Anders (
apurrstate) wrote in
driftfleet2018-09-22 11:55 pm
Entry tags:
It's Electrifying | Accidental Video
Who: Anders and Open
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Tourist
When: Glitch central
[The feed opens with a lopsided snap, the picture skewed as though the device had been set down and fell slightly. All-in-all, it's a harmless accident, as far as posts go. Anders can be seen milling about the medbay of the Tourist, going through his usual motions of making sure everything was clean and stocked and ready in case of an emergency.
At least, at first.
A few seconds of nothing and a very human thing happens: he trips over his own large feet.
And the room explodes.
A bright flash edged with purple jumps from the hand he slammed onto the table to catch himself and visibly archs from one metal surface to another in the room. It branches and splits and soon purple-tinged lightning zaps even the lights, sounding a loud crack through the room and plunging the feed in blackness.]
Fuck.
[The lights seem to be recovering quickly, but in the dim lighting, Anders can be seen swiping his hands through his hair. As he pulls them away again, however, the lightning returns in a flash from his fingers. As one stray bolt accompanied by more cursing jumps from the mage, it makes straight for the device, cutting the feed with another, loud, jolting pop.]
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Tourist
When: Glitch central
[The feed opens with a lopsided snap, the picture skewed as though the device had been set down and fell slightly. All-in-all, it's a harmless accident, as far as posts go. Anders can be seen milling about the medbay of the Tourist, going through his usual motions of making sure everything was clean and stocked and ready in case of an emergency.
At least, at first.
A few seconds of nothing and a very human thing happens: he trips over his own large feet.
And the room explodes.
A bright flash edged with purple jumps from the hand he slammed onto the table to catch himself and visibly archs from one metal surface to another in the room. It branches and splits and soon purple-tinged lightning zaps even the lights, sounding a loud crack through the room and plunging the feed in blackness.]
Fuck.
[The lights seem to be recovering quickly, but in the dim lighting, Anders can be seen swiping his hands through his hair. As he pulls them away again, however, the lightning returns in a flash from his fingers. As one stray bolt accompanied by more cursing jumps from the mage, it makes straight for the device, cutting the feed with another, loud, jolting pop.]

Action
What has caused this loss of control?
[She doesn't seem all that concerned with the electricity. She gives him a respectful berth, but only the sort of berth that a factory worker may give a large piece of machinery--one that says that she's aware that there's some danger, but familiarity has made the danger distant and trivial.]