video ☣ fleetwide

[gunslinger]

Who: Jr. & you!
Broadcast: Video (Fleetwide)
Action: Marsiva!
When: nowiiiish

[ If the communicator enjoys being on when someone's still waking up, it's in for the usual wtfery treat, and the deceptively boyish voice of this little dude isn't going to soften the language any. He awakens quickly, knocking the communicator right onto the floor in his hurry to jump up, the visual now of the ceiling. ]

What the hell?! Where—

[ There's some shuffling and then hurried clacks of boots darting across the room (checking out that window) and then quietly lingering near some of the video screens. Angry yes, but he wants to figure out what's going on before he panics. It's only a minute or two with muffled sounds in the backgrounds before he runs off to explore, can you blame him? It's another ten minutes before a distant: ]

Sons of bitches!

[ is released off-screen, and those clacking steps close back in with surprising speed, the communicator jarring around so his face can come into view, and it's not a happy face (but still a kid's face). Not enough info, and he can't find anyone who has real answers. ]

Hey! Where are my guns?! Atromos! You another Testament?! You watching in your crystal ball, and you want a show?! [ Literally shouted like this is NOTHING NEW to him, despite his angrypants. ] You think I care? Can't even lock me up for real? You're either lazy or cocky!

[ Good luck even getting a word in, friends, as he's off destroying as much as he can. If something can be knocked onto the floor, it's gonna be. If he can grab it and smash it, he's gonna. If a telekinetic blast can slam it into a wall, then bam. It's not just a rage fit; he wants to piss someone off enough to lure them out for confrontation. Then maybe he'll get somewhere. ]

Hey, hey, your ship is a pile of crap. I've seen better ships flushed into Federation scrapyards! Uglier than sin and the charm's kinda lost with this tacky communication gear. It's better off this way, trust me —

[ A few lights shatter in bursts as he walks down a hall, but his tone is actually growing calmer (if sharper). ]

— but if you don't think so, you better come and join the party or tell me where my friends and crew are.

Comments

[save_the_souls]

Tim, pause the recording. [The recording freezes and the sounds from it halt when Jr. starts asking questions. Allen removes his hand from holding Tim and steps to the side. Timcanpy still hovers in the air with the image without his support.]

Sometimes, but I have a tendency to cheat when money's involved.

[he shrugs before he continues on.] But yes, when things were peaceful, sometimes we'd play games. [You know, like friends do sometimes. He starts pointing to the people] That's Ino, she's here in the fleet too. You'll probably meet her soon. [He walks around the image as he talks] That's Lavi, he's one of my comrades and as far as I know, he's back in our time period. And that's Arthur, he's- [-Dead. Also the legendary Arthur. Neither topic he wants to delve into right now, so time to say something that'll shut down that discussion] - He's my ex, and not here either. I don't like talking about him.

[Well, at least it was an honest answer]

[gunslinger]

[ Names. Names he tries to remember! Ex? Whatever, those details aren't important to him beyond the fact that...apparently they're details he should have already known. Huh?

What kind of guy admits to cheating? Is that a psych move? Would it be strange for Jr. to call him a liar now or even more fitting? What to do! ]

Uhhh.... Wait, so how long was I there? How much time did I forget...if I'm supposed to believe this?

[ Which will also hint to Jr. how close they might have been. If Jr. is around people for long enough, he knows secrets around bound to come out. ]

[save_the_souls]

[Truth be told, it is a bit of a psych move. Allen knows damn well Jr is a cautious person, and all the proof in the world alone wouldn't be enough to convince him. He'll find some way to try to poke holes in it. So there really was no point in hiding information from him. Especially if the information makes them seem a bit more human.]

[Jr. was a cautious person, but he was a person who tended to be moved more by feelings than most cautious sorts. So. yeah. He may be pulling some well intended psych moves. Sorry bro. Cheaters always cheat.]

I think...it was about three years? Three and a half? Somewhere around there.

[in other words, he knows a lot Jr. A lot]

[gunslinger]

[ There is an art to being both cautious and reckless! That art may have something to do with being locked in a kid's body, or maybe it's just all this interdimensional travel. It's gotta make for the x factors!

This is some serious shit he'll have to mull over, though. Like— If this is to be believed, he's known Allen and Ino (theoretically) longer than he's known MOMO or Shion. SO MUCH could happen in three years, and he knows that. This feels invasive on a level he can't grasp, and that isn't particularly Allen's fault (but he is currently the easiest target). ]

No way.

[save_the_souls]

[Annnd here comes the rejection part. One of the parts Allen hates the most. Even if he understands the reasons behind it...it's hard for it not to feel hurt hearing that from a friend]

I know it's confusing and hard to believe...but it's the truth.

[gunslinger]

[ Damn but does the strange guy look like a kicked puppy. Of course, Jr. understands (better than anyone) how deceiving appearances can be. That extends to acting. It's easier, even more natural, to believe that these people are lying over the insane alternative.

But Jr.'s experienced too many strange things in his life just to say 'fuck off' to this scenario. Whatever's going on here, there's got to be a reason for it. ]

What else did we do together?

[save_the_souls]

[No sorry Jr, you actually kicked a puppy this time.]

...We'd fight together, whenever a threat came up. And travel- to learn more about the world and maybe find a way out.

[gunslinger]

Obviously we...succeeded?

[save_the_souls]

...Not really, we were just sent away by the castle. For all I know, the place is still taking people.

[Or worse, if Libet was any indication. It's gnawed at him a little, ever since Ino told him that she thought he'd been sent home before her. He had failed to keep his promise to beat the castle, once and for all.]

[gunslinger]

The castle. Wow. Is that the name of a ship, or an organization?

[ BORING NAME. ]

[save_the_souls]

...No, it's a building. You know, stone towers, commonly built in the middle ages? Surely they kept records of those things in the future.

[Okay, sass aside]

We never found out who was behind it exactly. It communicated to us even less than Atroma does. Over time, people just blamed the castle we woke up in, since it was definitely magical.

1/2

[gunslinger]

I know what a castle is!

[ SUCH FACE at such sass. ]

[gunslinger]

I just didn't know any real ones still existed... Magical or otherwise. But hell, at this point, why not? Other times and other universes yadda yadda.

[save_the_souls]

Just checking!

[Nope he's just being a brat]

Mm. Sorry, but you'll find a lot of things actually exist, in places like this.