001. video

[cephalon]

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?!?

Comments

[cephalon]

Ordis has full faith in the Operator. The Operator is quite intelligent, and has always fixed things in the past.

[He has to put his hope somewhere, right? And he's being entirely truthful. The fact that the liset is missing, however, is news that he is not excited to receive.]

Operator, Ordis apologizes for this trouble. He will...attempt to open a door? If that will assist the Operator some.

[tennohno]

[Yea but in the past he had guidance and gear. Not a stripped frame and some kind of comm device.] I try to at the very least.

Don't actually open a door. I don't think everyone else is going to appreciate the fact that you're not clothed. If you do, make a marking outside and don't open for anyone else. Otherwise just shove something under it.

I'll find you though.

[cephalon]

Operator, does it really matter what anyone here thinks to begin with? This has been an obvious mistake, and certainly the rest of the inhabitants here should understand that. If not, Ordis thinks -they can go to- that a simple explanation would suffice.

[And with that he manages to push himself up, and with the help of the wall toddles over to door to open it.]

[tennohno]

No but still there's some matter of decency that is usually desired. They wouldn't know that you're a cephalon. You'd come off as a confused human if anything. Just...stay in the room.

[He may or may not be stealing some clothes from a room at the moment. No one seemed to need them. Sort of weird to be carrying all of this in the open though.]

[cephalon]

Ordis isn't just going to stand in the door for every terrestrial life form to gawk, Operator.

[Have some faith in him. Also, standing is still a strange feeling, he much prefers the floor, he's finding.]

And he certainly does not wish to attempt roaming around.

[tennohno]

I wasn't saying you were going to. [Seriously Ordis he knows better than that. Give him some credit.] Just trying to make sure you're careful.

You don't have to leave the room yet. Not until we work on the whole walking and standing.

[cephalon]

Ordis is the pinnacle of carefulness right now, Operator. Or as much as he can be, given the current situation.

[Which isn't saying much, unfortunately.]

[tennohno]

You left the door open. I could think of several reasons why that would counter that whole pinnacle of carefulness you assume you are.

[Meanwhile he's starting to stress that he won't have enough time to ready Ordis in case of their separation. It'd be an interesting endeavor.]

[cephalon]

That is simply so the Operator can find Ordis! Ordis would appreciate being found as quickly as possible, because the Operator should not be without his cephalon for long.

[tennohno]

[Yea that last bit makes it worse that at some point he'd have to explain what the Lieutenant did so for him. That wasn't going to be easy.]

I'm trying but this place is much larger than the relays.

[cephalon]

As Ordis stated before, he has full faith in the Operator's abilities.

[tennohno]

Sometimes I think you give me far too much credit.

[Dozens of rooms have passed by and still none that featured an open door and a confused and human cephalon inside. Ordis had to be in this sector. Besides he wanted to stop carrying around all this gear around.]

[cephalon]

On the contrary, Ordis does not give the Operator enough credit.

[Except it's taking him quite some time, hopefully he hasn't run afoul of anything or anyone. Without the Chroma that could prove to be a difficult situation.]

[tennohno]

[No it's just there's so much space and he doesn't want to drag attention to himself by running. However that looks like an open door ahead so his pace does pick up. Glancing around the hall, he slows before coming in and shutting the door.]

Ordis?

[cephalon]

[Oh, that's noise, and he's not entirely sure that he's comfortable with the fact that there are people outside. But someone's coming in and-]

Operator!

[He can't help the grin that crosses his face, and he's so happy to see that his tenno is alright.]

[tennohno]

[It's not a small thing to get a better look at the form that Ordis had been forced to take but still he sighes in silent thanks that nothing else was wrong.]

To think when someone suggested you having a body, I thought I'd have to track down a MOA or osprey.

[Small jokes to help him relax somewhat in so long.]

[cephalon]

Ordis is not entirely please with this situation, Operator, but he thinks that it would be much worse to be stuck in a corpus machine. Scumbags they are.

[But oh it's the Operator, his Operator, and that means that everything is going to be okay. Somehow. But it will be okay.]

[tennohno]

Well that's not wrong. Anyway I recovered some things for you.

[The haul is dropped onto the edge of the bed before he goes back to watching the door. Not only to give the cephalon privacy but secruity.]

Hopefully some of it is of use.

[cephalon]

Excellent. Thank you, Operator.

[He's not naive, and certainly not dim enough not to know what clothing is, even if this is radically different from the fashions of their home. Still, it takes a bit for him to fumble with everything and figure out how to actually get it on. The body he's been placed in feels clunky, slow, and terribly terribly awkward to try to manuver, and even if the the Operator has faith that he'll get used to it, he's not entirely sure.]

Task complete.

[tennohno]

You're welcome.

[There are sounds of what would seem to be a struggling attempt going on behind him but he barely acknowledges it with the tilt of his head. When the cephalon states himself being done is when he leaves the door be.]

I'm glad you're here. Despite our circumstances, it's best to not be alone.

[He places a hand on the other man's shoulder, giving it a soft squeeze.]

[cephalon]

Operator.

[The sensation of a hand upon him is strange in its own right; he's more used to the thrum of an engine, the feeling of deploying an archwing, fingers tapping at consoles. This is different, a heavy pressure, warm and very solid, and it's probably going to take getting used to.]

Ordis would not be anywhere else. The Operator needs Ordis.

[tennohno]

[The tenno realizes that touching the cephalon was quite possibly a mistake after everything he's gone through and removes his hand.]

Sorry for that. And yes I do as much as you need me.

[cephalon]

Operator?

[Why is the tenno taking his hand away, it was pleasant.]

[tennohno]

Hm? What?

[cephalon]

The Operator has moved away. Has something Ordis has done offended the Operator?