate .. [A moment of silence at the last question and her brows knit. She moves away from the door pacing the length of Erik's cabin.]

I've .. made some choices and decisions based on things that were, perhaps, not factual .. I think I let my fear get the better of me ..

[voice]

[battle_droid]

It would be useful to those who are unfamiliar with different world languages, yes. [Zee has a lot of language packs - they come in pretty handy.]

I am certain there is a way to retrieve a duplicate. They will not force you to sleep in the hall.

[She waits patiently for the girl to finish talking.]

Humans thrive on fear, I find. In some, it produces a great rush of adrenaline. In others, it induces anger, resentment, frustration. It creates a sense of vulnerability humans dislike. [She doesn't know what it feels like, this is only from observations.]

Choices and decisions are things humans deal with on a daily basis - and regardless of if you choose right or wrong, you must deal with the consequences of your actions.

[She humms quietly. She doesn't know the situation if she did she'd punch Erik in the nose, but dealing with what your decisions brought...hm. Familiar, in a way.]

What will you do now that you have yet another choice in front of you? Continue to let fear guide you, or take initiative?

[voice]

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[At mention of sleeping in a hallway Christine smiles almost shyly, glad that she is not visible to anyone else. The flush and what it might imply were both inappropriate and there was nothing wrong with her spending her evening in the bed of her Angel. Her was showing her every kindness and bit of decorum she could hope for, given the tiny arrangement of his own personal cabin.]

No .. No, I was not concerned about such, honestly. I have a safe place to spend my days and evenings as any other I might hope to have. Raoul would be number two, but fffffff, that took a swing on her arrival .. maybe?

[She then listens as the woman's voice continues over the communicator, her head tilting slightly.]

You are quite wise .. You seem to put to words so easily the human condition ..

[And after the encounters she has already had on board this ship, she can't help but wonder if the person on the other end of the communication isn't human at all. Her Angel had lead her to believe there were far worse things than what she had already encountered.]

I'm uncertain, but I .. I cannot let fear guide me .. It already has for so, so long ..

[voice] rr sorry I took so long! This is fascinating I'd like to continue if you do?

[battle_droid]

So long as you are safe. [Zee's primary function (along with combat) is the safety of humans. If this female is indeed organic (and Zee has extremely good evidence to that so far) and not a threat to others, then she is automatically somewhat under Zee's protection.]

I speak from observation, not experience. Humans are extremly fickle creatures, very emotional. They tend to be ruled by said emotions when sometimes it would be best to listen to reason. I do not have such emotions.

[Or so she thinks, anyway.]

I would be happy to continue! I'm enjoying this. :)

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[Christine nods her head once, even if the other woman cannt see the motion.

Yes..I am safe. [Or was she? One never knew for sure where Erik was concerned, but he was taking care of her well enough as of now. I do not believe I am in any immediate danger. [Silly Christine. There are any number of people that would argue this fact with you quite vocally!! She listens with interest as the voice continues, frowning slightly. She is reminded strongly of Ironhide as the voice refers to humans as if it is not one.

You are not human then? [Well, bully for her! Christine doesn't sound terrified about this discovery anymore. However she is now picturing Zee as a giant female version of Ironhide. Terribly sorry about that!

woo!

[battle_droid]

If you are certain. [Zee doesn't sound altogether convinced.] What is your current location?

[She's not going to go bust Christine out of prison Erik's room, but she would like a general idea as to the situation at hand.]

No. I am a battle droid, manufactured specifically for combat. I resemble an organic female, however.

:3

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[She smiles a bit weakly here. She might not be able to see the other woman, and the tone might be rather monotonous all around, but she she could here that niggling doubt in her voice anyway.]

I am certain. [And then there's that question and she falls silent, looking at the communicator for several moments before speaking again. Her voice is soft and apologetic.] I .. I cannot tell you that .. I am sorry.. It would be unsafe for my Angel and I'd not put him in any sort of danger.

[She frowns at the designation that Zee gives herself, not having ever heard of a battle droid before. The idea that something inhuman could look human is both frightening and fascinating.]

I have .. I have never heard of such before .. Do you have a name?

[battle_droid]

[Zee is quiet herself for a few moments. She does NOT like what she's hearing.]

Your Angel. [If only Zee knew how to inflect skepticism into her voice. It's actually probably better that she doesn't, at this point anyway.]

That is an interesting term for you to place upon someone - and a precarious position that it seems you have come into. I do not like it. [Not one bit.]

It seems as though few on board this vessel have heard of a unit like myself. My serial number is long and cumbersome for organics to remember, so you may call me Zee. What is your desig- [No, that's wrong.]

What is your name?

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[Christine is relatively certain that the woman is displeased with her answer, but she cannot give away her location. To do so would jeopardize her Angel, no matter how skeptical others were of it. He depended on her to keep his location a secret in Paris and she would do the same here. It was the very least she owed him; although she felt .. KNEW .. she owed him far more.]

He has cared for me since I was seven years old .. my tutor in music .. my guardian and friend .. I'm sorry .. Would that I could tell you where I am, but I cannot .. [She sounds genuinely sorry that she can't, not having wanted to upset anyone at all with her communication. She listens in silence as the voice identifies itself as 'Zee' and the explanation makes Christine smile lightly.]

I shall take your word for it and Zee it shall be. [The smile is audible in her voice.] My name is Christine Daaé .. it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[battle_droid]

If you insist. [Christine is right indeed, Zee is relatively displeased with her answer, though if Zee had learned anything from Anita, it was that human females could be extremely stubborn, especially when it came to males. Zee didn't quite understand that.]

Christine. It is a please.

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[Monotonous tone or not, the displeasure was evident and Christine held back a sigh. She didn't like upsetting this woman she has only just met, but she cannot betray her Master in such a manner.]

I am sorry. [And truthfully, she sounds it. But the last brings a slight smile to her lips as Zee doesn't quite get the sentence correct. When she corrects the term, her tone is not mocking, but polite. Perhaps there are just terms and phrases she doesn't know yet.]

A 'pleasure'.

[battle_droid]

[Zee won't press, at least. She's mildly agitated, but she can't decipher if she feels anything more than that. She has just met this woman - it isn't as if she knows the woman well.]

Pleasure.

[She repeats the phrase carefully. She hadn't properly met many people, so many things are lost in translation. She'd nearly asked Christine her 'designation', after all.]