Primera ⚜ Roda
[The Shibusen’s microphone picks up first- nothing major, just a few softly-murmured words, barely more than a mumble- as its owner works out the various keys and functions carefully. When the camera finally flickers on, the image of a girl comes into focus, her dark hair falling in waves over her shoulders, tied in two slightly messy pigtails. She would normally curtsy, but she had yet to resume wearing her uniform when she was brought here and so instead she manages a slightly awkward bow given what she’s wearing.]
My name is Fabiola Iglesias, a maid in the employ of one of the thirteen great families of South America, the Lovelace Family.
[Her tone is formal, a little too somber for such a seemingly-young girl, and she dips her head again.]
I understand that there may be more of those that have been brought here by the ah- BREW, wasn’t it?- that I might contact on this network. I hope that we can all help each other attain the goal we were brought here for.
[Because despite the things she’s seen back home, Fabiola can still only hope that the people who have been brought here are like-minded in their desire to return as soon as they can.]
I look forward to working with all of you.
[Another little bow, slightly less awkward this time, and she moves forward until all that can be seen is the fabric of her too-large hoodie for a moment before the Shibusen shuts down.]
EDIT
[The camera turns on again not much later and a sheepish-looking Fabiola pops into view.]
Ah- my apologies, but in my hurry, I do believe I forgot to mention that I am in fact, a Meister. I presume it is worth noting, yes?
[And with another, more nervous bob of her head, off goes the Shibusen again.]
My name is Fabiola Iglesias, a maid in the employ of one of the thirteen great families of South America, the Lovelace Family.
[Her tone is formal, a little too somber for such a seemingly-young girl, and she dips her head again.]
I understand that there may be more of those that have been brought here by the ah- BREW, wasn’t it?- that I might contact on this network. I hope that we can all help each other attain the goal we were brought here for.
[Because despite the things she’s seen back home, Fabiola can still only hope that the people who have been brought here are like-minded in their desire to return as soon as they can.]
I look forward to working with all of you.
[Another little bow, slightly less awkward this time, and she moves forward until all that can be seen is the fabric of her too-large hoodie for a moment before the Shibusen shuts down.]
EDIT
[The camera turns on again not much later and a sheepish-looking Fabiola pops into view.]
Ah- my apologies, but in my hurry, I do believe I forgot to mention that I am in fact, a Meister. I presume it is worth noting, yes?
[And with another, more nervous bob of her head, off goes the Shibusen again.]