video, 01

[unbridles]

Who: John Laurens
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: Aboard the Marsiva
When: Right the heck now.

[He wasn't expecting a bed. More to the point, he wasn't expecting to wake up at all; did someone wake up when they were dead? He's not sure. Well. At least he doesn't hurt after dying, though John can't remember it hurting much before, either. He sits up anyway, still clad in his continental uniform, now with a mysterious lack of bulletholes. In doing so, he jars the communicator nearby, and it falls to the floor with a clatter.]

Shit, what -- [Oh. Okay. There's a thing on the floor, he's surrounded by mysterious silvery walls, and he's trying not to panic. This is great. Maybe the thing will have some answers. So he picks up the comm and pokes at it, tentatively. That manages to activate the video, and behold, there's one seriously perplexed lieutenant colonel onscreen.]

--Um. Can anyone maybe tell me what the hell is goin' on? Is anyone there?

Comments

[unbridles]

[There's a little amused blink.] Oh, I dunno, I knew quite a few folks back in London that got on our side. Eventually.

[mucked]

Makes perfect sense. Very few 'sides' are cut and dry down lines of citizenship. Especially when ideology is at play.

[unbridles]

Exactly. [He looks a little distant, now; thinking back to his own arguments against slavery and against his father.] Not a lot we can do about it, though, aside from tryin' to change minds.

[mucked]

On the bright side, you'll find many a sympathetic mind here in the Fleet. [ ... ] Not to mention a whole whack of Americans.

[unbridles]

[And there's an immediate brightening.] Really? Hell yeah!