Voxophone I -- video

[beunbroken]

[UNLIKE her… friend? escort? companion? partner-in-crime?, Elizabeth had significantly less-trouble starting the network running. Probably because she paid attention to what was being told to her. What can she say? She picks things up pretty easily. After turning on the PC, she settles down in front of it, looking at it curiously. This is where the feed begins.]

Oh! Hello! You really can see my face! It's like a voxophone and a Kinetoscope all in one!

Right. My name's Elizabeth- I'm looking for a man? He's tall, brown hair, rugged-looking, scowls all the time, like this: [She contorts her face into an exaggerated scowl for a moment, before returning to an easier-to-look-at face.] His name is Booker Dewitt, and if anyone has seen him… Well, I hope he's here. [Did she actually just say that? Yes, yes she did.]

And if he's not? Well, then, hello!

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[beunbroken]

I've never been shopping! [And cue bouncy Elizabeth. SO MANY NEW THINGS TO EXPERIENCE.]

I can't wait! And can we go out for dinner, too? To a nice restaurant?

[washitaway]

[Okay, maybe he's cracking a tiny smile now. No immediate threat of death? No Songbird, Comstock, or Vox Populi to worry about? Okay.]

Let's not get too far ahead of ourselves. I'm not exactly swimmin' in money, here.

[beunbroken]

I have money! They gave me some when I arrived.

[washitaway]

[He's been working, but he also spent a good chunk of his nest egg at the bar already.]

Yeah, they gave me some, too, but I'm not sure how far it'll go.

[And he'd rather not fall into debt again.]

[beunbroken]

Well, then we'll find something else to do.

[No stealing this time. And certainly no giving away babies to Luteces.]

[washitaway]

I'm sure there's lots to do. Lots to see, anyway. I haven't seen all of it myself, yet.

[beunbroken]

Well, we're going to see it all.