James Pleiades Hawkins!! (
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snowblindrpg2015-07-21 10:44 pm
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[network video] @JPHawkins; DAY 17, 1pm [open]
[ When the video cuts on, Jim isn't looking at the camera. His head is twisted around to stare somewhere over his shoulder as his chest heaves with exertion (or maybe fear.) There's a bruise blossoming on his cheek where he'd fallen trying to escape and a dried trail of blood from his nose to his chin that he's forgotten about.
The microphone picks up the noise of the monsters outside in the snow over the rattle of Jim's breath. When there's a break in the sound Jim seems to remember what he'd been doing and turns back to the tablet. ]
Please tell me someone else is seeing these things. They're some kind of - of - of shadow things.
[ Jim has seen weird. He's seen creepy, thanks to Captain Flint. But he's never seen anything like those. Still, something about them had seemed almost too familiar. It's that which makes him wonder if it's all in his own head. ]
If you are? Don't fight them. Just run.
The microphone picks up the noise of the monsters outside in the snow over the rattle of Jim's breath. When there's a break in the sound Jim seems to remember what he'd been doing and turns back to the tablet. ]
Please tell me someone else is seeing these things. They're some kind of - of - of shadow things.
[ Jim has seen weird. He's seen creepy, thanks to Captain Flint. But he's never seen anything like those. Still, something about them had seemed almost too familiar. It's that which makes him wonder if it's all in his own head. ]
If you are? Don't fight them. Just run.
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[It's a shame, it had seemed a good theory to begin with.]
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Eventually he remembers Al is there, and adds: ] But it would have to be venting somewhere, and it might melt the snow.
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[He doesn't understand the technology, but something that big can't be stealthy.]
Unless they have smaller versions of it, somehow?
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Maybe. There's no reason for the door to be that big, anyway, unless you're trying to fit ships through it.
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[Because god knows he'd rather it be this than a portal of Truth.]
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[ Which wound point to it not being the way they were brought here, but Jim's not thinking too hard about that. He feels better having a theory.
After a moment's thought, Jim cautiously approaches one of the windows. There are still shadow creatures outside, but it's been long enough that if they were coming through the windows they would've done it already. He turns on the camera and points it at the window before fogging up the glass and drawing some rough imitations of the sigils from the map. ]
Most of it was covered in writing like this.
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Do you know what it means?
[When he finally does reply, his voice is distracted.]
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[ He sounds disappointed that he has no answer there. He hadn't made head or tails of it, but then he hadn't really stopped to look at the puzzle one they'd uncovered what it did. And there hadn't been any time on the planet itself. BEN might've, now that his brain's restored, but BEN's back home. ]
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[Perhaps that similarity, however vague, is a tenuous connection between their worlds, though.]
If I find anything with those on, though, I'll definitely let you know.
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[ If Jim is a little accusatory, it's only because the shadows are making him twitchy. ]
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[Wow, rude, just because it's not spaceships (literally) or fancy holograms.]
But I'm talking about alchemy now, it's a type of science. Some symbols kind of like this, but more complex, are drawn when someone wants to perform transmutation. It might be related, but... maybe not.
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[ That sounds like magic, Al. Suspiciously so. ]
Or do you mean equations?
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[This explanation probably isn't helping the 'not magic' theory, is it?]
Like... if you drew the symbols, it wouldn't work. You have to be an alchemist and understand the transmutation circles in order to make them work for you.
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[Ed and Al were destined to be alchemists, considering their father was a living philosopher's stone.]
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[ That doesn't really sit right with Jim, but then life's unfair. ]
Sorry for the wait
[He shrugs, the sound of it communicating through the tablet as a tiny clink of metal.]
Besides, not everyone would even want to become an alchemist.