Expatriate Darkleer (
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caughtinanetwork2012-03-12 06:37 pm
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[Well, that certainly is Darkleer appearing on the screen today. You would think him of all people would want to avoid showing up on the network with the thought bubbles running about. His is even right behind him, floating serenely. It's not shaped like some others may be. In fact, it's square, relatively flat, and almost seems like a window of some sort. Huh.]
[It soon becomes obvious that he's not worried because the thought window is certainly a busy little bee. Even as he pulls away from the SFC he's placed on his workbench, it's already flashing with images, all crowded against one another. Wires, motors, gears and pistons and mathematical equations of all sorts. They're stringed and pulled together, solving more than just one invention, more than one idea that he is mulling over and trying to piece together in his mind. Schematics. It's all schematics.]
[Settling himself, Darkleer adjusts his shades- still the same cheap ones he's been wearing since he gave the Psiioniic his original pair- and begins to quietly speak.]
I normally do not indulge in video, but something seems that for some reason, the buttons on my communicator have yet to work. It is going to take a while to fix them properly, so I decided that I would simply make a post now.
[In one corner of the thought window, another schematic is being made, the lines in blue. It looks like a large bird of some kind, but it disappears from view quick enough.]
The last time I contacted the network, it was to discuss a way of learning more about this place. In one of the conversations I had, we discussed about the invasions Vatheon is occasionally prone to. It was agreed that multiple safehouses set across the bubble.
[If one is looking closely, behind all the ideas and inventions and schematics that is in Darkleer's mind, they could possibly see a map of Vatheon.]
When I say 'multiple' safehouses, I do not mean every second building, nor do I mean a fortified fortress. But it would be ill advised to have merely one safehouse. What if someone is on an entirely different level of the city, after all?
I would like input on this idea.
[Encrypted to the Vatheon Defense Force]
After recent events that have been occurring, particularly to individuals that I know, I would like to offer some assistance. While normally the residents of this city are more or less... peaceful, I have noticed an increase, however brief, in dangerous individuals coming to the city. Their targets are not always able to use their communication device to contact help.
I'd like to discuss a solution I have in mind. Preferably with those in charge, but I believe the rest of you should have your own say as well.
[Two new images in the thought window: one dissecting an intricate mechanical bug and another of, strangely enough, a bow and arrow.]
[Encrypted to Dualscar.]
[Darkleer pause for a moment, a bit awkward before clearing his throat.]
If you are not busy with other matters, sir, I believe we should speak. Preferably in person.
[The image of the mechanical bug from before is made a bit more obvious amongst everything else, the wings color-coded, strangely enough, in orange as more details are put into them, constantly being rearranged and configured to Darkleer's liking.]
[It soon becomes obvious that he's not worried because the thought window is certainly a busy little bee. Even as he pulls away from the SFC he's placed on his workbench, it's already flashing with images, all crowded against one another. Wires, motors, gears and pistons and mathematical equations of all sorts. They're stringed and pulled together, solving more than just one invention, more than one idea that he is mulling over and trying to piece together in his mind. Schematics. It's all schematics.]
[Settling himself, Darkleer adjusts his shades- still the same cheap ones he's been wearing since he gave the Psiioniic his original pair- and begins to quietly speak.]
I normally do not indulge in video, but something seems that for some reason, the buttons on my communicator have yet to work. It is going to take a while to fix them properly, so I decided that I would simply make a post now.
[In one corner of the thought window, another schematic is being made, the lines in blue. It looks like a large bird of some kind, but it disappears from view quick enough.]
The last time I contacted the network, it was to discuss a way of learning more about this place. In one of the conversations I had, we discussed about the invasions Vatheon is occasionally prone to. It was agreed that multiple safehouses set across the bubble.
[If one is looking closely, behind all the ideas and inventions and schematics that is in Darkleer's mind, they could possibly see a map of Vatheon.]
When I say 'multiple' safehouses, I do not mean every second building, nor do I mean a fortified fortress. But it would be ill advised to have merely one safehouse. What if someone is on an entirely different level of the city, after all?
I would like input on this idea.
[Encrypted to the Vatheon Defense Force]
After recent events that have been occurring, particularly to individuals that I know, I would like to offer some assistance. While normally the residents of this city are more or less... peaceful, I have noticed an increase, however brief, in dangerous individuals coming to the city. Their targets are not always able to use their communication device to contact help.
I'd like to discuss a solution I have in mind. Preferably with those in charge, but I believe the rest of you should have your own say as well.
[Two new images in the thought window: one dissecting an intricate mechanical bug and another of, strangely enough, a bow and arrow.]
[Encrypted to Dualscar.]
[Darkleer pause for a moment, a bit awkward before clearing his throat.]
If you are not busy with other matters, sir, I believe we should speak. Preferably in person.
[The image of the mechanical bug from before is made a bit more obvious amongst everything else, the wings color-coded, strangely enough, in orange as more details are put into them, constantly being rearranged and configured to Darkleer's liking.]
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[Shakes his head, giving him a small smile.]
Nah, I'm just curious is all.
[...blip...blip blip.]
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[A slight frown. Guess who has two thumbs and doesn't believe you, bro?]
What is that beeping noise?
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[Summoner quickly collects himself, the blipping happening a few more times before stopping and he smiles and nods.]
That's uh, my sphere companion... thing. The ones that show your thoughts? I apparently got a noise as well.
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Do you know why it is making that noise, then? Mine has not made any that I am aware of.
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[Darkleer relaxes slightly.]
So it hasn't been causing you any trouble then?
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What about yours? [Glance.]
Feels, uh, very you.
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[He's clearly oblivious how a rather... familiar design of wing is in one half of the window, and a mechanical replica is being designed with almost loving detail opposite of it.]
I prefer to keep my mind busy, at any rate.
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[Smiles, leaning forward, hand under his chin.]
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[oh]
I imagine that would depend on how you intend to do so.
[There is a very, very small corner of that thought window which is slowly and subtly starting to be overcome by a few other things. Large hands bound by the wrist, a certain pair of red striped pants discarded... It's very small and subtle, but certainly there.]
not-son jack
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[Darkleer straightens slightly, confused before he turns in his seat-]
2/3
[W E L P]
no subject
[Darkleer makes a small noise of horror and embarrassment before quickly reaching over to make that little conversation private.]
[It is not for children!!!!!]
[Or anyone else in the bubble!!!]
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Various ways, most commanding and sexual in nature. [Twiddles his fingers, looking off into nothing for a moment.]
Creating an unbalanced power struggle and that sorta thing.
[Ope, there's a 'bing' from his bubble now.]
[Video] AND THEN EVERYTHING WAS PRIVATE
[And then he gets the message from Equius. With a small noise of embarrassment, Darkleer quickly makes this a highly private conversation.]
Lysunder!
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[Video] NOPE PRIVATE FOREVER, SHUT UUUUUUP
[So scandalized!]
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[Summoner why are you you]
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[Video/private] avert ye eyes, innocent children, bdsm warning 8T
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[Audio/Private] Perfectly fine... yep.
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W8w, I did n8t need to kn8w th8t.
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[That sure is a thought bubble filled with static!]
Mindfang, please.
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You 8nd
that g8y, huh.
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[In the meantime, his bubble is back to tinkering out schematics for more robots. One is still of the winged creature, and the other is an elaborate, complicated spider.]
Quite.
[He tries to say it calmly. One of them has to retain their cool, after all, and, well, Mindfang does have her... issues with Summoner.]
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The stuff with me and him has 8een
Uh
Rough on you I guess.
[ Understatement of the century. ]
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