z_jay | [Video | January 21st

[Begins transmission with a smile, him flying solo in his own journal for the day. And here, being committed to your entertainment. Or at least, it's in the works, but today he has a few things in mind he'd like to accomplish to get that started.]

Hello, Luceti, it's a chilly morning out there, so make sure you're nice and bundled up for any sort of travel you expect to be doing today.

Jack and I are still compiling some requests and compositions from you lovely lot, and if you'd like to put in some last minute offers or requests, feel free to let me or Jack know.

[Switches gears a little, looking just a little nervous]

I also come to you today for a request.

[Takes a deep breath and averts his eyes just a moment, licking his lips before glancing back to the screen]

I've heard of some doctors being located at the Battle Dome and I had questions about... things... regarding mobility, mostly. Ah, if anyone could get me in contact with a doctor there, I would really... really appreciate it. As some of you know I have some mobility issues and improving that would be...

[Smiles a little, wistful and hopeful but trying to keep it under wraps]

...It would be my top priority.

[Scratches the side of his nose with one finger and sits back]

Alright, thanks again, listeners-- and stay safe out there.

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He's stinky, don't let his sweet words trick you. But he is also my co-host and I wouldn't trade him for the world. This one or my last one. And trust me, that's saying a lot.

[Laughs softly.] All right, I'll believe you then, but just this once. [Teasing tone of course.]

How did you two meet anyway?

That. Is a very long story. I'll let Jack tell it when the time comes. He's always much more animated about it than I am.

But it has something to do with music. I'll let your imagination run wild in the meantime.

Oh dear... letting my imagination run free could be a very dangerous thing indeed. Especially since you don't know how I met most of my co-workers.

Was alcohol involved too?

Well, you are correct in that I don't know how you met your coworkers, but now my imagination is giving me all sorts of scenarios.

But, no. Alcohol wasn't invovled and thankfully so.

Guns? [... Why does she sound hopeful about that?]

Steel pipe, if we're talking about weapons, here.

[But beyond that, mum's the word]

[Laughs.]

Only so long as it wasn't walked into accidentally. That's just too disappointing otherwise.

Tripping might be the more accurate-- but now wait a minute.

Either you've got quite the imagination, or you've got a story of your own to tell me first. What with guns and alcohol mentioned, now I'm intrigued.

Pity. Unless it involved tripping into a bar, completely with a giant keg at the end and hilarious drunken antics, then that might be an interesting story.

[Another small laugh.] It's the usual way people meet in my occupation, let's just say.

There's tripping involved, but not over a bar.

[The intrigue, it builds, and he rubs his chin thoughtfully, even if she can't see it]

So what sort of occupation do you lead back home?

Oh you know, a little of this, a little of that. The usual things a girl with lots of big guns gets up to in a big and dangerous world.

[She won't say the word "mercenary" because even coming from her, it's just not believable. Besides, she's more like a weird double agent, spy, assassin, body guard, thief, something or other. It's complicated.]

[Not suspect at all. But if she did happen to hail from a world like his the likelihood of that multiple survivalist occupational bit wouldn't be too far fetched.]

Heh, fair enough, but if you tell a little, I'll tell a little right back.

[Video | January 21st - Midday]

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