Talon (
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driftfleet2016-05-01 02:29 pm
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Who: Talon and whoever!
Broadcast: Video, fleetwide
Action: Marsiva if at all
When: Nowish
[The video blips on, communicator turned to one side on a table as if it were never picked up. Of course, that's because it wasn't picked up. It takes a moment of focusing before something blurs on by, something that if you slowed the video feed down a lot looks a lot like a shirt. Maybe. Probably.
At least, that's the most sensible guess when someone can be seen mashing his face into a nearby window, voice full of awe and wonder.]
Whoa! That's so many stars! I mean, I've seen them before but it's like there are a hundred times more and they're so close! [Talon laughs, and despite the fact that his voice is relatively deep, he sounds... downright childish, really. His hair is shock-white, perhaps tinged with just a little blue to it, and it sticks out at odd angles to form a fluffy mess.
After a moment, he turns away from the window, revealing olive-toned skin, wide, brown eyes, and a bright smile that's far too wide and earnest to be faked.]
Haley, come here, you've gotta see this! [Haley? Well, judging by the way he looks around and finally pauses, he's... finally realised he's not in Kansas anymore. Welp.] ... Haley? Oh, I wonder if I made her mad last night...
[Scratching his cheek, he considers that for a moment, looking around the Marsiva.] ... Where are we, anyway...? [ISN'T THAT THE FIRST QUESTION YOU SHOULD HAVE HAD, TALON...]
Broadcast: Video, fleetwide
Action: Marsiva if at all
When: Nowish
[The video blips on, communicator turned to one side on a table as if it were never picked up. Of course, that's because it wasn't picked up. It takes a moment of focusing before something blurs on by, something that if you slowed the video feed down a lot looks a lot like a shirt. Maybe. Probably.
At least, that's the most sensible guess when someone can be seen mashing his face into a nearby window, voice full of awe and wonder.]
Whoa! That's so many stars! I mean, I've seen them before but it's like there are a hundred times more and they're so close! [Talon laughs, and despite the fact that his voice is relatively deep, he sounds... downright childish, really. His hair is shock-white, perhaps tinged with just a little blue to it, and it sticks out at odd angles to form a fluffy mess.
After a moment, he turns away from the window, revealing olive-toned skin, wide, brown eyes, and a bright smile that's far too wide and earnest to be faked.]
Haley, come here, you've gotta see this! [Haley? Well, judging by the way he looks around and finally pauses, he's... finally realised he's not in Kansas anymore. Welp.] ... Haley? Oh, I wonder if I made her mad last night...
[Scratching his cheek, he considers that for a moment, looking around the Marsiva.] ... Where are we, anyway...? [ISN'T THAT THE FIRST QUESTION YOU SHOULD HAVE HAD, TALON...]

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So YOU'RE from a world where ponies CAN'T talk and think, right?
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[And Talon's conversation drops off so he can make his surliest face, which effectively boils down to him FROWNING SEVERELY with his lower lip jutted out too far. It's pretty comical.]
Yeah!! Animals don't usually talk and stuff on Eyrion! I mean sometimes a wizard will enchant one or there's one that looks like an animal but it really isn't an animal and then they can talk... [Um. What?] Oh, or the magical ones that they make out of other creatures... but those are usually kind of berserk and dangerous so they have to be handled by adventurers...
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Wait, hooow do you make something out of other creatures?
[FMA CHIMERAS?! You're telling me your world has FMA-style chimeras?!]
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Ehhh I dunno! I think it's a Wizard thing. Wizards and mages are weird and they like mashing things together. Like making sentient brooms! [He waves his arms, as if there's a reason for it, then blinks.]
Well, no? We have Chimeras too, but Chimeras are just one kind of magical beast! They have like three heads and wings and stuff. I dunno what a "FMA" is.
[Who tf is he talking to]
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... Maybe I have supersonic hearing or something. [YOU DO NOT, YOU MORON]
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[... THEY'RE ONTO US, RUN AWAY!]
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Oooh! [Wait for it... waaaaaaait for it] What's a camera, though? I've never heard of that! [o3o]
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You know how you're looking at me right now? That's because there's a device in there taking LOTS and lots of pictures every second and recording my voice, turning them into energy, and sending them back to you!
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Talon won't, anyway.]
... Wait, really? So it's not some kind of mirror-portal? I mean I'd never seen one this small, but Mages are weird.
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[Trust me, she'd know. Twilight especially has LOOOTS of experience with world-hopping through mirrors.]
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[As if to prove his point, he taps the communicator screen, creating a clinking noise on the recording.]
How does it work? [o3o????]
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So there's a device in there taking LOTS and lots of pictures every second and recording my voice, turning them into energy, and sending them back to you!
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[He turns the communicator upside down, squinting at it. His hair looks exactly like it would if he actually were upside down, incidentally.]
Does it have cogs? Or a power source? Or what?
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