Erik Lehnsherr (
exothermia) wrote in
driftfleet2017-02-26 04:06 pm
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Who: Erik Lehnsherr and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide (unintentional) video, and (intentional) text
Action: N/A, unless you're determined to find him in the Heron
When: early morning February 27
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[The feed opens on a slanted angle, fixed on the shuttles of the Heron's cargo bay and a large metal crate sitting between them. It looks almost like the communicator responsible has been set down on a table and turned itself on - particularly as Erik can be seen walking away from the camera, towards the mystery crate. He doesn't seem to know he's being filmed at all, given his entire attention is on the crate. When he stops next to it he frowns, and turns it around. His expression becomes a bit more fixed with irritation as the message on the side comes into view:
CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR MAGNEATO FIRST YEAR! - Magnecessities
With a scowl, he pulls off the top of the crate -- and jerks backwards as a half-dozen balloons pop out, sailing upwards towards the ceiling. Festive! Oh, but that isn't the half of it. After a muttered curse he peers into the crate itself. He reaches in and pulls out... a toy. A plush horseshoe-style magnet, to be precise.
For a long couple of seconds he just stands there staring at the toy. The video starts to shudder a little, consistently, as the table it sits on begins to vibrate. Erik drops the toy back into the crate and with the same hand, makes a smacking motion through the air. The crate crumples and flies off out of view, landing with a crash somewhere offscreen. Erik turns then and glares straight at the communicator. The rattling of the image increases for a moment before the image cuts out. Show's over.]
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[About half an hour after that little display, a text message appears on the network.]
There's a crate of stuffed toys outside the Heron on the ring world. Take them.
[And that's it. Anyone who decides to take a look will indeed find the crate sitting on the dirt near the Heron's landing site... looking decidedly worse for wear, crumpled and smashed like it was dropped from several tall buildings. There are plenty of plush magnets inside for the taking.
Erik himself is nowhere around, though he'll respond to any calls.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide (unintentional) video, and (intentional) text
Action: N/A, unless you're determined to find him in the Heron
When: early morning February 27
video.
[The feed opens on a slanted angle, fixed on the shuttles of the Heron's cargo bay and a large metal crate sitting between them. It looks almost like the communicator responsible has been set down on a table and turned itself on - particularly as Erik can be seen walking away from the camera, towards the mystery crate. He doesn't seem to know he's being filmed at all, given his entire attention is on the crate. When he stops next to it he frowns, and turns it around. His expression becomes a bit more fixed with irritation as the message on the side comes into view:
CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR MAGNEATO FIRST YEAR! - Magnecessities
With a scowl, he pulls off the top of the crate -- and jerks backwards as a half-dozen balloons pop out, sailing upwards towards the ceiling. Festive! Oh, but that isn't the half of it. After a muttered curse he peers into the crate itself. He reaches in and pulls out... a toy. A plush horseshoe-style magnet, to be precise.
For a long couple of seconds he just stands there staring at the toy. The video starts to shudder a little, consistently, as the table it sits on begins to vibrate. Erik drops the toy back into the crate and with the same hand, makes a smacking motion through the air. The crate crumples and flies off out of view, landing with a crash somewhere offscreen. Erik turns then and glares straight at the communicator. The rattling of the image increases for a moment before the image cuts out. Show's over.]
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[About half an hour after that little display, a text message appears on the network.]
There's a crate of stuffed toys outside the Heron on the ring world. Take them.
[And that's it. Anyone who decides to take a look will indeed find the crate sitting on the dirt near the Heron's landing site... looking decidedly worse for wear, crumpled and smashed like it was dropped from several tall buildings. There are plenty of plush magnets inside for the taking.
Erik himself is nowhere around, though he'll respond to any calls.]

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It has captured your sense of humour.
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I dusted off one of the chess sets if you feel up for a game.
[ He doesn't need a sixth sense to guess that Erik's not in the best of moods. Though how Erik would like to handle it is up to him. Charles can only offer alternatives. ]
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[Laura with the important questions.]
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[After a few minutes, he sends a follow up.]
Some of them are straight instead of U-shaped.
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[She didn't know if you could make magnetic plushies.]
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[Not that he would characterise the fridge magnets this company sent last time as useful. They were certainly magnetic, though, and could be thrown at things.]
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I have some measure of pride left, thank you.
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They're certainly trying.
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[Wanda's not sure how well her sarcastic humor will be carried over text, but she just can't resist poking Erik a little.]
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I'm concerned that if I mentioned something, I'd get it in a crate next week.
[And then he would fire it out the airlock in frustration.]
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But if it's something you would actually like, would that not be a welcome surprise for once?
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[Sorry Wanda, his righteous anger is at the wheel.]
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[what she will do with them only she knows]
i left you a present in return
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[If you think he has shown his face outside of the ship after throwing the box out the door you are sadly mistaken.]
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