video; un: gunny

[marineris]

[Bobbie's long, dark hair is loose around her shoulders. She's not wearing the standard station suit—instead, she's wearing something tighter, with a diamond pattern and oddly shaped plating on the shoulders and chest, embedded with some sort of circuitry. She raises her hand, giving her communicator a little wave.]

Hey kids. Now that the gravity's back on, it's business as usual, yeah?

A while back Amos posted some tips about living in space. One of those is exercising—muscles atrophy in low-g much faster than on a proper planet, and we don't all want to turn into noodles. Most of you probably don't know anything about resistance training in space, though, so that's where I come in. If anyone wants a trainer, drop me a line, and if any of you want to learn self-defense or how to throw a solid punch, I can help with that, too. Unfortunately I don't have a gun, so I can't help anyone there.

[Does she sound a little bitter? She's a little bitter.]

By the way, has anyone figured out how to get the replicators to stop spitting up slop yet?

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video } un; envoy

[resleeves]

How much are you charging?

[ hopefully it was nothing because that's what he had: nothing. this quaint little station hadn't saw fit to send him here with the shit load of bancroft's money he'd already earned. ]

I think I'm good anyway. Tip top shape and all that.

[ was it the envoy training that kept him from getting a beer gut? whatever it was, he was glad for it. ]

Maybe I'll come by and watch, though.

[marineris]

I'm not charging anything. It's not like any of us need scrip around here anyway.

[Even if they did, though, she still wouldn't charge.]

You just want to watch?

[resleeves]

Something wrong with watching?

[ as long as you didn't do it in a creepy way, seemed fine with him and there was nothing creepy about him, come on. ]

Would the audience make you nervous?

[marineris]

Nope. I'm just saying, you'd have more fun if you joined in.

[resleeves]

Oh, I don't know. Watching can be fun.

[ besides, he had a feeling you'd try and work him to the bone, bobbie. just a vibe he was getting. not that kovacs didn't like to sweat but he picked his time and place. ]

If you do it right.

[marineris]

How do you do it "right", exactly?

[resleeves]

You asking for a slideshow presentation of how to watch someone right?

[ oops, he'd left all his diagrams and graphs in his other pants. ]

Why, there someone around you you're looking to watch without being too obvious?

[marineris]

You got me. I was hoping I could stalk you around the station.

[resleeves]

[ knew it. ]

It happens.

[ maybe it was that 'mercenary chic' he wore or maybe people just really approved of the 'looks fucking exhausted' style he had going on. ]

Stalking me should give you a lot of time to stare at my ass. Hope you like it.

[ of course she would. ]

[marineris]

[Bobbie bursts out laughing. Ridiculous.]

Where do I get my refund if I don't?

[resleeves]

It's never happened before so I don't fucking know.

[ and he doesn't think she'd be the first no matter what sort of bravado she's spouting now. subtle checking out is no different than doing it with no fucking shame. ]

You won't need a refund.

[marineris]

You know there's a fine line between confident and cocky, yeah?

[resleeves]

[ he did not. ]

I say what I mean. If that offends people's delicate sensibilities, they can find someone else to talk to.

[marineris]

Relax, cowboy.

[God, Alex is wearing off on her.]

I don't have "delicate sensibilities".

[resleeves]

You sure?

[ sounded like you might, bobbie. he was going to doubt you and your apparently gentle nature now. ]

[marineris]

Pretty damn sure. Something telling you otherwise?

[resleeves]

Intuition.

[ that good ole gut feeling. ]

It's usually right.

[marineris]

Rest assured, your intuition is crap.

[resleeves]

Touchy.

[ his intuition is great, thank you. ]

Your word against mine.

[marineris]

I'm feeling pretty confident.