001: [Video]
[The Guide switches on, and it focuses on Pip, rummaging inside his pockets for a carton of cigarettes that he just can't seem to find. He clicks his tongue, and then gives up on the search, his expression something between exasperation and fatigue. When he speaks, even with the babelfish, his voice may be tinged with what can be recognized as a French accent.]
This is a pretty place for Hell, isn't it. Thought I'd finally found my place to die, but here I am.
[Sardonic little grin, here. He's done with the paperwork, so he's just sitting down on a bench, eying an alien and raising a brow.]
So we've all gone to hell and found ourselves on a spaceship? And here I thought things couldn't get weirder than being hired by vampires to take care of a bunch of undead Nazis.
[A shrug, and he clicks his tongue again.]
Merde. I need a smoke.
This is a pretty place for Hell, isn't it. Thought I'd finally found my place to die, but here I am.
[Sardonic little grin, here. He's done with the paperwork, so he's just sitting down on a bench, eying an alien and raising a brow.]
So we've all gone to hell and found ourselves on a spaceship? And here I thought things couldn't get weirder than being hired by vampires to take care of a bunch of undead Nazis.
[A shrug, and he clicks his tongue again.]
Merde. I need a smoke.