☠1 | Video | May 21st
Apr. 22nd, 2013 01:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[ As the feed starts, viewers are greeted by a zombie. Her pale skin and slightly distant expression certainly stood out the most, and were she walking around the shambling movement would only confirm: Zombie. Thankfully, she's not here for brains, and she does make an attempt at a smile before she starts to speak. ]
Greetings, fellow residents of Death City. My name is Ghoulia. Given my recent arrival, there are a number of affairs that I seek to put in order sooner rather than later. A ghoul must not be unprepared if she is to be successful, after all.
[ She pulls out a small notebook, clearly checking it for a moment before she continues. ]
I will be focusing on two things for now. First, I have been informed that I am a Weapon; though I have not yet learned more details than that. I do not expect any particular challenge beyond investing some measure of time and practice to fulfill the requirements of being a Weapon. It would be appreciated if Meisters with a high mental aptitude and without a current partner would put some measure of consideration towards speaking with me in the future, at their convenience.
[ She flips the page of the notebook she's reading from. The camera likely shows that the first page had a considerable number of notes written neatly over its surface as she flips it. ]
Second, I've learned that there are a number of employment opportunities throughout the city. As I have not had the time to familiarize myself with each of them individually, I realize that requesting assistance is the wisest course of action. Preferably, I would like to fill an intellectual void and not a physical void. [ She pauses, briefly, before offering a small smile again and a little joke. ] ...and rest assured, my intelligence isn't fueled by any brains other than my own.
That's all, for now. Thank you, for your time.
[ With that, she offers a polite nod and cuts the feed... only to proceed to add a private text to a certain individual with a screw through his head. ]
( Private to Dr. Stein )
Greetings, fellow residents of Death City. My name is Ghoulia. Given my recent arrival, there are a number of affairs that I seek to put in order sooner rather than later. A ghoul must not be unprepared if she is to be successful, after all.
[ She pulls out a small notebook, clearly checking it for a moment before she continues. ]
I will be focusing on two things for now. First, I have been informed that I am a Weapon; though I have not yet learned more details than that. I do not expect any particular challenge beyond investing some measure of time and practice to fulfill the requirements of being a Weapon. It would be appreciated if Meisters with a high mental aptitude and without a current partner would put some measure of consideration towards speaking with me in the future, at their convenience.
[ She flips the page of the notebook she's reading from. The camera likely shows that the first page had a considerable number of notes written neatly over its surface as she flips it. ]
Second, I've learned that there are a number of employment opportunities throughout the city. As I have not had the time to familiarize myself with each of them individually, I realize that requesting assistance is the wisest course of action. Preferably, I would like to fill an intellectual void and not a physical void. [ She pauses, briefly, before offering a small smile again and a little joke. ] ...and rest assured, my intelligence isn't fueled by any brains other than my own.
That's all, for now. Thank you, for your time.
[ With that, she offers a polite nod and cuts the feed... only to proceed to add a private text to a certain individual with a screw through his head. ]
( Private to Dr. Stein )