1.1 - Hydrogen. [Voice]

[alchemicals]

Okay, so, this is...

[Well, whatever this is, it's coming from someone clearly not familiar with the concept of cell phones; his voice quiets for approximately two seconds - just long enough to mutter a soft, disgruntled "This feels so stupid..." before he continues on at the same volume he had been speaking at before.

"The same volume" being one that implies he's holding the phone about a foot from his face and yelling into it.]

Yeah, so I'm out of flagpoles to run things up and no one's saluting anyway, so I thought I'd give this...radio thing a try. This is Lieutenant Colonel Kimbley of the Amestrian military - I guess I can appreciate your medical support, but this whole situation here stopped being okay as soon as this place stopped being Liore. If you want to tell me who you are or why you brought me here, that'd be great - otherwise there's going to be some problems, like your little city going up in flames.

[More fidgeting with the phone; awkward awkward awkward, I think I'm a hostage and what's this.]

Anyway. Right. Answers would be good. You have half an hour to return the damn transmission - I'd suggest you start with the answers before I start with the fireworks, this place looks like it'll go up real easy.

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[Voice]

[harpbeat]

You'll only reach other captives this way, you know. And it would be a terrible shame if you were to blow out an eardrum!

[Voice]

[alchemicals]

I wouldn't be too worried about that, if I were you - I know what I'm doing, I've been around that sort of thing for a while.

And who's this, if I can ask?

[Voice]

[harpbeat]

Eater. I'm only a minstrel, so I suppose you would know more about explosives, but it still seems like a terrible idea.

[truthsnomiracle]

HOLD IT!

Do not act in haste, lest you find yourself under arrest! You are no longer anyplace where you possess any form of demolitions license or military sanction -- or, for that matter, where there is any legal record of your existence at all.

[alchemicals]

"Demolitions license"? What the hell do you think I am? No, what I do has never required that sort of thing; I guess you could say I'm under private employ.

[truthsnomiracle]

I think that you're a man with confidence in his skills, but no remaining empathy -- provided, of course, that you possessed any such basic humanity to begin with.

[assaultedramen]

Great, another punk who thinks he can go around destroying things because he can't get what he wants.

[alchemicals]

Oh, you think this is just a tantrum or something? That's cute. Real cute.

[assaultedramen]

It's what it sounds like.

[scorpiospider]

Betcha you can't do it.

[alchemicals]

Yeah? How much are you willing to put on it?

[VIDEO]

[determinator]

[...That voice...!]

[No. It can't be. He's dead. ...Well, technically Archer's dead and he's here...]

[No. He's not going to get his hopes up. It's not possible--]

[...He just said "Lieutenant Colonel Kimbley" didn't he.]

Kimbley?

[Archer knows how to respond with the video; he's not familiar with the voice function. He's also not going to stop to try to figure it out. This does have the drawback of showing just how gleeful he is at the possibility of this actually being Kimbley.]

Well, I suppose you'd better hold off on the "fireworks," you wouldn't want to harm your commanding officer, now would you?

[voice] - 1/2

[alchemicals]

[...WHOA WHOA WHOA WHAT]

Holy- ...this thing gets pictures?

[voice] - 2/2

[alchemicals]

[Okay, now that he's recovered from damn near dropping the phone, let's get to business here or something - ]

...Archer...?

[oh my god Archer

can you not look so fuckin' happy there, man

it

it's not a good look for you, man, no offense

it's kinda creepy tbh]

[voice] - ...3/2

[alchemicals]

[All right! Okay, light teasing mode is go because it is good to see you, man.

Even if that is a damn creepy expression.]

Ah, yeah. Wouldn't dream of it. Sir.

Voice

[oneinamillion]

N-now hold on just a moment!

Lieutenant, was it? I myself am still a bit hazy on the details, but I don't believe any of this is foul play. Could you possibly hold off on those "fireworks" of yours?

Voice

[alchemicals]

Lieutenant Colonel - got to skip all that 'Lieutenant' business from the start. But you sound like you have ideas...care to share?

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[yewbow]

[Oh, a newcomer? And not exactly Archer's type.

Have a trolling in return, dude.]

I know who brought you here.

[voice]

[alchemicals]

[Well, this one's from technologically backwards 1915, so don't expect him to have figured out how to switch modes on this thing.]

Then I suggest you start talking.

[Voice]

[needsteaplz]

For the love of all things holy, do NOT try to blow things up! You're not going to find the answers and help you need with violence. Geeze.

Also, that's not a radio. It's a phone that allows you to communicate via voice, videos and text. Think of it as an advanced model to what you're used to.

[Voice]

[alchemicals]

An advanced model, huh?

[And here will just be some vague shuffling noises while he turns it over; sorry, you weren't expecting confirmation that he's not blowing everyone to kingdom come, were you?

He'll be back in a moment, just...give him a sec...]

And who might I be talking to? Someone with answers, or someone in the same sinking ship?

video;

[kitsunemimi]

[ The video will flicker on to this girl, bright eyed and literally bushy-tailed, watching the man on the phone. She grins. ]

Tamamo!

And what if Tamamo likes fireworks?

voice

[alchemicals]

[...uh. Okay, there are many things wrong here, but let's just...play it off like we're still in control. Or. Something.]

Well, then Tamamo is in for a real nice display pretty soon if no one starts providing answers.

[enjoymyatelier]

Well, you're certainly making a wonderful first impression.

[KAYNETH, NO, REMEMBER THE FOUNDATIONS...]

[alchemicals]

I'm not exactly here to make friends.