Operator Grave Moss
Meeting Room
March 8 - 3:35 PM
Blacksteel Worldwide Landship
A hollow *tonk* rings out at the impact of the eraser and the blue haired operator. A long moment passes before Grave Moss's voice echoes out, muffled by her arms and the table.
"Good~____Nnmphmorning~____Grave is____notasleep~"
Lifting her head up, resting her chin on her folded arms sleepy red eyes never quite focus on Jordan properly as she gives her second briefing, but she at least is apparently taking in the information. She can't remember how many briefings like this she had been in before, they all blurred together in her head. It's okay, the in charge person always likes talking, and it gives her more time when she doesn't have to be doing anything so it's okay for her.
"Ah~____Tea in the snow sounds nice~____Maybe we can~____have a nice break~"
"After we finish~____the mission then~?____Nnnn~ "
Grave Moss's head lulls to one side, wondering what kind of tea would be good in the snow? Maybe, she could take a nap in the snow too? That sounds pleasant.
A long pause as the other operators chatter about this and that.
The image up on the projector finally clicks in her head as the unit structure is revealed.
"Nnnn~____Miss hot Sarah lady~?____Grave is going to be the leader~?"
Rubies finally coming into focus, bearing their extreme confusion at this. She had never lead anyone before, everyone always kept running on ahead forward and dying. The job didn't sound hard though, just opening a door.
"Miss grumpy~____Grapevine doctor looks older, so~____shouldn't they be in charge~?"