Hank "why this" McCoy (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2016-10-22 08:25 pm
beathach) wrote in driftfleet2016-10-22 08:25 pm
002; video
Who: Hank McCoy and Erik Lehnsherr
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: crashed ship
When: today!
[when the feed opens, the network is gifted with the bickering of two men]
I don't see why you can't do this.
[Erik is the one visible on screen, and he doesn’t look pleased about it at all. He jerks his chin towards the wall next to him, irritated.]
Because it’s your idea, and I don’t want to.
[the huff that follows is a little on the growly side]
I’m here to open paths, not send out messages. [As if to punctuate this point, Erik turns away from the camera and swipes his hand through the air. The metal wall crumples to the side with a shriek, curling up on itself like a ringpull.
The camera shifts off of Erik with a muttered "show off" to the plant life spilling out of the side of the hull, and a clawed, blue foot comes into frame to poke at a nearby pumpkin]
In any case - Erik and I are at the crashed ship, if anyone would like us to bring some of these back. If you're interested, feel free to message one of us.
As for the ship - if anyone else is planning to come out here, be careful. There's ways into the ship, but it has been here a while, so it's falling apart. We'll try to get some information about the signal while we're here, though so far we haven't had much luck.
[the camera moves back to Erik]
Do you have anything you want to add?
[Erik’s mostly occupied with pointing his flashlight into the gloom of the area beyond the wall. He does give a curt response.]
No requests for pumpkins bigger than the usual Earth-size.
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: crashed ship
When: today!
[when the feed opens, the network is gifted with the bickering of two men]
I don't see why you can't do this.
[Erik is the one visible on screen, and he doesn’t look pleased about it at all. He jerks his chin towards the wall next to him, irritated.]
Because it’s your idea, and I don’t want to.
[the huff that follows is a little on the growly side]
I’m here to open paths, not send out messages. [As if to punctuate this point, Erik turns away from the camera and swipes his hand through the air. The metal wall crumples to the side with a shriek, curling up on itself like a ringpull.
The camera shifts off of Erik with a muttered "show off" to the plant life spilling out of the side of the hull, and a clawed, blue foot comes into frame to poke at a nearby pumpkin]
In any case - Erik and I are at the crashed ship, if anyone would like us to bring some of these back. If you're interested, feel free to message one of us.
As for the ship - if anyone else is planning to come out here, be careful. There's ways into the ship, but it has been here a while, so it's falling apart. We'll try to get some information about the signal while we're here, though so far we haven't had much luck.
[the camera moves back to Erik]
Do you have anything you want to add?
[Erik’s mostly occupied with pointing his flashlight into the gloom of the area beyond the wall. He does give a curt response.]
No requests for pumpkins bigger than the usual Earth-size.
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