01 || Emilia Galmar || [video]

[emilia_galmar]

[A severe young woman is sitting stiffly at her network point, clutching a frilly umbrella across her chest, partly as a weapon and partly to hide some of the uniform she'd woken up in. ]

Ahem. I'd be most grateful if someone could inform me where in this tower I could find some more decent clothing than those issued to us.

[Her lips thin at even having to mention the unacceptable items of clothing.]

I'm afraid I'm quite new, so I don't know where to even begin.

For reference, 'decent' means tops that button up to the neck and skirts that are at least ankle length. Thank you.

[With that little message complete she turns off the feed]

Comments

[emilia_galmar]

I may try it over this suit. It's far too exposing, especially down below.

[Le sigh]

I was given a dress, but it's the ballgown I wore to that Bachelor's Ball last year. It's lovely, but completely impractical and almost impossible to get into with a sore back. I do hope that there's some sort of storehouse I might find a sewing kit.

[yishouzhetian]

Which room are you in? I'll bring it to you.

[Oh!]

I've got a small travel size sewing kit in my trunk. You can use that. [She packed it in her bag for the planet.]

[emilia_galmar]

[Now that's news that makes her smile]

You do?! Oh, Lenalee, that might be perfect.

I'm in 2-03. I'll sit out here by the terminal until you come along.

[yishouzhetian]

I thought it might come in handy when we landed on the planet. [Crashed...landed - whatever.]

I'll see you in a little bit.

[emilia_galmar]

[Emilia will be sitting on the chair by the network port outside her room, leaning in to bicker with people on the screen when Lenalee comes by]

[yishouzhetian]

[Lenalee will stop a good distance away, allowing Emilia a bit of privacy during her calls but visible. But she has a gray dress folded in her arms along with the small sewing kit.]