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revenance_comms2013-06-19 08:03 pm
spaceracist) wrote in revenance_comms2013-06-19 08:03 pm
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[Well, this has been a hell of a day...couple of days? Emile's not entirely sure, since his mission clock isn't synching with anything. He's completely out of his element here, especially after the little white fuzzy bastards put him in some kind of stasis a couple times. The idea of those things controlling everything here--which they clearly do--isn't comforting in the least to him. He's also not entirely sure what to make of this little snake...thing that he supposedly "made" from those weird pieces.
At least there was something to fight here, and a few battles with Nightmares had done a lot to calm him down. So now he was poking around with the communicator, and wonder of wonders there do in fact seem to be other people here. Might as well see what kind of afterlife he's landed in.
The video clicks on to show armor that might be familiar to anyone who's been paying attention to the Freelancers, but there's a very distinctive skull pattern carved into the domes gold surface of his smooth EVA helmet.]
This is Noble-Four requesting contact from any UNSC-friendly forces in the area. This don't make any goddamn sense.
--And are those little white bastards shitting me or is it really called "munny"?
At least there was something to fight here, and a few battles with Nightmares had done a lot to calm him down. So now he was poking around with the communicator, and wonder of wonders there do in fact seem to be other people here. Might as well see what kind of afterlife he's landed in.
The video clicks on to show armor that might be familiar to anyone who's been paying attention to the Freelancers, but there's a very distinctive skull pattern carved into the domes gold surface of his smooth EVA helmet.]
This is Noble-Four requesting contact from any UNSC-friendly forces in the area. This don't make any goddamn sense.
--And are those little white bastards shitting me or is it really called "munny"?
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[He could just get into his armor again, but until it gets hosed down it will kind of defeat the purpose of the bath since it's...pretty filthy.]
Bubble bath? Now I know I ain't had one of those. Sure, why not?
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[She gives him a bright smile and magics over a bottle of bubble bath, pouring a generous amount into the running bathwater and watching it bubble up. She also magics out a fresh set of towels from the linen closet, setting them by the sink.]
There. That should do nicely. Now, I'll leave the robe outside the door - you put on and come down when you're finished. Take as long as you like. [You can't rush luxury, after all.]
wrap here?
...Emile's not entirely sure how he ended up in a pony boutique taking a bubble bath, but he supposes it beats laying down by the MAC cannon.]
Roger that. Appreciate it.
[And yup, bath time. Don't expect him down for a while.]
Sounds good.
[With that, she trots out the door and closes it behind her. Enjoy your bath; she'll be hard at work, first on a robe and slippers and then on clothes for him to wear while his armor is being cleaned.]