THE WHITE NAVI’S EYES FLICKED FROM THE MESSAGE BOARD TO SHADEMAN’S FIGURE BEFORE LOOKING WORRIEDLY BACK AT THE BOARD. SHE FROWNED AS THOUGH SHE WERE UPSET THAT SHE MIGHT HAVE MISSED SOMETHING, THOUGH TO BE HONEST THERE WASN’T MUCH OF AN UPDATE. IT WASN’T THAT SHE MEANT TO BE RUDE TO THE DAPPER NAVI STANDING NEXT TO HER, SHE JUST DIDN’T WANT TO MESS UP HER FIRST ASSIGNMENT. SHE WAS BRAND NEW, AFTER ALL, AND SHE WANTED TO IMPRESS HER OPERATOR VERY MUCH.
“I WOULD ACTUALLY APPRECIATE THAT VERY MUCH.” HER VOICE WAS QUIET, ALMOST PAINFULLY SO— THOUGH WITH SHADEMAN.EXE’S BAT-LIKE PROGRAMMING, IT WAS DOUBTFUL THAT HER VOICE WOULD BE DIFFICULT FOR HIM TO HEAR, AT LEAST. WHEN SHE SPOKE, SHE DIDN’T MAKE EYE CONTACT. IF SHE WASN’T LOOKING AT THE BOARD, SHE WAS EITHER LOOKING AT HER OWN DRESS’ TRAIN OR SHADEMAN’S FEET. IT SEEMED THAT SHE WAS JUST AS TINY IN CONFIDENCE AS SHE WAS IN STATURE.
“MY OPERATOR SENT ME HERE TO SEE IF SOMEONE HAD RESPONDED TO HER BATTLE CHIP INQUIRIES. IT DOESN’T LOOK LIKE THERE’S ANYTHING HERE SO FAR. IT’S BEEN A SLOW DAY FOR HER… OR MAYBE I JUST MISSED A MESSAGE. I HOPE NOT, I DON’T WANT TO GET YELLED AT ON MY VERY FIRST ASSIGNMENT…” HER VOICE STARTED TO TRAIL OFF IN THE MIDDLE OF HER WORDS, AND IT WAS BARELY ABOVE A MUMBLE BY THE TIME SHE HAD FINISHED.
“IF YOU DON’T MIND WAITING FOR JUST A MOMENT LONGER, SIR… I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY SOMEONE WOULDN’T WANT TO BUY THIS…”
“Did I hear you correctly?” He showed an exaggerated look of surprise on his face. “Your operator sent you all the way down here on your first assignment? Well, I imagine they must have an incredible amount of faith in you.”
Before he attempted to pry any more words from her, he realized it’d be best to wait until the navi was finished with their work. She didn’t seem to be particularly fond of speaking at all. This gave him time to address those nagging thoughts still floating around in his head. “She mentioned something about selling a Battle Chip…nothing too peculiar about that, it’s a common topic discussed on the- Wait a minute.”
He noticed a reply had appeared on the bulletin board. It was regarding the battle chip that the white navi was so preoccupied with, but what grabbed his attention so suddenly was the name of the original sender.
“Rose? Short for…Rosalyn? That name sounds so oddly familiar. No, it couldn’t be…”
A wave of uneasiness flowed over him, as he pulled in a strained gasp of air. His original plan of: “Graciously lead away the pure-white navi to a more isolated area and invite them to dinner” soon came crumbling apart. If his assumptions were correct, the seemingly powerless navi standing to his side had now become the largest threat to his own existence. Should anything happen to this navi, all fingers would be pointed at him.
“I should have known Laserman would have tried to get back at me for that. That elusive bastard.”
His thoughts returned back to his previous offer of escorting her out of the Undernet. This still seemed like an excellent idea, as it would allow him to confirm the identity of the navi’s operator and secure the return of this fragile package.
He relaxed himself and attempted to return to his calm, inviting nature before he spoke to her: “Well, I am ready whenever you are. Simply lead the way miss…ah, I don’t believe I ever caught your name.”
((OOC: Still struggling with the capslock rage. This is getting to be slightly humorous, I must say.))