Amanda Young (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
creatingalegacy) wrote2012-01-21 07:31 pm
creatingalegacy) wrote2012-01-21 07:31 pm
} 052 - [PUBLIC, VIDEO] - the (more awkward than) glorious return
[When the camera comes on, Amanda's room is visibly different; the bleak concrete warehouse space turned into a very small studio apartment between her departure and return. The apartment is pretty sparsely furnished, but it still looks much less stark and cold than her former setup.
Amanda herself looks fine, if a bit anxious. She feels incredibly out of place as a warden, but she's determined.]
So...
[There's slightly awkward pause.]
I'm back.
[Yet another, but shorter, pause.]
How long has it been since I left, in Barge-time? I spent two weeks in New York. Y'know, checking out what I left behind, setting things in order, that kind of shit. Getting closure.
[She resettles herself in the chair she's occupying, sitting up straighter and projecting an image of greater confidence. Even if she doesn't quite feel it, she wants everyone to think she does. Even her voice sounds more assured, bordering on her good ol' cocksure tone.]
I know I just got back and everything, but I'm all ready for the Admiral to give me an inmate. Can't start soon enough, as far as I'm concerned. Anyway, are there warden positions open in maintenance and repair or the engine room? Working with my hands helps me focus.
[She definitely has more detailed things to say about her trip, but right now, only to people she knows she can trust; at a later date, when it isn't all so fresh, she'll likely talk about it on a public filter.]
Amanda herself looks fine, if a bit anxious. She feels incredibly out of place as a warden, but she's determined.]
So...
[There's slightly awkward pause.]
I'm back.
[Yet another, but shorter, pause.]
How long has it been since I left, in Barge-time? I spent two weeks in New York. Y'know, checking out what I left behind, setting things in order, that kind of shit. Getting closure.
[She resettles herself in the chair she's occupying, sitting up straighter and projecting an image of greater confidence. Even if she doesn't quite feel it, she wants everyone to think she does. Even her voice sounds more assured, bordering on her good ol' cocksure tone.]
I know I just got back and everything, but I'm all ready for the Admiral to give me an inmate. Can't start soon enough, as far as I'm concerned. Anyway, are there warden positions open in maintenance and repair or the engine room? Working with my hands helps me focus.
[She definitely has more detailed things to say about her trip, but right now, only to people she knows she can trust; at a later date, when it isn't all so fresh, she'll likely talk about it on a public filter.]