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re_alignment2013-01-22 10:25 am
winged_knight) wrote in re_alignment2013-01-22 10:25 am
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[Accidental Video][Transmitting from Vector's Quad][Backdated][Action Welcome!]
((ooc: This occurs the night before the bugs start popping up in Haven. Action is welcome, Drift may wake up after this broadcast))
[The video comes on and at first it's difficult to tell exactly what's happening, except that it's obvious this broadcast wasn't quite intentional. Even in the dim light, the view looks like the one of the rooms at Vector's tower. The communicator, it seems, has been knocked to the floor, giving a slightly askew view of the room's only door.]
[Somewhere off-screen there's some shuffling, footsteps and a nervous voice, bordering on the edge of fear.]
Drift... What is going on? Talk to me... Drift please!
[A form comes into view: it certainly looks like Drift, even in the dark, but does not move like him. The staccato rhythm of his steps is odd, as is the slight downwards cant to the helm and the way the optics--dilated large behind the cyan glass--seem to gaze unseeing. He arrives at the door, simply standing for a moment. When it does not open immediately, a hand raises to the access panel. There's a flash of blurred white and red that fills the screen then, something passing in front of the camera to interpose. Wing, grabbing the wrist, squeezing himself between Drift and the door.]
Where are you going? Talk to me! Drift, Wake up!
[The harsh demand is punctuated by a violent shake. But it's fruitless and Wing looks away with a hissing curse. It's then that he notices the communicator.]
Does anyone know what's going on? [He's trying to stay calm, but there's a part of him that's failing.] Is there maybe a medic out there with a sedative...or something? Maybe some rope? I don't want to hurt him.
[The video comes on and at first it's difficult to tell exactly what's happening, except that it's obvious this broadcast wasn't quite intentional. Even in the dim light, the view looks like the one of the rooms at Vector's tower. The communicator, it seems, has been knocked to the floor, giving a slightly askew view of the room's only door.]
[Somewhere off-screen there's some shuffling, footsteps and a nervous voice, bordering on the edge of fear.]
Drift... What is going on? Talk to me... Drift please!
[A form comes into view: it certainly looks like Drift, even in the dark, but does not move like him. The staccato rhythm of his steps is odd, as is the slight downwards cant to the helm and the way the optics--dilated large behind the cyan glass--seem to gaze unseeing. He arrives at the door, simply standing for a moment. When it does not open immediately, a hand raises to the access panel. There's a flash of blurred white and red that fills the screen then, something passing in front of the camera to interpose. Wing, grabbing the wrist, squeezing himself between Drift and the door.]
Where are you going? Talk to me! Drift, Wake up!
[The harsh demand is punctuated by a violent shake. But it's fruitless and Wing looks away with a hissing curse. It's then that he notices the communicator.]
Does anyone know what's going on? [He's trying to stay calm, but there's a part of him that's failing.] Is there maybe a medic out there with a sedative...or something? Maybe some rope? I don't want to hurt him.