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[When the SFC turns on, the image is at a funny angle, but it clearly shows a soaked red-headed young man leaned up against the fountain. He's dressed in a bright red military outfit with a long yellow scarf around his neck, but it's clear parts are badly singed and even the man himself isn't in the best shape. Part of his arm and one of his knees seems to be torn open, but instead of blood and tissue, there's metal and sparks and some sort of fuel leaking from the wounds.

Still, despite the injuries, the man's spirits don't seem to be damaged. He groans in frustration as he takes in his surroundings.]

Dammit! Now what? Hey, Joe, can you hear me?

[When there's no response, the frustration flashes clear on his face. Jet's eyes take in his new surroundings and eventually find the recording SFC and the brochure nearby. The brochure he decides to set aside for the moment in favor of the weird thing that looked like some sort of technology.]

What the hell is this thing..?

[And then he promptly discovers the off button.]

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[He's...not okay with that, but he can't really complain either. Suck it up or deal with having a busted leg were his options, so he just leaned back on the fountain and did his best to relax.]

Yeah, well I don't have anywhere to go, so do what you need to.

[Dirk nods and gets to work. Occasionally, he might ask Jet a question about his leg, or tell Jet to move so that he can do something, but for the most part he stays quiet as he pokes around. Eventually, he moves back and cracks his knuckles.]

That should work. You want to test this shit out?

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