allfunandgamesuntil: (uh...well)
[York's image comes up on the communicator, and even with armor on he looks fairly confused. He's sitting in the hotel, and Sparky's in his usual position on top of York's head.]

Okay, so I know I've been kind of distracted most of this week, but what the heck happened on the Mother of Invention? Is everyone okay?
allfunandgamesuntil: (delta)
Private to Gamma

[Delta shows up on the screen by himself.]

Hello, brother. I hope you have been doing well here so far.
allfunandgamesuntil: (york and delta)
[York and Delta appear on the screen together. It looks like they're somewhere in the hotel, from the background. Max the Meow Wow is clearly visible behind York, sleeping on his back with his paws in the air, and Sparky is curled up next to him.]

Hello all you lovely people out there. This is York and Delta, bringing you another-

York.

[Somehow, Delta manages to look disapproving despite having a helmet on. York shrugs at him unrepentantly.]

So Delta and I have been working on a little project; it seems like you can run into nightmares practically anywhere, but there are some places where you can be completely sure you'll run into a bunch of the things. Take it away, D.

Thank you, York. By compiling information gained from conversations with others and analyzing our own experiences, I have assembled a map detailing the places with higher levels of nightmare activity. This map should allow people the opportunity to avoid the worst of the attacks and to be prepared should they need to head through certain areas.

The maps are attached to this message; stay safe, guys.
allfunandgamesuntil: (delta)
[Private to Theta]

[Delta shows up on his own on the screen; York is behind him and clearly very asleep.]

Theta, I'm contacting you privately. I hoped to discuss North's current status to you, in the hopes that we can in some way facilitate his and the others' emotional recovery. What is your assess...how do you think North is feeling, and how are you feeling? I hope you're both well.

[Private to Epsilon]

[Delta shows up on his own on the screen; York is behind him and clearly very asleep. Still.]

Church, I'm contacting you on a private channel. I wished to inform you that Agent Washington is becoming increasingly more stable, though I cannot of course guarantee his behavior around you. York spoke with him about you, and I believe he understands that you do not intend to reveal things he would rather not discuss. I also wished to assure myself that you are present and well as we have not seen each other recently.
allfunandgamesuntil: (york and delta)
[The communicator comes up and from the background it looks as if the person using it is sitting in one of the cafes. He's wearing a suit of armor that's similar to North's, though this version is tan.]

Hey, everyone, York here. You're probably tired of the same old questions by now, so let me say it's a pleasure to be here with all you lovely people. And I just have to tell you...

[A small bright green person, also in armor, appears next to York.]

...I wasn't gonna forget to introduce you, D. This here is Delta.

[Delta inclines his head towards the camera, then looks back up at York.]

My analysis indicates an 80% similarity with your proposed openings for comedy club routines. May I suggest that this is not the optimum way to greet unknown quantities?

Sheesh, D, no need to rain on everyone's parade. They've got technicolor firebreathing lizards in slippers; how serious can they be?
unrecovered: (Default)
[The video flickers on to show both Wash and North in what looks like one of the hotel rooms. It’s far enough away that it’s obvious they’ve set it up on a flat surface somewhere. Wash is still wearing his helmet; old habits die very hard.]

Hey. Does anyone know anything about these Dream Eater things? We know they can fight and that you can make them from little rainbow pieces; aside from that, I’ve got nothing.

[There’s a squeak from offscreen, and Wash looks over-] Hey, get over here. [-and leans out of the frame.]

[North, meanwhile, has his helmet off, because all things considered, this area’s probably safe and he can let his guard down a bit. ]

Also, do they all carry loose change or something? It’s an odd way of making money.

[He glances over at Wash.]

Everything alright, Wash?

Yeah, fine, just- c’mere!

[There’s more squeaking offscreen, and finally Wash leans back into the frame, pulling his bat into his lap. The bat squeaks piteously, and it’s pretty obvious that one wing is bandaged.]

Is there a vet around here, or someone who knows how to take care of this? [He gestures at the bandage.] I can do this much, but that’s about it.

[Responses will come from both Wash ([personal profile] unrecovered) and North ([personal profile] brodakota).]

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