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Not that I believe you're listening, Admiral, but I hardly required reassignment.
[There is a sharp intake of breath, and she makes a face at something on her vanity. She picks up what appears to be a chocolate chip cookie.]
Well, perhaps you are listening. Since I have your attention perhaps you'll tell me the name of your superior officer. If you're an Admiral, you must have one, a monarch at least.
[Her eye flicks to something on her vanity again, the only indication that viewers will get that he probably just gave her another cookie.]
Fine.
[There is a sharp intake of breath, and she makes a face at something on her vanity. She picks up what appears to be a chocolate chip cookie.]
Well, perhaps you are listening. Since I have your attention perhaps you'll tell me the name of your superior officer. If you're an Admiral, you must have one, a monarch at least.
[Her eye flicks to something on her vanity again, the only indication that viewers will get that he probably just gave her another cookie.]
Fine.
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Date: 2012-10-01 07:29 pm (UTC)From:I should know.
I've used it.
Whatever tier falls above him, I have to wonder whether it has a horrid sense of direction as well.
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Date: 2012-10-03 03:34 am (UTC)From:[He laughs lightly.]
I still suspect that the steering problem has more to do with the Admiral having the multiverse's best wet bar than anything else.