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[ A transmission will flicker on, broadcasting a blurry sight. The netbook is shaken one, two times (old habits die hard) before Lightning notices the change in the device and evens it out. Initially she doesn't know that she's actually being recorded, so the focus is set on a majestic looking chest plate. ]
... Huh. [ It then pans out a little and adjusts to show the user's face as she catches on. Pale skin, light blue-green eyes and that pink hair... might actually look sort of familiar to some. ]
Think I got it. [ She seems to say over her shoulder. ]
[And from over her shoulder comes the sound of movement, including what should by now be recognized as the snap of a netbook closing, as well as footsteps before a new face moves into the screen over Lightning's shoulder. The face is young, male, lightly tanned with a pair of sky blue eyes, topped with almost shoulder length brown hair. The face is also quite interested in the small screen.]
You're gonna have to show me how you did that sometime.
[Noel hasn't even guessed that these things can record what they're showing on screen, let alone broadcast it. Lightning almost seems to smirk before she turns to Noel and forces the netbook into his hands, making sure to have the camera facing him.]
Why don't you say "hi" first.
[No expression could speak the words "It was recording?" any clearer than Noel's expression right now as the netbook is shoved into his hands.]
Uh. [He is the most eloquent. But still the camera gets an awkward smile.] Hi.
[And then he's all business-like.] There are some people we're looking for. Hope or Yeul, or-- [He cuts himself off here and hands the netbook back to Lightning, upside-down.] Here.
[ When the device is handed back to her there's still a ghost of a smile on her face, but this time it almost seems sad. The netbook is adjusted and she continues. ]
—Sazh, Snow, Vanille and Fang.
[ There's one more name that should be included - she wants to say it, wants to hold on to what little hope she has, but she and Noel both know there will never be an answer. Her lips purse in a moment of hesitation. ]
If you know any of them, tell them Lightning and Noel are looking for them.
[ Without much pause afterward, she reaches forward and disables the recording. ]
... Huh. [ It then pans out a little and adjusts to show the user's face as she catches on. Pale skin, light blue-green eyes and that pink hair... might actually look sort of familiar to some. ]
Think I got it. [ She seems to say over her shoulder. ]
[And from over her shoulder comes the sound of movement, including what should by now be recognized as the snap of a netbook closing, as well as footsteps before a new face moves into the screen over Lightning's shoulder. The face is young, male, lightly tanned with a pair of sky blue eyes, topped with almost shoulder length brown hair. The face is also quite interested in the small screen.]
You're gonna have to show me how you did that sometime.
[Noel hasn't even guessed that these things can record what they're showing on screen, let alone broadcast it. Lightning almost seems to smirk before she turns to Noel and forces the netbook into his hands, making sure to have the camera facing him.]
Why don't you say "hi" first.
[No expression could speak the words "It was recording?" any clearer than Noel's expression right now as the netbook is shoved into his hands.]
Uh. [He is the most eloquent. But still the camera gets an awkward smile.] Hi.
[And then he's all business-like.] There are some people we're looking for. Hope or Yeul, or-- [He cuts himself off here and hands the netbook back to Lightning, upside-down.] Here.
[ When the device is handed back to her there's still a ghost of a smile on her face, but this time it almost seems sad. The netbook is adjusted and she continues. ]
—Sazh, Snow, Vanille and Fang.
[ There's one more name that should be included - she wants to say it, wants to hold on to what little hope she has, but she and Noel both know there will never be an answer. Her lips purse in a moment of hesitation. ]
If you know any of them, tell them Lightning and Noel are looking for them.
[ Without much pause afterward, she reaches forward and disables the recording. ]
voice; no need to be sorry, it's totally fine for me too! c':
[ her tone says she's not included in that group of people, but there's nothing judgemental about it. one could think it's that natasha understands their viewpoint, but it's simply that she doesn't consider it something that concerns her in the least, and therefore, she doesn't care to have a true opinion. ]
voice;
It's nice to see them reunited, but we're needed more back home. I hope it's not a long term stay in this place. [That raises more issues of course, but that's a bit more private.]
voice;
You might be out of luck, there. A few transports have been kept here for as long as a year.