[video] backdated to the 17th

[quixotically]

Okay, it should be on, so --

[The video starts with a close-up of the lower part of a face. But then, Elle leans back, and the rest of her face comes into view. She grins.]

Awesome! Man, this is cool. Er -- Hi! I just got here today. Name's Elle, Elle Days, I recently signed on as a guide, so I've got training starting pretty soon, but I wanted to try this thing out. [She holds up a hand and wiggles her fingers in a wave, her smile widening.] So, uh. Hi.

I guess I could say a few things about myself? Sure, alright. Um... Back home, I do work as a courier. Which, really, means I do a little bit of everything, not just delivering mail or whatever. Running, gunning, exploring, throwing rocks at deathclaws... Getting into trouble. That sort of thing. Uh... I live in a casino-slash-skyscraper thing with my friends. Anddd... My favorite drink is Nuka-Cola. Um.

[There's a beeping noise. Elle glances to her left, and her grin is back.] Right! And I didn't come alone. I brought a friend along for the ride. [She adjusts her communicator so that a robot comes into view.] This is ED-E. ["Eddie."] He's what we call an eyebot. He's like a floating radio with lasers. And, a few other nifty tricks. Say hi, buddy.

[The robot bounces in the air and makes more beeping noises, cheerful this time.]

Oh! [The feed refocuses on Elle again. She leans in closer.] And, uh. Boone? Are you watching this, too? This is where you ran off to, right? [She smiles sheepishly.] Sorry to crash the party. But, they offered, and, I mean, d'you really think I would've said no? [Cue nervous laughter.]

Anyway, uh. I look forward to meeting all of you! Thanks. Um. Now to stop the...

Comments

[quixotically]

[Elle listens with rapt attention and eats it all up.]

Whoooaaa. So he was pretty impressive... No wonder there are so many golf courses everywhere. It's too bad that most people don't remember anything about him, back where I'm from. That's a pretty good story.

[what_ho_jeeves]

And a splendid game for the keen of eye and strong of arm. [Things that Bertie thinks he is.]

[quixotically]

Really? How do you play? Is it a lot of fun?

[what_ho_jeeves]

I would offer a demonstration, but there isn't a suitable golf course here. It's a topping way to spend an afternoon, provided that one is not accosted by dogs, or bogged in a sand trap, or encircled by trees with the green nowhere in sight.

[quixotically]

[Accosted by dogs = wild rabid dogs or cyberdogs.

Bogged in a sand trap = quicksand trap?? WHO WOULD DO THAT.

Encircled by trees with the green nowhere in sight = random grove of trees with no grass anywhere? Which she guesses makes sense, if there's sand.]

Wow. It sounds like a pretty stressful game... What do you get if you win? [What's the reward for all this risk?]

[what_ho_jeeves]

[Bertie thinks that it really is as terrible as all that when it's not going well.]

Sometimes a trophy, but more often just the admiration of your friends and other spectators.

[quixotically]

Jeez.

Maybe you all should pick up something safer, if you're just competing for bragging rights. Like, I dunno, caravan or something. That's just a card game.

[what_ho_jeeves]

Oh, we play cards as well, but I generally put a limit on my card playing. A man could lose a fortune that way.

[Gambling is one area where Bertie is at least slightly responsible. He gambles some, but not too often and never beyond his means.]

[quixotically]

Sure, if you're bad at it. [A tease. Elle grins widely.] You're right, though, that's very smart of you. I always do really good at the card tables, myself, so I try not to play too much, 'cause I just make people mad when I do.

[what_ho_jeeves]

The fear of card sharps is very strong. Did you know I once knew a fellow who lost the east wing of his own house in a card game?

[quixotically]

Just the east wing? How does that work?

[what_ho_jeeves]

I don't rightly know. His wife was pipped about it, no mistake. Banned all gambling from the premises of her home and lands henceforth.

[quixotically]

It's a good thing you've learned from your friend's mistakes. My city's full of casinos, so there are a lot of people who come to strike it rich, only to end up stuck in town with nowhere to stay and no money for food because they blew it all.

[what_ho_jeeves]

Even if I were inclined to gamble away my inheritance, I'm sure that Jeeves would ably prevent such a thing from happening.

[quixotically]

Yeah... There are a few friends who help hold me accountable, too. Not with money, exactly, but, y'know, with things like... throwing rocks at deathclaws.

Which... means it's probably a good thing that one of 'em's already here. [Ahehehehe.]