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poly_chromatic2012-02-24 11:39 am
knaveswitness) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-02-24 11:39 am
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♞ 003
[Toto, I don't think we're in the Glass City anymore.
The video is grainy and seems to be skipping, even to those within the sandy version of the beloved City, thanks to the sand damage and... okay some blunt force trauma to the poor network box.
A pale haired man with smears of blood on his chin, (but more on his blade), is slumped against a rock, a scant cover in the midst of the desert.
A dark haired younger man is panting himself to unconsciousness nearly off-screen. Intermittently, an obscenely large black feather blows past in the dry wind.
Another man, short cropped hair and glasses, is occupied ripping off a veil and other feminine accessories.
My, what have these gents been up to?
The man whose device this seems to be finally moves, one hand now clapped over his mouth and shoulders shaking in mid-coughing fit, pokes the device with his blade until it tips up to offer a view of the sun's position and their rocky outcropping.
A location.
Which is the closest Xerxes Break is ever going to get to asking for help from strangers.]
[ooc; see here for details! Anyone is free to hop in. Replies WILL come to the post even if there's no verbal audio in the post itself!]
The video is grainy and seems to be skipping, even to those within the sandy version of the beloved City, thanks to the sand damage and... okay some blunt force trauma to the poor network box.
A pale haired man with smears of blood on his chin, (but more on his blade), is slumped against a rock, a scant cover in the midst of the desert.
A dark haired younger man is panting himself to unconsciousness nearly off-screen. Intermittently, an obscenely large black feather blows past in the dry wind.
Another man, short cropped hair and glasses, is occupied ripping off a veil and other feminine accessories.
My, what have these gents been up to?
The man whose device this seems to be finally moves, one hand now clapped over his mouth and shoulders shaking in mid-coughing fit, pokes the device with his blade until it tips up to offer a view of the sun's position and their rocky outcropping.
A location.
Which is the closest Xerxes Break is ever going to get to asking for help from strangers.]
[ooc; see here for details! Anyone is free to hop in. Replies WILL come to the post even if there's no verbal audio in the post itself!]
[ ACTION ]
He waves the water away. ]
Throw anything down my throat now and you'll have me on your - keh - conscie... khh-keh - conscience.
[ But the ~ romantic ~ sight of their brave captors up a dune reminds him of something. ]
Where's... where's Elliot?
[ ACTION ] the latest, sorry!
I'm afraid he's gone, unless his body's been restored. [ despite his many deaths, he wasn't entirely sure how it returned. But he sighs and stands up, being in the best shape out of the three. ]
I'll take a look. [ and he'll hurry too. He has no intention of being caught again! ]