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[yourdistraction]

Who: Merrill & Fenris
Broadcast: {video} Fleet-Wide
Action: Anywhere on the Marsiva (they may split up we'll see).
When: January 14th

{VIDEO} ;

[ The video switches on to reveal— well okay it's an arm, covered in leather, chainmail and white fur, but only because the communicator's taking a moment to get pulled back, and only because there's more than one person trying to use it.

Or more than one elf, with pointed ears and both faces intricately covered in tattoos as the biggest clue. Merrill's markings are as dark as her short, braided hair and Fenris's are as light as his (there might even be a glow). Contrarily, perhaps, she looks much more cheerful in her greeting, but there is still a level of heightened stress to her tone. ]

Yes, hello! It seems we landed in the wrong time. World, actually! Now you promised, since the war's over. Can we speak to somebody in the Initiative? Where are our— Um—

[Merrill doesn't get to finish her sentence, as Fenris wrests control of the communicator from her. He looks decidedly less friendly, in fact, he looks just about ready to punch someone in the face. Hard.]

Our weapons. They are missing. [He jabs an annoyed thumb in Merrill's direction, whose irritated sigh can be heard off-camera.] I understand she likely disrupted the transporter. Just open up another one and send us back to Kirkwall. Now. I have no intention of staying on your blighted moon again. [A pause, a disdainful look around.] Or wherever this is...

[Actually, this looks distinctly non-Initiative. And it's definitely not United Earth, either, he remembers their holding pens, and this is not them. Where the heck ARE they? He doesn't have long to ponder or even let someone answer before there's another sound from Merrill off-camera; a gasp.]

There's something on you! Hold still.

What? What is- NO! Don't you touch me. [He may tolerate you existing in his life now, Merrill, but that doesn't mean you're allowed to touch him with your magey hands. He turns around a couple of times, trying to find...whatever it is on him, his hands tapping around his back until...oh he has a thing on his neck. WHY DOES HE HAVE A THING ON HIS NECK??

His fingers close on it, and he tries to yank it off. If you ever wondered what would happen if you tried to take your Augment off, wonder no more. Fenris gives a pained, frightened yelp, then curls into a horrible, shuddering ball on the floor, muttering horribly in Tevene. He's somewhere in the horrible recesses of his own broken mind right now, don't mind him.

Off-camera: ]

All right, I won't touch you.

Comments

[wolfuncaged]

[Fenris remains on the ground a few moments more, before carefully uncoiling himself and unsteadily getting back to his feet.]

What was that?

[Lesson learned. Don't try to pull off the thing on your neck.]

video;

[heresyandlace]

[oh hey, look there. a video screen is smirking at and mocking you...]

Oh, goodness.

Encore, encore!

action;

[devilsinthedetails]

[Because Cole's in one of his more crazier moods, he's in his demon form, looking incredibly amused by their arrival. He thought he was going to be stuck here alone and now he's got people to mess with.]

I'll have to keep in mind to not touch the thing in my neck. Thanks for showing that off.

And welcome to the show, I guess.

Video

[wilder]

[Wow guys. Kaneis recognized Merrill, and...well, Fenris was a face he's seen around. But hey, Merrill! He was about to say an almost happy greeting when...Fenris does that]

Uh-

Is he okay?

video

[faithfulwisdom]

[Finrod clears his throat. Does he have your attention now? Are you done slapping at each other?]

Gi suilon, friends. I am afraid I know nothing of this Initiative of yours and it is not so simple to leave here as you might wish.

video;

[catamite]

[more elves! there are some rattling sounds as Nel scrambles with his communicator to flip on the video feed.]

Whoa, are you guys okay?

video;

[ino]

[ jesus christ LMFAO. noted on the augment thing ... ]

Are you alright?

video;

[merchantprince]

[Whatever joy or relief he's feeling at seeing Fenris and Merrill alive and well disappears when one of them just fucking falls over. That looks bad. Fenris doesn't show pain a lot, he's the cool stoic broody type, so this-- this is bad.

Varric knocks over a chair in his mad dash to get closer to the screen.]

Shit, shit! Daisy, what's going on? Is he bleeding out?

[God damn it YOU HAVEN'T EVEN BEEN HERE LIKE TEN SECONDS AND YOU'RE ALREADY TRYING TO KILL YOURSELVES.]

[blindoptimism]

Oh, ah... yes. It's a good idea not to disturb those. [referring to the implants. She remembers the discomfort those can cause]

And I'm afraid that I've never heard of any "Initiative". Were you trapped in another strange place before this?

[misconceived]

[ Jesus. That doesn't look good. Chris appears concerned over the network console from where he was checking things out in the captain's chair and now he's just kind of looking... well, useless. ]

Does he need help? Everything okay over there? C'mon, there's got to be some medical robots or something there.