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[ the feed comes on by itself. ahiru hasn't realized she's turned it on as she's pouring over these pamphlets intently, talking out loud because that's just how she functions. ]
Okay, so to get food, I need to make money. To make money, I need a job . . . What do they have?
[ she looks over the first pamphlet. ]
Healer! That doesn't sound so bad! Something something . . . "mini . . . ministration . . ." Blood? Eugh, no.
[ she tosses that one aside. ]
Next one . . . Hunter.
[ a beat. she stares at it. it stares back at her as if it knows her secret. she immediately scrunches it up, tossing into the trash can because she's not an animal.
( just a bird. that people may hunt?? duck confit is a thing. ) ]
This one! This'll be the one! Arcane scholars . . . "They either wish to consume all the knowledge they can or share all the knowledge that they can." . . .
[ another beat. she sighs. ]
Well, I'm not smart enough to be one of those. Aaaah! I'm never going to get a job! I'm going to starve! I'll never be able to have bread agaaaaain.
[ doom is clearly at hand. ]
Okay, so to get food, I need to make money. To make money, I need a job . . . What do they have?
[ she looks over the first pamphlet. ]
Healer! That doesn't sound so bad! Something something . . . "mini . . . ministration . . ." Blood? Eugh, no.
[ she tosses that one aside. ]
Next one . . . Hunter.
[ a beat. she stares at it. it stares back at her as if it knows her secret. she immediately scrunches it up, tossing into the trash can because she's not an animal.
( just a bird. that people may hunt?? duck confit is a thing. ) ]
This one! This'll be the one! Arcane scholars . . . "They either wish to consume all the knowledge they can or share all the knowledge that they can." . . .
[ another beat. she sighs. ]
Well, I'm not smart enough to be one of those. Aaaah! I'm never going to get a job! I'm going to starve! I'll never be able to have bread agaaaaain.
[ doom is clearly at hand. ]
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Thank you.
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And here I've been prattling on, sharing what wisdom I can, while I've been anything but a gentleman and failed to introduce myself.
Call me Wesker. I'm an old friend of Luz Noceda, if you know here.
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My name is Ahiru.
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[The device might blink and the video comes up, showing a blond man in a black suit, his royal blue shirtsleeves rolled back, a weasel with a whitish glow about their eyes perched on his shoulder.]
It's a pleasure to meet you.
[He bows his head and tips one black half-gloved hand politely as he speaks.]
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I-It's nice to meet you too! Thank you again for all your help.
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It's an honor.
["Oy, she's a cute bird," the weasel says.]
Cypher, be a gentlebeast to the young lady. [He glances at the weasel, almost like a Lord with a bumbling servant.] Don't mind my Omen: he's everything I'm not.
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[ not her! clearly! she manages to restrain a "quack" thankfully. ]
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[To the weasel, he adds] Meaning essentially he referred to you as a cute cute girl.
["Boss, yer 'arsh on me jokes," the Omen objects, but the boss ignores the critter, outside of smirking at the linguistic gaffe.]
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Well, it's still nice to meet you Mr. Cypher and Mr. Wesker.
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meetcher!. the Omen gets up onto its hind legs and bows, one paw on his chest, the other behind him.]
Technically, it's Doctor Wesker, but I don't stand much on titles either, except when I'm working at the Lumenarium.
The pleasure's mutual.
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Wesker will suffice. Luz calls me that.
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