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vestigenet2021-01-17 07:49 pm
earthshine) wrote in vestigenet2021-01-17 07:49 pm
video; @body.snatcher
[ that’s cool. hours after being revived through what will only be referred to as space magic, shiro here has been abducted and unloaded for some good ol’ torture an’ death. hold up, let him get out his tally sheet:
abductions: III
fodder for ptsd: ∞
maiming: III
deaths: I
rookie numbers but chances for boosting those tallies are lookin’ good!
speaking of lookin’ good: the video feed opens to shiro’s face. a bit disheveled, a touch exhausted, a whole lot perturbed, he keeps it together for roughly two seconds before he breaks on a sigh. okay, maybe he wasn’t as ready to make an announcement as he’d originally thought. ]
I guess it was too much to hope that this time Earth’s welcome would be better than my last return.
[ dry, very dry, the humor helps dispel his spiking annoyance. ]
Points for originality. [ been there, done that comes to mind, nonetheless. just another dire circumstance to add to the pile. ]
Right. I’m Takashi Shirogane. I’m a new arrival.
[ features setting to an expression more neutral, it’s easy to fall into the more reliable routine of diplomacy. authoritative, matter-of-fact, he sums it all up rather quickly with: ]
I have the pamphlet. The archive. The general gist of what is… happening. [ supposedly happening - but he won’t voice that. it seems far-fetched… though, being abducted by purple aliens waging a ten-thousand year long intergalactic war to take over the universe would have sounded like a b sci-fi movie a couple years ago. so.
clears his throat, refocuses and-- there’s the slightest tell in the waver in his voice and the half-curl of his mouth, the wisp of a smile self-deprecating. ]
Anyway. I’m what you’d call… a little rough right now. [ and he angles the phone, the angle showing more of himself, namely the hub at his right shoulder. ] But even if I don’t have two working hands, I’d like to lend one, in any way to help.
abductions: III
fodder for ptsd: ∞
maiming: III
deaths: I
rookie numbers but chances for boosting those tallies are lookin’ good!
speaking of lookin’ good: the video feed opens to shiro’s face. a bit disheveled, a touch exhausted, a whole lot perturbed, he keeps it together for roughly two seconds before he breaks on a sigh. okay, maybe he wasn’t as ready to make an announcement as he’d originally thought. ]
I guess it was too much to hope that this time Earth’s welcome would be better than my last return.
[ dry, very dry, the humor helps dispel his spiking annoyance. ]
Points for originality. [ been there, done that comes to mind, nonetheless. just another dire circumstance to add to the pile. ]
Right. I’m Takashi Shirogane. I’m a new arrival.
[ features setting to an expression more neutral, it’s easy to fall into the more reliable routine of diplomacy. authoritative, matter-of-fact, he sums it all up rather quickly with: ]
I have the pamphlet. The archive. The general gist of what is… happening. [ supposedly happening - but he won’t voice that. it seems far-fetched… though, being abducted by purple aliens waging a ten-thousand year long intergalactic war to take over the universe would have sounded like a b sci-fi movie a couple years ago. so.
clears his throat, refocuses and-- there’s the slightest tell in the waver in his voice and the half-curl of his mouth, the wisp of a smile self-deprecating. ]
Anyway. I’m what you’d call… a little rough right now. [ and he angles the phone, the angle showing more of himself, namely the hub at his right shoulder. ] But even if I don’t have two working hands, I’d like to lend one, in any way to help.
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Alright, sounds like that's our priority, before we even think about building a new arm. We need to run a full diagnostic on what's left of this-- Galran? Don't know who they are-- this Galran tech, and make sure you're not accidentally going to become a threat to anyone once you're two handed again.
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Yeah, that’s-- yeah. Smart. I’d rather be without an arm than hurt any of you. [ in fact, if the remains are compromised, he might not be opposed to the idea of taking his chances and having it ripped out. hopefully she’s as good at dismantling an arm as she is at making one.
but. that’s something to ask if they get to that point. for now: ] Do you need me to get anything for it? Supplies? Or do you have everything you need to run it?
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[ Hopefully. Not knowing the people who made the tech means there's a possibility her sensors will be completely incompatible. But she's confident she can make it work. ]
Where can I find you?