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forgodssake) wrote2014-01-23 03:16 pm
forgodssake) wrote2014-01-23 03:16 pm
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CHARLES XAVIER
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then it's settled. when would you like me to come by for him?
and thank you also
and thank you also
I'm not busy. we can sort out the particulars after. it occurs to me I have no idea how you properly manage an animal on a spaceship for extended periods of time.
The hardest part is the chaos after the jump and getting food together for them, since the ship isn't exactly bursting at the seams with Beneful. Lucky for you, we've figured out how to make dog food and I like to cook.
[ Granted that's not exactly cooking but. Oh well. ]
[ Granted that's not exactly cooking but. Oh well. ]
[ It's hard to see much of anything, the video filled with black shadow and strange red light turning up shapes and shadowy reflections off glass and metal, but for those familiar with the third level of the science department, that is what it is.
Charles keeps the comms device recording at around chest level as he moves towards the back, approaching a wall that is black not just from darkness, but painted as such. He approaches a mural, wherein the feed immediately starts to warp, grainy static obscuring the image. ]
Of course, [ is muttered. Through the static, there's a new light source -- a flashlight roaming over the picture, fixing where the face would be. ] Looks like substantial damage is scratched into the face, physically. I'm going to see if--
[ There's a pause. Silence. The implication of movement of paint over the wall, but again, it's hard to see through the visual noise and interference. The image itself appears to shrink, black filling in. ]
I've changed the mural back to the way it was, for the record. Going to find a new home for it, I think.
[ Louder, but less direct; ]
Cassandr--
[ But the feed is terminated there. ]
Charles keeps the comms device recording at around chest level as he moves towards the back, approaching a wall that is black not just from darkness, but painted as such. He approaches a mural, wherein the feed immediately starts to warp, grainy static obscuring the image. ]
Of course, [ is muttered. Through the static, there's a new light source -- a flashlight roaming over the picture, fixing where the face would be. ] Looks like substantial damage is scratched into the face, physically. I'm going to see if--
[ There's a pause. Silence. The implication of movement of paint over the wall, but again, it's hard to see through the visual noise and interference. The image itself appears to shrink, black filling in. ]
I've changed the mural back to the way it was, for the record. Going to find a new home for it, I think.
[ Louder, but less direct; ]
Cassandr--
[ But the feed is terminated there. ]
[ His personal quarters, the usual and expected Tranquility bedroom layout, with some of his personal effects laid out here and there. The focal point is the black labrador mix, about six months old -- all gangly limbs and floppy ears and white teeth, rolled on his side and chewing on something its probably meant to be chewing on.
From Xavier, who is ostensibly holding the comms device while reclined on his bed, there's a sharp whistle. The dog looks up, item dropping from his mouth.
Then, with a scrape of blunt claws on the floor, he gets up in a rush to come nose enthusiastically at the comms device, heavy breathing staticky in the mic, a hand coming into view to simultaneously push the dog's head away and give a hearty scratch behind the ears. ]
From Xavier, who is ostensibly holding the comms device while reclined on his bed, there's a sharp whistle. The dog looks up, item dropping from his mouth.
Then, with a scrape of blunt claws on the floor, he gets up in a rush to come nose enthusiastically at the comms device, heavy breathing staticky in the mic, a hand coming into view to simultaneously push the dog's head away and give a hearty scratch behind the ears. ]
Edited 2014-11-05 10:10 (UTC)
almost complete absence of requested expert input despite there being some available
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accusations of mad scientistry
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security nosing in
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accusations of mad scientistry
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security nosing in
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at least they're consistent
I did have one other scientist contact me
privately, so as best to escape unwanted scrutiny
I don't see why anyone thinks we're the ones to bloody well worry about
I did have one other scientist contact me
privately, so as best to escape unwanted scrutiny
I don't see why anyone thinks we're the ones to bloody well worry about
it was Dr Gallo
she was very accommodating
and also implied she's of your camp too
[ Magic, that is. ]
she was very accommodating
and also implied she's of your camp too
[ Magic, that is. ]
I'm sure there are some engineering chappies with time of their hands too
lovely as it would be for people to volunteer their assistance of their own volition
I do think I'm getting somewhere with my muddling through, that said
and Ms Stacy worked for an organisation that was rather ahead of its time technologically, apparently
lovely as it would be for people to volunteer their assistance of their own volition
I do think I'm getting somewhere with my muddling through, that said
and Ms Stacy worked for an organisation that was rather ahead of its time technologically, apparently
I think so as well
relatedly
level one's not undergone any changes that I can see but I can't be certain
the R&D level's underwent a minor renovation in the unsettling form of rooms designed for containment, and some gurneys with blood stains
so poking around those and running some tests will be my afternoon
I opted not to mention that in my posting
relatedly
level one's not undergone any changes that I can see but I can't be certain
the R&D level's underwent a minor renovation in the unsettling form of rooms designed for containment, and some gurneys with blood stains
so poking around those and running some tests will be my afternoon
I opted not to mention that in my posting
everyone's favourite
and yes of course
I'll hook them in once I've satisfied some curiousity
and before you have any inclination to Tyke me: yes I'll be careful
and yes of course
I'll hook them in once I've satisfied some curiousity
and before you have any inclination to Tyke me: yes I'll be careful
Edited 2014-11-05 09:25 (UTC)
what
it's a joke
if I were my department head I'd tell me to be careful too
it's a joke
if I were my department head I'd tell me to be careful too
fair point
superhuman ability testing also springs to mind
Petrelli the junior's radiation powers
we used an underground bunker to accommodate Alex Summers, back home
superhuman ability testing also springs to mind
Petrelli the junior's radiation powers
we used an underground bunker to accommodate Alex Summers, back home
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