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amateur photographer seeks unwitting subjects for technology study, apply within [open]
Ca-chick! Sure, maybe cameras weren't meant to make that noise. The ones she was used to had been more of a puff of air, a soft click, and then a bright flash of light when the bulb went off. This still had the flash, if it didn't always go, and some option that recorded video. Armed with a new toy she could actually sort-of almost work, Sakura was ready for action.
Which was turning into a day alternating between work and getting around the ship with her camera, taking snapshots of just about any- and everything. She was out by the Great Wall, in the Art Hall, slipping through various parts of the City, and even trying for some reason or another to document the Mess Hall and Medical Labs. Then there was the time she was sitting out by the railroad tracks, waiting for the train to come by, or pacing outside the Atori Teahouse looking for the best angle for a shot of the place.
Beware, crew members, should her path cross with yours, you may be next!
Ca-chick! Flash!
If it's not all that intimidating...
"Not again!"
... Considering she just half-blinded herself after accidentally setting a five second timer and turning the camera around to see why it wasn't taking the picture she was aiming for.
[ ooc: Excuse for photographic and/or video evidence of people running around as children? Say it ain't so, Jack, say it ain't so! I mean, there's lots of other things to photograph as well! ]
Which was turning into a day alternating between work and getting around the ship with her camera, taking snapshots of just about any- and everything. She was out by the Great Wall, in the Art Hall, slipping through various parts of the City, and even trying for some reason or another to document the Mess Hall and Medical Labs. Then there was the time she was sitting out by the railroad tracks, waiting for the train to come by, or pacing outside the Atori Teahouse looking for the best angle for a shot of the place.
Beware, crew members, should her path cross with yours, you may be next!
Ca-chick! Flash!
If it's not all that intimidating...
"Not again!"
... Considering she just half-blinded herself after accidentally setting a five second timer and turning the camera around to see why it wasn't taking the picture she was aiming for.
[ ooc: Excuse for photographic and/or video evidence of people running around as children? Say it ain't so, Jack, say it ain't so! I mean, there's lots of other things to photograph as well! ]
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"Sure, but you tell me what the pictures say. If you can look at them and forget they're you." He offered the camera back. "You want to commemorate, you can't just point it at 'em and demand people say cheese. You've got to bring out parts of them they wouldn't normally show a camera!"
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Candid shots and shinobi stalking tendencies aside.
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Goodness, she hadn't been stalking people for the express purpose of gaining blackmail worthy material, if it was certainly could have been a goal. If she were a more invasive person.
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"...If it helps, any, when this whole mess is over I'm probably gonna spend some time tracking down some of the worlds when we get them back. Just for curiosity's sake!" Before she got any ideas that he actually cared about any of the people in this damn ship! "It's not THAT big a cosmos to an Overlord."
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"That's supposed to help with the blackmail?" Sakura found herself raising an eyebrow at that particular logic. "Sounds like more of a way to justify the means for the sake of the end. Not that people don't need to concentrate on working together in order to get to anything other than a dead end, but fear, of you, of discovery, isn't usually the best way to unify a group. Not in my experience, at least." Things had a habit of falling apart along the way, since the level of self-interest that came out of being able to be blackmailed didn't always equate into recognizing a greater need over your own.
Then again, who knows? Stranger things have probably worked throughout history.
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It was kind of hilarious that a self-proclaimed Demon Overlord would be looking to help make sure there was no final goodbye for some people. "If saving memories isn't always about being afraid there's going to be some time where you'll never see someone again. Point heard, Overlord." Her salute was brief (and two-fingered; who saluted anyone where she was from?).
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"Don't get me wrong, it IS good to make some memories worth having on the shop, too." He grinned back at her.
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Sakura snorted in amusement. "Glad we both can agree on that much. We'll need those, sooner or later. Probably sooner."
LIKE IF MELTING CLOCK MELTED AWAY PEOPLE! Or they had more run ins with the Ohm. Or the ship released more horrible secrets she didn't even know about. Or -- the what if list ran on for some length.
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"If you need one? Make one," the Overlord said confidently. "Don't sit around waiting for one!"
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"Already working on that," she said with a grin and a -- wink.
...
Overlord what have you done. "Thanks for the reminder!" She sounds sincerely thankful!
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The Overlord feared nothing and no one -- not even the whims of teenage girls. He'd certainly endured enough of them in the past few months; he'd built up a certain level of immunity.
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She somehow doubted they did.