“It’s been said that cameras tend to add at least ten pounds to their subject. In the case of Milena and Ivana Sekulovich, with all the gear they have on….it adds a marginal bit of difference, really. Like myself and my colleague Connie, we’re laden down with plenty of gear. Even the use of portable telestorage buffer units doesn’t make much of a difference. This is roughing it, on the hunt. As my dad always said, “Mija--sometimes, you gotta work to get what you want.’ And well, pops, I’m working a double shift to get what I want today.
And what I wanted was a story on that up and coming DornTube star, Ivana Sekulovich. Nice lady. Has a determined ‘wild woman’ sort of persona in all her videos. Reviews tools and outdoor gear and hunting blasters with the same sort of conviction and fervor that seizes someone….
Alejandra stopped, her cat ears and tail twitching as she was pondering what was to happen next in her writings. She had so far spouted a litany of interesting pseudo-intellectual language to describe her subjects, who were right now taking a break for a few moments in the interior and filming themselves a bit.
Ivana and Milena Sekulovich were their names. They were a pair of twins, both of them young women in their twenties. They had wolves' ears and tails. Well, one of their tails was visible. The other was inside of a suit of power armor--a T-51ZE1 series model. It would resemble the old T-51 in terms of general outlines, but at the same time, it looked a bit more form fitting and less bulky, with plates which seemed less clunky than in the past. It was colored in Yugoslav M89 pattern camouflage--pretty much a traditional color for the Serbian Forest Sisters or "Bonks" as they were more often known--and had a modified helmet which was currently off as the lady spoke into the other Bonk's camera. The other Bonk was wearing her own BDUs, and holding a small holocamera to record her sister. Ivana was greeting her audience in the usual style, proclaiming, "Hello and woof woof to all my homies! This is Ivana Huntalot, and we are filming from the Eridani Imperium. Currently..."
"Piece of work, isn't she?"
Alejandra turned around, seeing the fourth Dornalian in the squad. Connie Oosthuizen stood tall, and had her 40MW Plasma Rifle--a common civilian plasgun made in Siristad County--shouldered. She had the rifle colored in a sort of mottled brown and green camo, mostly to cut down on glare. She seemed bemused at the two Bonks.
Alejandra herself could only reply, with a smirk, "Yeah. I mean, she's not a bad person, thankfully. She seems awfully fond of that camera though."
Connie said, shaking her head, "Indeed." Shrugging, she added, "Well, to each their own. Besides, we're on the hunt of a life time. I think if that would be something to record, then that would be something to record."
"No kidding," Alejandra said, getting up off the rock she was sitting upon, dusting herself off slightly.
Connie looked at the small tablet, and noted Alejandra was writing her story down. Alejandra said, raising an eyebrow, "Ah. I see you noticed the piece."
"A bit," Connie said. With a smirk, she added, "I mean, for fuck's sake, you've only spoken into it six times, to revise it."
"Yeah. I guess I got writer's block, y'know? I mean, I have these notes down, but well....somehow it isn't coming together right now."
Connie then said, patting her companion on the back, "I wouldn't worry, Al. The words will come. Eventually." Looking at Ivana flashing a peace sign into the camera, Connie added wryly, "I mean, with material like that...."
"Point taken, my good friend. Point taken." Alejandra then said, coughing, "Right. Let's focus on the job at hand. The one we came here for last night."
"Dragon hunt?"
To Connie's question, Alejandra said simply, "Dragon hunt. Now, let's see what our guide's up to." Walking by the Sekulovich sisters, Alejandra said, "Anyone seen Agnar?"
Milena pointed to Agnar, who was coming up their way....