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redshiftrp2019-07-15 02:51 pm
eudorapatch) wrote in redshiftrp2019-07-15 02:51 pm
[viedo] - open - username: det.patch
[ Patch thinks she's figured out how to broadcast to the network from the terminal screen in her room. She actually begins transmitting before she realizes, and there are a few candid moments of her checking settings along the edge of the screen, clearing her throat, running one hand through her hair and sweeping a few stray strands of her long bangs back behind her ear. ]
Hello, Anchor. My name is Detective Patch.
We've, ah, been through a lot these last two weeks. I can't be the only one who's had to suspend a lot of my disbelief to wrap my head around this place. It feels unreal. Part of me want to embrace that, to cling to the assertion that this can't be happening, and let that be a comfort. I don't think it'll be productive, though. I think our best method of accepting any new situation is to connect with others in the same situation.
I know, easier said than done. Opening up is never easy, especially to a stranger... so I'll go first.
[ She takes a deep breath. ]
I died. Back home. I was shot in the back - good shot. Center mass, a little left of the sternum. I bled out quickly. It didn't hurt much. I never really dwelt on the idea of my own violent death, but I always knew there was a strong chance of it in my line of work, and I knew that a gunshot would be top of the list of possible causes. I'd always assumed it would hurt... so much more than it did.
[ She takes another deep breath. ]
So I died, which I was... sort of prepared for. Then I woke up here. I was not at all prepared for that. I'm still not. I don't know if anyone else here has had a similar experience, has died in their own world. I don't know if anyone else is having trouble processing it. If you are, you're not alone. Which also means that I'm not alone, and I have to tell you-- that's a comforting thought.
If you'd like to talk about it, I'd-- like to hear about it. Maybe we can help each other.
[ A beat. She clears her throat again, and her posture gets a little bit straighter. ]
Maybe we can all help each other. The most important thing for us to remember, for us all to remember, is that we're not alone in this place. We're not going through this alone. We can get through this. We just need to take care of one another.
If there is anything I can do for you. If you need someone to talk to, or you want to go looking for something but you're afraid to go on your own, I'm here for you. Literally right here.
[ She uses both hands, index fingers extended, to point down at her feet, and the floor she's standing on. ]
I'm in room zero-two-zero, if you'd rather talk face to face, or if you need in person help with something else. It doesn't matter if we don't know each other. I still want to help.
[ And now she's not sure what to do. Other than end her broadcast. So she nods her head, just once, and offers the camera a little hopeful smile. ]
All right. Detective Patch, signing off, and... hoping to hear from you.
[ Then her hand reaches out toward the camera, right above the screen on her wall, and her feed goes dark. ]
Hello, Anchor. My name is Detective Patch.
We've, ah, been through a lot these last two weeks. I can't be the only one who's had to suspend a lot of my disbelief to wrap my head around this place. It feels unreal. Part of me want to embrace that, to cling to the assertion that this can't be happening, and let that be a comfort. I don't think it'll be productive, though. I think our best method of accepting any new situation is to connect with others in the same situation.
I know, easier said than done. Opening up is never easy, especially to a stranger... so I'll go first.
[ She takes a deep breath. ]
I died. Back home. I was shot in the back - good shot. Center mass, a little left of the sternum. I bled out quickly. It didn't hurt much. I never really dwelt on the idea of my own violent death, but I always knew there was a strong chance of it in my line of work, and I knew that a gunshot would be top of the list of possible causes. I'd always assumed it would hurt... so much more than it did.
[ She takes another deep breath. ]
So I died, which I was... sort of prepared for. Then I woke up here. I was not at all prepared for that. I'm still not. I don't know if anyone else here has had a similar experience, has died in their own world. I don't know if anyone else is having trouble processing it. If you are, you're not alone. Which also means that I'm not alone, and I have to tell you-- that's a comforting thought.
If you'd like to talk about it, I'd-- like to hear about it. Maybe we can help each other.
[ A beat. She clears her throat again, and her posture gets a little bit straighter. ]
Maybe we can all help each other. The most important thing for us to remember, for us all to remember, is that we're not alone in this place. We're not going through this alone. We can get through this. We just need to take care of one another.
If there is anything I can do for you. If you need someone to talk to, or you want to go looking for something but you're afraid to go on your own, I'm here for you. Literally right here.
[ She uses both hands, index fingers extended, to point down at her feet, and the floor she's standing on. ]
I'm in room zero-two-zero, if you'd rather talk face to face, or if you need in person help with something else. It doesn't matter if we don't know each other. I still want to help.
[ And now she's not sure what to do. Other than end her broadcast. So she nods her head, just once, and offers the camera a little hopeful smile. ]
All right. Detective Patch, signing off, and... hoping to hear from you.
[ Then her hand reaches out toward the camera, right above the screen on her wall, and her feed goes dark. ]
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I tried not to talk to them so I have no idea how it works.
They didn't create it. We found it and they spent months trying to figure out how to make it work.
Though.. I do think I went home for a bit and don't remember it. Probably because I'm not conscious. But I dunno how my Judge got here. She wasn't in Hadriel. So I was probably home before here.
And I only have some stuff I left with.
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[ If she's following that correctly. ]
Who is your Judge?
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CT-107. This thing does video right? One sec.
[There's some static and fumbling as he figures out how to transition to a video call. He turns the screen on something white and puffy that seems to suddenly think the comm is food.]
No go over there. You can't eat this.
[Says Pratt, because the wolf sure is gonna try to chomp it, a horrifying view of teeth and a thunk as she tries to pull the device away.]
You're supposed to be smart. Go.. go sit over there. Do an awoo.
[Pratt isn't visible on the feed but behind the camera he gives a pretty good wolf howl and CT-107 plops down on the ground and joins in. ]
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Is that a wolf? Your dog looks a lot like a wolf. You named her Judge?
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And she is a wolf. She's Clinical Trial 107. CT-107.
[Upon hearing her "name" the wolf stops howling and looks up at him before dropping her head onto her paws.]
But she wasn't with me in Hadriel so I must have gone home at some point. I think. Unless I came straight here and she came from home... randomly. That wouldn't make sense.
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[ If so that's kind of weird, but probably not for the wolf. It's not like she knows the difference. ]
So why do you call her Judge if that's not her name?
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[Famous last words.]
It's kinda a long story. Judge is sorta a .. category I guess. She's trained in a certain way. For hunting.
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All right, but why do you call wolves that are trained to hunt Judges? Wouldn't you call them Hunters?
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Why does it matter?
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[ None of what they're talking about now matters, really. Isn't that the point of getting to know people? Patch looks obviously confused. ]
Am I bothering you?
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I'm more interested in if the water is drinkable long-term, or if the dome is gonna crack and we're all gonna get radiation poisoning, or if there's gonna be enough food.