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driftfleet2015-02-15 12:09 pm
unconfines) wrote in driftfleet2015-02-15 12:09 pm
attempt 001
Who: Anders
Broadcast: FLEETWIDE VIDEO HIT IT
Action: SS Golden
When: 2/14, not long after shuffling WE ARE BACKDATING THIS MY FRIENDS
[He surprises himself when the feed clicks on easily enough. It's unsettling, but at least it's simple. He can bury the unsettling parts.
Those of you who are familiar—or who have had enough introductions to become familiar—might recognize the striped grey and blue of a Grey Warden uniform, with its high, studded collar, and the curled griffon on the shoulder.
Anders is, for his part, smiling broadly.]
So! Now that I've gotten through the "manhandled into a tin can" bit, closely followed by the "manhandled into a slightly smaller tin can" bit, I thought I'd take some time to say hello. Is everyone comfortable? Because I am not, thanks for asking. [beat] Does it ever bother you how terribly one-sided this is?
[Let him talk and he'll talk. Congratulations on being the captive audience.
Right, back on track.]
Now, I don't usually mind a bit of manhandling, of course, but even I have some standards. It was all terribly anticlimactic. Hardly a kidnapping at all, really.
Anyhow. [with a bit more grandeur:] I believe introductions are in order, don't you? I'm going to eat this [he lifts the little dessert cream in a toast] so you go first.
[Ready: go.]
Broadcast: FLEETWIDE VIDEO HIT IT
Action: SS Golden
When: 2/14, not long after shuffling WE ARE BACKDATING THIS MY FRIENDS
[He surprises himself when the feed clicks on easily enough. It's unsettling, but at least it's simple. He can bury the unsettling parts.
Those of you who are familiar—or who have had enough introductions to become familiar—might recognize the striped grey and blue of a Grey Warden uniform, with its high, studded collar, and the curled griffon on the shoulder.
Anders is, for his part, smiling broadly.]
So! Now that I've gotten through the "manhandled into a tin can" bit, closely followed by the "manhandled into a slightly smaller tin can" bit, I thought I'd take some time to say hello. Is everyone comfortable? Because I am not, thanks for asking. [beat] Does it ever bother you how terribly one-sided this is?
[Let him talk and he'll talk. Congratulations on being the captive audience.
Right, back on track.]
Now, I don't usually mind a bit of manhandling, of course, but even I have some standards. It was all terribly anticlimactic. Hardly a kidnapping at all, really.
Anyhow. [with a bit more grandeur:] I believe introductions are in order, don't you? I'm going to eat this [he lifts the little dessert cream in a toast] so you go first.
[Ready: go.]
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Abort, abort.]
I think I came from exactly the correct point in time, actually, seeing as that actually makes sense, for one, and that you don't seem to be a particularly enjoyable conversation partner, for two.
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[And, because he needs to know for safety's sake: ]
Are you an abomination yet?
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[Yes, his voice might get a little bit shrill on that last syllable. First, the shouty elf recognizes him, gets angry for Anders not recognizing him, shouts some more about things that don't make any sense, and now this?
It's, well, making him feel slightly hysterical.]
Listen here, I don't know what rock you just smacked your head against, but seeing as you're clearly insane, let me be perfectly clear: I am not an abomination.
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[This is the last thing he ever wanted to deal with. Myabe he can just...tell Anders to go throw himself into an airlock. But the others would probably be pissy with him. Merrill would probably be okay, though. ]
I am not the crazy one, here, Anders. You simply have not experienced it. You will.
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[He actually does feel that way, a little. This is a barrage of information—stupid, impossible information. He likes his body just fine the way it is, thanks, he doesn't need to share it with anyone.
To him, it just sounds like ranting and raving.]
Honestly, you're angry now because I'm not an abomination? What did you say your name was again—Fenris? Is there anything you aren't angry about, Fenris?
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[Just the flattest look ever. It's almost comforting that he finds Anders as horrendously irritating sans his demon hitch-hiker as he is with. ]
Not when it concerns you.
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[Go away, go away, Maker please go away. He feels like his head is going to explode.]
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I will be keeping an eye on you. Do not do anything stupid.
[He GLARES again, then turns the feed off. HE'S WATCHING YOU, MAGE.]
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The feed flickers off, and Anders releases a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. He scrubs his hands over his face, jittery with panic and anger at the same time.
It's just blind hatred of mages. There's countless people who think the only difference between a mage and an abomination is time. Fenris wouldn't be the first, and he'll hardly be the last. It's nonsensical to let it bother him this much.
Of course it is.]