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tvk2012-01-21 09:27 am
determinator) wrote in tvk2012-01-21 09:27 am
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♕ FIRST BATTLE | VIDEO
[Good morning, Prospero! Hopefully none of you are checking your messages this early, because if you do, you're in for some lovely shrieking histrionics!]
[The video feed starts out normally, with a rather unremarkable man examining the phone, dropping it, cussing, and scooping it back up. His movements are clumsy and uncoordinated; they're the sort one usually makes after being woken suddenly. That isn't all that far from the truth, actually. He shouldn't have woken up period. You see, Archer's dead.]
...Dammit, what the hell is this...?
[He doesn't seem to be talking about the phone anymore, as his attention has shifted elsewhere. He finally moves to get up off the bed... and promptly trips over himself. He's usually not this clumsy! It will just take him awhile to get used to being human again! After all, he was sporting a four-foot long gun-arm for awhile there! No big deal! It just makes moving a hell of a lot more difficult than he remembered.]
[Archer finally seems to notice the device is on and addresses it.]
Where the hell am I? What am I doing here? ...I suppose it's possible this is some sort of morphine-induced dream; this certainly can't be reality.
[Oh, he's also lacking a little something known as a "brain-to-mouth filter." Have fun with that! For the time being, he'll shut off the phone, having lost all interest in it.]
[The video feed starts out normally, with a rather unremarkable man examining the phone, dropping it, cussing, and scooping it back up. His movements are clumsy and uncoordinated; they're the sort one usually makes after being woken suddenly. That isn't all that far from the truth, actually. He shouldn't have woken up period. You see, Archer's dead.]
...Dammit, what the hell is this...?
[He doesn't seem to be talking about the phone anymore, as his attention has shifted elsewhere. He finally moves to get up off the bed... and promptly trips over himself. He's usually not this clumsy! It will just take him awhile to get used to being human again! After all, he was sporting a four-foot long gun-arm for awhile there! No big deal! It just makes moving a hell of a lot more difficult than he remembered.]
[Archer finally seems to notice the device is on and addresses it.]
Where the hell am I? What am I doing here? ...I suppose it's possible this is some sort of morphine-induced dream; this certainly can't be reality.
[Oh, he's also lacking a little something known as a "brain-to-mouth filter." Have fun with that! For the time being, he'll shut off the phone, having lost all interest in it.]
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There can only be one!]I... see. I've never heard of any of this. Where are you from?
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[Okay, hang on, we're lost again. France doesn't sound familiar at all.]
And... where are we currently?
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I've never heard of any of these places.
[It's not as though he's completely unfamiliar with the surrounding countries, after all.]
How far away is Amestris, then?
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[That's not a good sign at all, is it? Okay, so he must be somewhere far from home but... Then why are the people here speaking Amestrian? Okay, just, give him a moment to rub at his temples here.]
...What language are we speaking?
[He's going somewhere with this, he promises.]
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...Thank you for the information.
[He's rather confused now, but he'll figure it out! ...Eventually! ...Maybe!]
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