quackery: commissioned art, please dns! (Default)
a candygram of hope ([personal profile] quackery) wrote2013-07-06 06:52 pm

ic contact for exsilium



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speakveryclearly: Kanaya looking up, faintly (Detached)

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[personal profile] speakveryclearly 2014-01-15 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hi..." she says as she turns around to face Ahiru, since humans generally consider that kind of thing polite. (What if: Ahiru is lying, and this has been an elaborate gambit to gain trust. More far-fetched betrayals have happened on Earth. She does not, even now, completely dismiss this thought, only determines its irrelevance.)

"Stephanie and I are going to make a post about Department reforms," she explains. They had spent a long time planning it too. She hoped this was going to help people now that they'd finally gotten their act together. (With their luck, however, another drastic change was probably on the horizon.)

And then Ahiru asks about the necklace - which Kanaya takes between her first two fingers and tugs up, just enough that the entire chain is visible but not the pendant. The question is written all over her face: This???
speakveryclearly: Kanaya in ivory, pointing out a problem with a raised arm and trying not to be petulant. (Dissatisfaction)

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[personal profile] speakveryclearly 2014-01-19 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
She does not immediately answer the second question; her expression sours a little, like a maligned magpie, and her arm slowly rocks up and down compulsively, while her elbow is braced on the armrest as she tried to take a conversational stance. Her glow fluctuates in the same way, subtle in a way that suggests the possibility for change to gradually growing. At the crest of the necklace's trajectory, a hint of the charm is visible: Two protruding little pieces, like white rosethorns.

Kanaya opts to focus on the first question: "The liaisons used to focus on informing the population at large of the Initiative's mandatory missions, which are a thing of the past, unfortunately. The greeters need to re-evaluate their strategy altogether with Jesse Pinkman out of the picture."
speakveryclearly: Kanaya rendered with ugly realism, staring at the viewer like rotten meat. (Undead)

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[personal profile] speakveryclearly 2014-01-21 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
"The AI has recently committed itself to generating a wide variety of extremely productive mission possibilities." Her tone tastes like oversteeped tea that is getting cold, which is what happens to a drink when only a few people take little sips out of the kettle after it first boils.

"With luck we'll be able to devote staff, for delegating missions and raising awareness of our resources. It's all about information and mobilization. That used to be our primary strength, in this war, but now it's become our main weakness." Soldier Blue hasn't announced his intentions for information-gathering missions yet, leaving them almost completely in the dark about the United Earth's current capabilities and conspiracies.

"There's also some work on winter supply distribution," she adds as an afterthought. That's the kind of thing you'd be interested in.
speakveryclearly: Kanaya, white as cinderblocks, burning with platonic hate manifest in a dark squiggle over her head. (Bitter)

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[personal profile] speakveryclearly 2014-01-23 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Proliferation continues to pose a logistical problem." Kanaya's expression turns resentful, though that ire isn't directed at Ahiru but the new transports. "You always get a few transports wandering out on their own in the middle of a snowfield grumbling about how cruel the Initiative has been to him for lack of supplies, walking right past the aliens offering them whatever they want in sweet albeit shrill voices."
speakveryclearly: Kanaya, chin in hands, looks over, eyes narrowed, at sad Karkat sitting right beside her. Diamond hangs in the air. (Unrequited)

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[personal profile] speakveryclearly 2014-01-23 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, yeah..." Her elbow sinks into the couch a little harder. "I really miss having Initiative officials to whom we could report. I work with Vennett, of course, but it's just not the same. They're not administration, you know? There's no chain of command anymore."

She sighs a little. "Even though other people probably found that restrictive. I liked the structure."