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smk_network2020-10-26 11:27 am
beancounter) wrote in smk_network2020-10-26 11:27 am
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It’s Too Late to Say Goodbye (backdated to Oct. 18)
[The feed clicks on, showing a slightly-anxious looking Fenton. He’s fiddling with his tie in his hands, and – if one is looking closely – there’s a sort of sadness around his expression as well, although he’s trying to hide it, offering the camera a weak smile.]
Ah. Hello, everyone. I don’t often make announcements like this, but... I figured in this case... [It was important? He was the first one to know, so it naturally fell to him? Fenton didn’t know how to end that sentence, so he shrugged, then took in a deep breath.]
For everyone that knew her... Webby’s gone back home. [His smile faltered, then grew a bit more nervous as he chuckled softly.] She’s okay. She was missing everyone back home, and had a lot of things to do, there... I know she wouldn’t want anyone here to be sad that she’s left.
[A small, contemplative frown this time, for a second, and then another shrug, looking aside.] And... you never know. She might come back. She might not, but... well... that’s the way this place works, isn’t it? [He reached up and scratched the back of his head, continuing on in a small voice.] Even if we haven’t had any examples of something like that, yet.
[He cleared his throat, and faced the camera again.] So... ahh... that’s all I wanted to tell everyone. Thank you. Sorry. um... [He reaches up to turn off the feed.]
Ah. Hello, everyone. I don’t often make announcements like this, but... I figured in this case... [It was important? He was the first one to know, so it naturally fell to him? Fenton didn’t know how to end that sentence, so he shrugged, then took in a deep breath.]
For everyone that knew her... Webby’s gone back home. [His smile faltered, then grew a bit more nervous as he chuckled softly.] She’s okay. She was missing everyone back home, and had a lot of things to do, there... I know she wouldn’t want anyone here to be sad that she’s left.
[A small, contemplative frown this time, for a second, and then another shrug, looking aside.] And... you never know. She might come back. She might not, but... well... that’s the way this place works, isn’t it? [He reached up and scratched the back of his head, continuing on in a small voice.] Even if we haven’t had any examples of something like that, yet.
[He cleared his throat, and faced the camera again.] So... ahh... that’s all I wanted to tell everyone. Thank you. Sorry. um... [He reaches up to turn off the feed.]