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[Axl peered into the camera pick-up, putting his finger to his lips and grinning around it. In the background was the shaky view of Quark's, near the end of a shift. When he talked, it was a whisper befitting the sneakiness of the mission.]
Here at Red Alert Courier, we believe in customer service...
[He winked and brandished what looked for all the world like an old fashioned boom box, although it didn't have any moving parts aside from a touch-screen. After a little fiddling, he had some sweet guitar riffs playing, which he then proceeded to turn up as Flashpoint's holo-avatar appeared, just as the music swelled for the first verse of the twelve-minute song he'd picked. He flashed a peace sign at the camera before approaching, though clearly he'd fiddled with something to get clear audio to the camera despite the fact it was staying with the boom box out of the line of fire.]
Hi! I have a special message from, uh, anonymous for Flashpoint!
[Axl launched into the song, actually managing to stay on-key for a miracle, though really what were the odds he'd get through it all?]
[Not terribly good, judging by the reaction. Flashpoint might as well be in a noodlebot mark 2 body for all that her face was stuck in one position. Or was it just very slowly morphing between WTF, DNW and something that looks vaguely like 'can she get this person arrested somehow?' She even looks around her, like, ya know, there might be some other person here named Flashpoint that would get serenaded by rock ballads.
By the time the second chorus rolls past her blushing lineface gains a vein pop and she throws her hands up.]
Enough already! Would you shut it, you're gonna scare the customers away!
[...she says as a crowd gathers behind her. Flashpoint advances on him and that's when she sees it, the glint off the hidden camera lens. Whoops, didn't know the human avatar's face could reproduce that shade of red!]
Are you fraggin' recording this!? You cheeky little punk I'm gonna graft that media player to your face 'n load it only with Lassie bark tracks! Hope you like kibble cuz that's all you're gonna be able to order at restaurants!
[There might be sounds of a scuffle then as the camera gets jostled, along with the noise of a very angry transformation sequence in the background. The slantwise view of the camera picks up a blue metal footplate before the feed goes dead. Hmm...that's not ominous at all!]
((Maroon is Axl, Blue is Flashpoint, expect chaos and tags from both~! ♥))
Here at Red Alert Courier, we believe in customer service...
[He winked and brandished what looked for all the world like an old fashioned boom box, although it didn't have any moving parts aside from a touch-screen. After a little fiddling, he had some sweet guitar riffs playing, which he then proceeded to turn up as Flashpoint's holo-avatar appeared, just as the music swelled for the first verse of the twelve-minute song he'd picked. He flashed a peace sign at the camera before approaching, though clearly he'd fiddled with something to get clear audio to the camera despite the fact it was staying with the boom box out of the line of fire.]
Hi! I have a special message from, uh, anonymous for Flashpoint!
[Axl launched into the song, actually managing to stay on-key for a miracle, though really what were the odds he'd get through it all?]
[Not terribly good, judging by the reaction. Flashpoint might as well be in a noodlebot mark 2 body for all that her face was stuck in one position. Or was it just very slowly morphing between WTF, DNW and something that looks vaguely like 'can she get this person arrested somehow?' She even looks around her, like, ya know, there might be some other person here named Flashpoint that would get serenaded by rock ballads.
By the time the second chorus rolls past her blushing lineface gains a vein pop and she throws her hands up.]
Enough already! Would you shut it, you're gonna scare the customers away!
[...she says as a crowd gathers behind her. Flashpoint advances on him and that's when she sees it, the glint off the hidden camera lens. Whoops, didn't know the human avatar's face could reproduce that shade of red!]
Are you fraggin' recording this!? You cheeky little punk I'm gonna graft that media player to your face 'n load it only with Lassie bark tracks! Hope you like kibble cuz that's all you're gonna be able to order at restaurants!
[There might be sounds of a scuffle then as the camera gets jostled, along with the noise of a very angry transformation sequence in the background. The slantwise view of the camera picks up a blue metal footplate before the feed goes dead. Hmm...that's not ominous at all!]
((Maroon is Axl, Blue is Flashpoint, expect chaos and tags from both~! ♥))
