[ Nonon's hand moves to the tempo of the music that's playing in the observatory. Maybe URSULA thought some music would help jumpstart some thought processes, who knows? Either way, Nonon isn't paying attention to anything but the music for a few seconds.
Her hand falls, and she finally turns, focused and expectant. ]
The muzak isn't terrible. [ That's praise even if she sounds like a person who loves sun commenting on a cloudy day. ] But what we obviously need is better music around here. Tell me you know something about music. Good music. Proper music.
[ She's reaching for a recording device. It's time for a jam session.
Have there been any instruments made or salvaged yet? Well. This will either be a great time or a terrible time. Hope for the best! ]
e. it's as beautiful as the northern lights
[ Nonon's eyes are bright, and she looks like she's sparkling with excitement. Every time a Reaper's roar echoes, her grin widens. The Aurora is a fantastic wreckage. The moment something creaks and a haunting voice can be heard in the distance, she points straight in that direction. Her ears are hard to trick. ]
C'mon, we won't find anything spectacular just waiting around! Get jazzed up! Let's go, let's go!
[ But wait, what is she doing fiddling with her communicator? Is that Instaclam? Is that Creepvine? Absolutely, she's going to put this experience up on both. Only a pleb wouldn't. ]
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e. it's as beautiful as the northern lights
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