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avalononline2021-09-08 10:29 am
silvergarden) wrote in avalononline2021-09-08 10:29 am
video; un: Rinea_378
[The video feed opens to a blurry shot of Rinea's porch as she turns it on, then sits back a proper distance with a smile. She has managed to center the camera properly this time: no ceiling shots or fingers covering the lens. She practiced! (Still, she looks a bit nervous.)]
Um.. Good day. My name is Rinea! I have a request to make. It's a bit silly, but I would be very happy for assistance nonetheless.
The truth is... I have been residing in Camelot for some time now, but am still unused to using... the internet. [Blush.] It seems a very vital skill to have, to keep abreast of the news! I've missed many an important post on local dangers! But I've still had trouble with checking regularly.
So-- would anyone be interested in exchanging letters, as conversational partners? I believe the term is "pen pals." I would enjoy befriending more of my fellow Avalon otherworlders... and I think having messages to look forward to will make it easier for me to remember to check the phone.
[A hah hah hah. Embarrassing. But still-- she will soldier on!!!]
I will gladly chat about anything, of course! But as for myself, topics I can speak upon include dancing and embroidery. I also spend much of my time honing my alchemy and potionmaking skills-- I would be very happy to share what I have learned there. I also admire gardens and their wildlife, but I have little experience in their cultivation... Oh, and music, as well. You know, the music of Avalon is so varied compared to home, it's a little overwhelming!
[Remembering herself, Rinea inclines her head shyly at the camera.]
Um-- Thank you for listening. I very much look forward to meeting anyone interested!
Um.. Good day. My name is Rinea! I have a request to make. It's a bit silly, but I would be very happy for assistance nonetheless.
The truth is... I have been residing in Camelot for some time now, but am still unused to using... the internet. [Blush.] It seems a very vital skill to have, to keep abreast of the news! I've missed many an important post on local dangers! But I've still had trouble with checking regularly.
So-- would anyone be interested in exchanging letters, as conversational partners? I believe the term is "pen pals." I would enjoy befriending more of my fellow Avalon otherworlders... and I think having messages to look forward to will make it easier for me to remember to check the phone.
[A hah hah hah. Embarrassing. But still-- she will soldier on!!!]
I will gladly chat about anything, of course! But as for myself, topics I can speak upon include dancing and embroidery. I also spend much of my time honing my alchemy and potionmaking skills-- I would be very happy to share what I have learned there. I also admire gardens and their wildlife, but I have little experience in their cultivation... Oh, and music, as well. You know, the music of Avalon is so varied compared to home, it's a little overwhelming!
[Remembering herself, Rinea inclines her head shyly at the camera.]
Um-- Thank you for listening. I very much look forward to meeting anyone interested!
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[Absolutely Horrifying. Rinea is at a loss for words for a moment, red in the face. The strained beat stretches on, the two of them trapped with each other on camera, awkwardly staring in silence.
Then... she can't help it. Rinea starts giggling despite herself. She put this poor boy in such a tight spot, and in the mortification of it all something about the internal struggle he clearly had strikes her as hysterical.]
You're a very sweet man, Mr. Kadoc.
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[Where did that come from! For this of all things?! But he can't get the question out before he's laughing too, because it's contagious. Sometimes when things are that tense, the only way they can come out is by laughing about them. He drops his face into one hand, mostly covering it, to muffle his snickering.]