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driftfleet2015-08-28 09:45 pm
faithfulwisdom) wrote in driftfleet2015-08-28 09:45 pm
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Never Laugh at Live Dragons
Who: Finrod
Broadcast: open broadcast
Action: let's go with N/A for now
When: August 28, earlier in the evening.
[Finrod appears on the communicator, offering the viewers his best smile.]
Good evening. [Or what passes for evening in space. It’s hard to tell. Look, just roll with it.]
I have been doing a great deal of thinking as of late and it occurs to me that I have been most fortunate in the friends that I have made here. Most likely it need not be said, but I come from a world with technology far less advanced than that which is used here. Had certain individuals not taken pity upon me, I would have been at a great loss for far longer than I was.
I think I should like to do something similar for others, if I can.
I still cannot claim expertise in the technology here, of course, but I have been here long enough to develop a working knowledge of it. And I believe it may be easier for me to explain such things to another with a background similar to my own. I may promise, at least, a patient ear and a lack of overly complex terminology.
[And later, in a more serious tone, Finrod makes another call.]
[Private to Beverly Crusher, video]
[Something is slightly off with Finrod. It’s subtle, but it’s there. His voice lacks the usual jovial tone and he is utterly bare of ornament- no jewelry, a simple tunic.]
I have a favor to ask of you, my friend. It will amount to an unnecessary precaution, I am sure. [He doesn’t look sure.] But I think it best if a healer is aware of what I plan to do.
[Action for Tek, on the Pathstone]
[If you guessed from the lack of ornamentation that Finrod was going for a look of humility, you were right. Notably, he has also left his sword behind- a very deliberate (and uncomfortable) gesture. And now he goes to do something no sane elf has ever done, unless under extreme duress.
He goes to seek out a dragon.
Not exactly the best reason to revisit the Pathstone, but Finrod is well aware that he owes Tek an apology- more than an apology, in truth. And that is something he has ignored for far too long. So his first stops are Tek’s usual haunts, as best he remembers them. And if that doesn’t work- well, he’ll think about that when and if it happens.]
Broadcast: open broadcast
Action: let's go with N/A for now
When: August 28, earlier in the evening.
[Finrod appears on the communicator, offering the viewers his best smile.]
Good evening. [Or what passes for evening in space. It’s hard to tell. Look, just roll with it.]
I have been doing a great deal of thinking as of late and it occurs to me that I have been most fortunate in the friends that I have made here. Most likely it need not be said, but I come from a world with technology far less advanced than that which is used here. Had certain individuals not taken pity upon me, I would have been at a great loss for far longer than I was.
I think I should like to do something similar for others, if I can.
I still cannot claim expertise in the technology here, of course, but I have been here long enough to develop a working knowledge of it. And I believe it may be easier for me to explain such things to another with a background similar to my own. I may promise, at least, a patient ear and a lack of overly complex terminology.
[And later, in a more serious tone, Finrod makes another call.]
[Private to Beverly Crusher, video]
[Something is slightly off with Finrod. It’s subtle, but it’s there. His voice lacks the usual jovial tone and he is utterly bare of ornament- no jewelry, a simple tunic.]
I have a favor to ask of you, my friend. It will amount to an unnecessary precaution, I am sure. [He doesn’t look sure.] But I think it best if a healer is aware of what I plan to do.
[Action for Tek, on the Pathstone]
[If you guessed from the lack of ornamentation that Finrod was going for a look of humility, you were right. Notably, he has also left his sword behind- a very deliberate (and uncomfortable) gesture. And now he goes to do something no sane elf has ever done, unless under extreme duress.
He goes to seek out a dragon.
Not exactly the best reason to revisit the Pathstone, but Finrod is well aware that he owes Tek an apology- more than an apology, in truth. And that is something he has ignored for far too long. So his first stops are Tek’s usual haunts, as best he remembers them. And if that doesn’t work- well, he’ll think about that when and if it happens.]
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If their situations were reversed, he would really want to prepare.]
I should, shouldn't I? [He groans in frustration and rubs his forehead.] I am such a damned fool. I should have considered the discomfort my presence will bring. But no, it is the same as always- make a decision and go forward in haste. You would think I would have learned.
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You still have time to rectify it. I would suggest sending him a letter, at the very least, warning him of your arrival.
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[He looks at up at Beverly again, giving her a little nod.] You have my thanks, Dr. Crusher. Perhaps this will sound strange to you, but I am grateful for your honesty and all you have said. It means a great deal to know that you will speak truth to me always. [Even when it's something he doesn't want to hear.]
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No thanks are necessary. I only said what needed to be said.
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Nevertheless- [He gives another little dip of his head.] Be well, Dr. Crusher. Na lû hen- until later.
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Until later.
[She'll certainly need the time to process all of this.]