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thelegion2017-06-03 04:31 pm
goddamngrenades) wrote in thelegion2017-06-03 04:31 pm
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[ TEXT ] SENDING OUT AN S.O.S. TO THE WORLD
Quick Check in for Members of Project Freelancer, the UNSC, and our mutual associates- or anyone that wants to get word out about themselves having changed or not changed or...whatever. Has questions? This is Agent York and Delta, so far we're unaffected by this time ripple thing. Connie, North, Wash, Grif, Chief, Theta, Cortana, Locus, Azucar, Parker, Pidge, Fareeha, Amélie - and anyone else I'm forgetting, shoot me a text back, alright?
I'll deliver pancakes and blankets or other care package items if needed. If you'd rather come talk in person swing by my habitat, I'll be hanging in the bar. Directions are below. Also, Jason- buddy? Swing by, I feel like I owe you a beer.
[ In neat green lines there's a little holographic map showing how to get to York's dive bar from the recipient's current location, wherever they might be. ]
Specific refreshments are available upon request.
I'll deliver pancakes and blankets or other care package items if needed. If you'd rather come talk in person swing by my habitat, I'll be hanging in the bar. Directions are below. Also, Jason- buddy? Swing by, I feel like I owe you a beer.
[ In neat green lines there's a little holographic map showing how to get to York's dive bar from the recipient's current location, wherever they might be. ]
Specific refreshments are available upon request.
Audio
[He sounds...not quite frightened. Nervous, uncertain, and trying very hard not to let on that he is. He hasn't sounded like this since some of his first missions with the top of the leaderboard in Freelancer.]
[Well, York missed the rookie, right?]
And- who's Delta?
Audio
Is the Rookie. Okay.
Be a Good York and not an ASSHOLE. He can do this. ]
I'm gonna need you to come in for the full story, Rookie. I've got a sort of debriefing packet worked up on where we are and why we're here and even Delta. Follow the map on the bottom of the transmission and it'll lead you right to me, okay?
Audio -> Action
[He's not too freaked out to not be offended by that, at least. Don't be a dick, York.]
[But the offense subsides and the nerves return as he listens.]
Copy.
[He's not sure about it - it sounds more like a giant prank than anything else - but he has no other information, and because of that, no other options.]
[So he follows the map to the marked location, equally impressed and intimidated by all the different biomes he walks through, until he hits the house.]
[And blinks. Swallows. Knocks.]
York?
Action
Wash knocks and York pulls the door open- one eye filmed over with a cateract, at least a hard decade put on him- and a gentler edge to his now crooked smirk. ]
Hey Wash. Come in, I got fruit for smoothies and that debreifing packet. It's...yeah, it's gonna be a little much.
no subject
[Wash recoils in shock, nearly taking a step backwards. York is older, and his eye- what happened to his eye- and he's being nice-]
[This can't be real. None of this is real. This is some elaborate prank that they've all set up because they're not done hazing the rookie. At some point, everyone's going to pop out and make fun of him for his reaction, and he needs to not give them anything else to use against him.]
[Just a prank. A really, really elaborate one. Right.]
[He stays where he is.]
...you're acting weird.
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I think.
It's a work in progress.
no subject
[Right behind Carolina. Per usual.]
[...the only thing that doesn't fit is that York sounds awfully sincere about all of this, and everyone knows York can't lie. So then how does this-]
[He stops himself from chasing his thoughts in circles. None of this makes any sense, and chasing after everything without stopping to think isn't going to help. He thinks.]
[Of course, while his brain is occupied, his mouth goes right ahead with the first question it turns up:]
What happened to your eye?
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Also I was kind of a vain self centered asshole and no prank is worth walking around looking like this- [ he gestures to his eye, the scarring, the baggage he's gotten used to having. ] just to say 'got you rookie'.
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[Why were there live rounds on the training room floor?! How could that have-]
[But York continues on, and Wash abruptly derails that train of thought in an attempt to keep up. He still sounds incredibly sincere, he's calling himself out on his own bullshit, and-]
[It's like being in an episode of the Twilight Zone, if Wash is going to be honest with himself, but there's not much he can do about it. Hopefully this episode doesn't have a bad ending.]
If you say so.
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[ He'll let Wash absorb everything for a moment because this is...a really stark change, if he had to think about it. Put himself next to the guy this Wash knows? It's gotta be bizarre.
More than enough to make him a little uncomfortable. Still. He shoves the feeling back and waves Wash inside. ]
Wasn't kidding about the shit for smoothies. I know it's a 'bar' but it's kinda early in the day for cracking open beers.
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[So he'll roll with it. He'll wake up eventually, probably groggy and in a world of hurt, and things will make sense again. For now, he follows York into the little house bar.]
Thanks. [A beat.] You said you had a debrief packet?
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[ Like he's not one of those same types with the same kinda baggage. Still he pulls up the tablet with the packet and hands it over, Delta flickering to life over York's shoulder for a moment. ]
You have no memory of me?