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driftfleet2016-03-02 06:44 am
cephalon) wrote in driftfleet2016-03-02 06:44 am
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001. video
Who: Ordis and YOU
Broadcast: Video
Action: On the Marsiva
When: Now
[It isn't peaceful when the man in the broadcast finally stirs awake. One moment he's merely laying there, awkwardly nude and as still as death, the next he's a flailing mass of limbs that succeeds at knocking himself to the floor. There's a grunt as he meets the floor, and what ensues is a rather odd struggle as he tries unsuccessfully to untangle himself. The best he can manage is a disorganized heap, arms caught beneath his torso and cheek pressed uncomfortably into the floor as he very adamantly voices his displeasure.]
Ordis demands to know what is going on immediately!
[There's certainly anger in his tone, but beneath it there's notes of increasingly uncontrolled alarm, which only seem to increase exponentially with each word. Strangely though, it doesn't seem as though he's quite used to the act of even speaking though, as he struggles to unpin his arms, his hands fly to his face and fingers probing about his features with almost frenetic energy. It can't be pleasant, because there's an exlimation of surprise and pain that has him jerking back and staring wide eyed and horrified down at his arms.]
What is this?!?
Broadcast: Video
Action: On the Marsiva
When: Now
[It isn't peaceful when the man in the broadcast finally stirs awake. One moment he's merely laying there, awkwardly nude and as still as death, the next he's a flailing mass of limbs that succeeds at knocking himself to the floor. There's a grunt as he meets the floor, and what ensues is a rather odd struggle as he tries unsuccessfully to untangle himself. The best he can manage is a disorganized heap, arms caught beneath his torso and cheek pressed uncomfortably into the floor as he very adamantly voices his displeasure.]
Ordis demands to know what is going on immediately!
[There's certainly anger in his tone, but beneath it there's notes of increasingly uncontrolled alarm, which only seem to increase exponentially with each word. Strangely though, it doesn't seem as though he's quite used to the act of even speaking though, as he struggles to unpin his arms, his hands fly to his face and fingers probing about his features with almost frenetic energy. It can't be pleasant, because there's an exlimation of surprise and pain that has him jerking back and staring wide eyed and horrified down at his arms.]
What is this?!?
video
[He's feeling in a helpful mood, clearly.]
no subject
[There's a rising note of hysteria as he continues.]
What Ordis is questioning is why -these fleshy pulsating- they are here!
no subject
I gather they weren't before. What did you look like before you got here?
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[That's the most important thing, right? Right.]
Ordis is a cephalon. Ordis is stationed in the Operator's personal spacecraft.
[Because that makes complete sense.]
Ordis is the ship.
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[He doesn't really understand what the guy is getting at but the syntax is amusing]
Ordis currently appears to be a human and not...hm...what is a cephalon?
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[Definitely not Tenno.]
Ordis is not Orokin. Greedy, filthy things they are. Ordis is a cephalon, series-2, in commission and service to his Operator. Ordis runs and keeps the Operator's personal spacecraft in working order and assists the Operator with all tasks he may need.
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[He feels like maybe he should be offended]
Not anymore you aren't. Today you are human and you'll shortly be helping to run whatever ship you are to be assigned to.
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...Also he feels as though assisting a ship may feel a bit awkward.
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You may ignore your duties as you see fit, but your crew may have other feelings. Few of us are terribly comfortable with our current lot in life either, believe me.
And, I'm sorry, but what do you mean by Orokin, precisely?
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[But he makes a motion to himself nonetheless.]
Orokin.
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[And there are people who him who largely lack the motivation to really try]
So, human?
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[But he does nod very slightly.]
Orokin. They do not exist, anymore really.
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What happened to them? [He can't help but be intrigued]
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As for the Orokin they were, ah-
[There is absolutely no good way to say 'eliminated with prejudice by the people I serve only kind of sort of not' is there?]
-that is to say the Orokin empire was defeated in a battle with Sentient fighters.