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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[Bing.... bing.]
No, that is not a thing we are doing.
[Bing.]
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[Enjoy seeing the way your face flushes and how embarrassed you get when Darkleer starts reciting poetry to you, Summoner. Oh, memories!]
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This isn't at all humorous in any way, at all!
[...bing.]
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[Remember that time he had you pinned against the table, Summoner? And you were covering your face with your hands?]
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[Whine...]
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[One last snicker before the bubble goes back to its usual business.]
I can't let you get one over me all the time, you know.
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...True, I uh, I guess.
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How have your wings been doing?
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[Swing and-
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oh.]
Is this going to result in yet another innuendo of sorts?
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Perhaps, uh, actually, most definitely. That is very much a thing that is going to happen.
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[A light cough into his fist. The schematics in his mind are going at a much slower pace now.]
By all means, please continue.
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Now then, you'd love to see what I can do with my wings, all right, I get that. They are pretty much one of the most astounding things ever, heh. But on a uh, more lewd topic, perhaps I'm a bit more talented with my mouth and hands than I've let on.
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You have had me quite fooled then, for I was under the impression you were already extraordinarily skilled in that particular area.
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[Raising his hand to his chest, Darkleer just stares slightly.]
Taste for yourself?
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[Do you like seeing yourself on that screen, Summoner? Because that is definitely you in between a certain archer's legs, grinning slyly and licking your lips, hands on his thighs. Darkleer sounds just a bit dazed imagining it.]
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Iiii- like that show. Maybe I'll have to try that out for myself, eh? I prefer first hand experience.
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You are the one who continuously says such suggestive things...
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[Audio/Private] Perfectly fine... yep.
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