[006]: Video
[When the video feed turns on, the viewer is first greeted with the image of Sarina pulling a shirt on over her head. Those who may be easily flustered don't have to worry too much though; the video only showed her mostly bare back. With a sigh, she turned around to the camera, as she plopped herself on her bed. If she was bothered by showing a little skin, she sure as hell didn't express it.]
Hey - eeheeheehee - it's been a while, I know. I guess I've been. . .busy? [She suddenly frowns a little at that. Raising a hand to her chin, her thumb strokes it briefly, before she shook her head with a pout.] No, I should be more busy.
Now it's only the two of us at our house, ahahaha -- and I don't think Raven's found a job yet. They keep cutting my hours at my job and it's so frustrating! I thought it was nice, at first, because I got more free time to myself, but I'm finding that I really need the money I get from the job. Especially since - uh -- eheeheehee...the last time I spoke with you all, I had a bit of an - unpleasant run-in, because I ran out of bullets. But last week, I found a new gun! Not only does it have enough power to pierce armor, it's even small enough to fit in a handbag! And - haha -- and it can hold up to fifty bullets per magazine!
I found it on the ground, but - uh - what was that phrase I heard from that child at work again? "Finders keepers"? Teeheeheeheehee~!
[A mischievous grin threatened to crack in her expression, but when she realized she might have been displaying a little too much glee, it was quickly flushed out with a more flustered look.]
But the point is, I've been spending all of my money on ammunition for that as well as groceries. And with my hours getting cut, that's about all I can afford. It. . .it kind of. . .sucks, for a lack of a better word. I see all of these outfits I want to buy, but it's better to be safe than to look nice, right? Heehee?
So - um, ahahaha -- I guess I was wondering if there was any places hiring for positions during the night? Even if I do work a full shift, the latest I'm out is five. So that leaves the rest of the night, until I have to be at work again at eleven in the morning. And -- eheheh -- I don't. . .I don't really sleep much anyways, so that's not a problem.
[She reaches out to end the transmission, but then remembered the whole reason she made the broadcast in the first place.]
Oh! If anyone has seen Claire, can someone tell her to call me? The guys at Coconut's are pestering me because she hasn't been coming into work, aha. I'm getting worried about her.
Hey - eeheeheehee - it's been a while, I know. I guess I've been. . .busy? [She suddenly frowns a little at that. Raising a hand to her chin, her thumb strokes it briefly, before she shook her head with a pout.] No, I should be more busy.
Now it's only the two of us at our house, ahahaha -- and I don't think Raven's found a job yet. They keep cutting my hours at my job and it's so frustrating! I thought it was nice, at first, because I got more free time to myself, but I'm finding that I really need the money I get from the job. Especially since - uh -- eheeheehee...the last time I spoke with you all, I had a bit of an - unpleasant run-in, because I ran out of bullets. But last week, I found a new gun! Not only does it have enough power to pierce armor, it's even small enough to fit in a handbag! And - haha -- and it can hold up to fifty bullets per magazine!
I found it on the ground, but - uh - what was that phrase I heard from that child at work again? "Finders keepers"? Teeheeheeheehee~!
[A mischievous grin threatened to crack in her expression, but when she realized she might have been displaying a little too much glee, it was quickly flushed out with a more flustered look.]
But the point is, I've been spending all of my money on ammunition for that as well as groceries. And with my hours getting cut, that's about all I can afford. It. . .it kind of. . .sucks, for a lack of a better word. I see all of these outfits I want to buy, but it's better to be safe than to look nice, right? Heehee?
So - um, ahahaha -- I guess I was wondering if there was any places hiring for positions during the night? Even if I do work a full shift, the latest I'm out is five. So that leaves the rest of the night, until I have to be at work again at eleven in the morning. And -- eheheh -- I don't. . .I don't really sleep much anyways, so that's not a problem.
[She reaches out to end the transmission, but then remembered the whole reason she made the broadcast in the first place.]
Oh! If anyone has seen Claire, can someone tell her to call me? The guys at Coconut's are pestering me because she hasn't been coming into work, aha. I'm getting worried about her.