VIDEO.

[peoplediewhenikillthem]

[ Now that she feels the anger within her starting to fade away to tolerable levels, it's time to address the others. Somehow she feels it's what that boy with the poet's name would want even if these devices were nothing like she's seen before, coming from the nineties and all. If they existed back home, would he get her one? It's something to think about but it isn't something to share. ]

So. [ Shiki, who has spent her life avoiding small talk and idle chatter makes an attempt at it in the best way she can. ]

You guys finished with your tantrums?

[ An attempt was made. ]

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[casperdisaster]

I don't think some people here ever are.

[peoplediewhenikillthem]

You sound experienced in the matter. [ On one hand, she's interested in knowing more.

On the other, she's discovered how much work it takes to type a message in this thing. It's too much effort, so her messages will be brief. ]

[casperdisaster]

I have angry friends.

[peoplediewhenikillthem]

Friends here? [ Social, aren't you -- if only tone could be read through messages easily. ]

[casperdisaster]

Yes. Some came with me from home, others I made here.

video.

[swill]

I haven't even started.

[It's true. He's saving himself for the good stuff.

Which isn't normal.

So chances of him throwing one right now are pretty high.]

[peoplediewhenikillthem]

[ He's more than welcomed to though Shiki doens't make for a good audience. The disinterest shows both in her expression and tone, as she stares down at the tiny screen. ]

Well?

You going to put on a show or something?

[swill]

[Gee, he never expected her to ask. Hawk even looks a little exasperated at the not-invitation.]

I can't now! How am I supposed to rile you up if you're asking me to do the very thing that's supposed to rile you up. For what it's worth, though- I think there's plenty more complaining left in these people. Trust me, I'm an expert. I would know. I do half the whining in this place. You're all just lucky I haven't broadcast yet. But mark my words, it'll be a show. It'll be a show just for you.

--what's so wrong about folk voicing their dislike of this hell, anyway? See, now this is going to be me complaining of you complaining of other people complaining. Unless I can be convinced otherwise, that is. I like to keep an open mind.

[themightykamina]

Hey, it's not a tantrum if it gets stuff done, right? And now we've got plenty of weapons to deal with the bigass monsters on the edge of town. That ain't bad at all!

[Well, at least one blue-haired idiot is back to his usual manic self.]

[peoplediewhenikillthem]

[ Please don't talk enthusiastically at her. Continuing on in her downcast tone: ] So what're you saying? That it's acceptable to behave as you were now that you were rewarded for it?

[ Not that she considers weapon a reward for poor conduct but how else was she going to word it? Where was a poet who was good with speaking with people when she needs one? ]

[themightykamina]

[Sorry, he's really just got the one default mode: grating loudness.] Reward, what? No! It's a result, you know? Yell long enough and loud enough, find the right guy to punch in the face, and you're one step closer to your goal!

[What goal, he seems to be encouraging her to ask.]