1. icebreakers where she's from involve live fire exercises
[Absolutely nothing has made sense so far, so why should this be any different? Fortunately or otherwise, Mira's used to following pointless dictates with only minimal grumbling, and having decided she'll accomplish nothing by being contrary, she's saving her nervous breakdown about it all for later, in private. She consults the list of prompts.]
I'd be delighted to inform you how I take my coffee, if I knew what it was.
[The young human woman in a nondescript khaki tunic sounds upper class English--or whatever the equivalent in the listener's society might be--especially given how dryly that remark comes out. Maybe she's a tea drinker.]
3. unsuited to civilian employment
[A completely faceless and probably incorrect job assignment process for which there's no recourse? Finally, something normal! Mira squints at her results when a not entirely unforeseen wrinkle emerges: she has no idea what this job is. It seems promising, but she doesn't trust anything about this place, so she leans over to the person next to her.]
Excuse me, but do you know what "laser tag" is?
[The questioner is a 20-something woman in strangely designed khaki military fatigues. She's taken off her outer armor and reluctantly left her gun in the dormitory, so she looks less like she's spoiling for a fight than normal, but that sure is a skull with wings on her belt buckle.]
Lieutenant Mira | Warhammer 40k
[Absolutely nothing has made sense so far, so why should this be any different? Fortunately or otherwise, Mira's used to following pointless dictates with only minimal grumbling, and having decided she'll accomplish nothing by being contrary, she's saving her nervous breakdown about it all for later, in private. She consults the list of prompts.]
I'd be delighted to inform you how I take my coffee, if I knew what it was.
[The young human woman in a nondescript khaki tunic sounds upper class English--or whatever the equivalent in the listener's society might be--especially given how dryly that remark comes out. Maybe she's a tea drinker.]
3. unsuited to civilian employment
[A completely faceless and probably incorrect job assignment process for which there's no recourse? Finally, something normal! Mira squints at her results when a not entirely unforeseen wrinkle emerges: she has no idea what this job is. It seems promising, but she doesn't trust anything about this place, so she leans over to the person next to her.]
Excuse me, but do you know what "laser tag" is?
[The questioner is a 20-something woman in strangely designed khaki military fatigues. She's taken off her outer armor and reluctantly left her gun in the dormitory, so she looks less like she's spoiling for a fight than normal, but that sure is a skull with wings on her belt buckle.]