vatheon sfc network
November 21st, 2012 
02:38 am - 023 || video
double_edged: (pic#4284169)
It just... needs something more.

[The voice comes as just a bit worn-out as the old Lombax starts fiddling with something on his desk, half buried into what appears to be a hat of all things. Just a simple metal hat with nothing suspicious about it at all, nope. Jade suggested he should build something, and it wasn't like the rest of the city would understand what it was anyway.

But that sure is a lot of devotion to a weird-looking hat, isn't it? Just what is he up to?]


No dark matter here. Going to have to improvise...

[The General stops, pulling out of his work to rub at his eyes tiredly.]

...damn it, again? Why don't I just set up camp by that damned Coral while I'm at it?

[Aaaand this continues on for a little while.]
10:48 am - [001 | video]
corporealizing: (Default)
[When the video feed turns on, Lu-Shen looks a lot less composed than he did to anyone who might have seen him earlier in the month. Perhaps a shade paler, with a slight dark smudge under his eyes - someone's been neglecting sleep.

He's sitting at a table in what is obviously a suite in the Phasma Apartments to anyone who might recognize it, with a thick book on the table in front of him. At first it's not entirely obvious if the post was made on purpose, as he's simply looking at the book with a sort of vacant expression, lips pursed, and then his eyes flutter shut. He leans heavily to the side, against his hand, and for a long moment it seems like he's just fallen asleep, despite it being midday. Then the fingers of his other hand twitch into a loose fist, and he jerks awake with a small inhalation of breath.

For a moment, he looks confused, a little lost, and then he glances over at the SFC again, thoughtfully. He makes two slow blinks, and then shakes his head slightly.]


It's nothing like being...

[He speaks quietly, as if to himself, and then addresses any watchers.]

The coral I've read about, a source of power...does anyone know the nature of how our bodies were changed to need this power source?

[It's a vague question, and he's having trouble wording what's in his mind. Things are a little jumbled. And, whoops, his eyelashes are fluttering again.]

[OOC: Responses might be slow today but I'll be around longer tomorrow sorry!]
has_too_many_moles: (training)
[Unlike most accidental recording this one was originally set up to be a simple private recording meant for training purposes. Yukio had placed his SFC on top of the odd looking pitching contraption that he had commissioned earlier. Stepping back behind a simple yellow line tapped off on the floor Yukio squared his shoulders and brought his hands up in a simple and loose position crossed before him. There was a second before the machine warmed up and one by one a series of baseballs started to shoot towards him all at various speeds and at different angles and one by one Yukio shot down each of them with a single shot.]
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