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soul_campaign2012-02-21 12:32 pm
dissenter) wrote in soul_campaign2012-02-21 12:32 pm
001 (jan. 27) / video.
[good afternoon Death City. hope you aren't tired of new arrivals yet because here's another one.
it's hard to tell where exactly this particular old bespectacled man is recording from because most of the screen is taken up by the biggest hat in the cosmos. don't be intimidated, though! he seems friendly enough, though his attention constantly flickers from his unseen audience to a point just beyond them -- as if he's almost more interested in the communicator itself than who's behind it. the quiet muttering doesn't help.] A mirror, eh? Curious choice...
[right, he's supposed to be talking to people. whoops! he blinks, starts, and smiles apologetically, refocusing.] Ah-- greetings. My name is Qilby, and I am an Eliatrope.
[an awkward, expectant pause as if he's hoping that by some stretch the term should be familiar to someone out there. or maybe he's just hesitant to address his next point.] ...I don't suppose I'm the only one that finds it rather tragic that by bringing us here and giving us these new abilities, they've stripped us of our powers that arguably could have been more useful to help end this conflict. And now we must figure out how to harness an entirely new set of skills... Well. They say you can't teach an old boowolf new tricks, and I doubt I'm an exception. [and his smile at his own "joke" implies that he is a very old boowolf indeed.]
That aside, I'm more than willing to try and learn. Tell me, how have people's experiences been? I'm afraid I haven't had to fight a war in a long time.
[and at that, he looks very tired.] A very, very long time.
it's hard to tell where exactly this particular old bespectacled man is recording from because most of the screen is taken up by the biggest hat in the cosmos. don't be intimidated, though! he seems friendly enough, though his attention constantly flickers from his unseen audience to a point just beyond them -- as if he's almost more interested in the communicator itself than who's behind it. the quiet muttering doesn't help.] A mirror, eh? Curious choice...
[right, he's supposed to be talking to people. whoops! he blinks, starts, and smiles apologetically, refocusing.] Ah-- greetings. My name is Qilby, and I am an Eliatrope.
[an awkward, expectant pause as if he's hoping that by some stretch the term should be familiar to someone out there. or maybe he's just hesitant to address his next point.] ...I don't suppose I'm the only one that finds it rather tragic that by bringing us here and giving us these new abilities, they've stripped us of our powers that arguably could have been more useful to help end this conflict. And now we must figure out how to harness an entirely new set of skills... Well. They say you can't teach an old boowolf new tricks, and I doubt I'm an exception. [and his smile at his own "joke" implies that he is a very old boowolf indeed.]
That aside, I'm more than willing to try and learn. Tell me, how have people's experiences been? I'm afraid I haven't had to fight a war in a long time.
[and at that, he looks very tired.] A very, very long time.
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What kind of powers did you have back home? I take it you're a mage, right? Did you specialize in an element or certain type of magic?
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This definitely wouldn't be the first time I've travelled to another dimension, though. And it wouldn't be the first time I've been stuck in one. [a half-smile...] The company is far better this time around.
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[ Natsu shakes his head and then offers shounen encouragement. ]
Guess we'll just have to do it the old-fashioned way and fight their war. Don't worry, Curry! I gotcha covered.
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It seems that way.
But I'll consider myself lucky to have such an... Exuberant young one fighting by my side. Perhaps you can show this old Eliatrope a thing or two.
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wait what]
Erm... [for a moment he considers protesting the point but apparently by now he's accepted that this is just the way this boy is.] ...I look forward to it, Natsu.