5 ♐ Video ♐ Serious McSeriousface

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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.]

Comments

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[aim_exorable]

Oh?

[Swing and-



wait


oh.]

Is this going to result in yet another innuendo of sorts?

[Video/Private]

[rebull]

[That a boy!]

Perhaps, uh, actually, most definitely. That is very much a thing that is going to happen.

[Video/Private]

[aim_exorable]

Well then.

[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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[rebull]

Heh, sure, babe.

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.

[Audio/Private]

[aim_exorable]

[Consider his attention quite riveted!]

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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[rebull]

We nearly haven't spent enough time doing that, I can assure you. And I've still yet to get a taste for myself.

[Audio/Private]

[aim_exorable]

Goodness, I feel as if that has been the majority of what we have been doing...

[Raising his hand to his chest, Darkleer just stares slightly.]

Taste for yourself?

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[rebull]

Come on, think about it.

[video/Private]

[aim_exorable]

Oh goodness...

[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.]

[Audio/Private]

[rebull]

Hmm~

Iiii- like that show. Maybe I'll have to try that out for myself, eh? I prefer first hand experience.

[Audio/Private]

[aim_exorable]

[Another flush and Darkleer looks as if he is going to push the thought window away, only to stop.]

You are the one who continuously says such suggestive things...

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[rebull]

...Uh, and?

[Audio/Private]

[aim_exorable]

I keep thinking of such things...

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[rebull]

Does that bother you?

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[aim_exorable]

[Stare. And the bubble isn't revealing anything either.]

If it truly bothered me, I'd turn off the communicator. You certainly aren't as complicated as Dualscar.

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[rebull]

I-...Sorry, I just don't want to fuck this up, I don't, uh, really want to ruin something that's going this well.

So I think it is better to just, ask... and make sure, you know? Regardless, [Breath.]

Nevermind, I'll trust you to tell me when I uh, fly out of line.

[Audio/Private]

[aim_exorable]

You know...

[Darkleer gives a slight smile.]

I think, for all your inexperience, you are going to be perfectly fine at this.

[Audio/Private] Perfectly fine... yep.

[rebull]

Eh, heh, maybe. I feel like I'm doing an okay job?

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[aim_exorable]

You're doing an excellent job. There isn't any need to worry.

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[rebull]

Heh, good. I don't really know what would... uh, be considered wrong? So I guess I tend to sometimes worry about, uh, like, accidentally doing that? Uh, that being something that is wrong.

I think, animals are just so much easier, they make a lot more sense to me, and I am not sure everything I learned from them is appropriate for our kind?

[Video/Private]

[aim_exorable]

That's certainly true. Still, there is much to be learned by time. Amazing, really...

[And then Darkleer's thoughts were filled with nothing but various wildlife and sketches.]

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[rebull]

I think so, I definitely learned a lot from them. [A pause, the sound of him leaning back in his chair.]

But, uh, romance, and that kind of thing was always something I wasn't sure about. Romance and uh, territory based dominance.

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[aim_exorable]

Hmm... I can understand territory based dominance.

[The schematics of traps, now, but they're not as... smooth as everything before has been. They're almost like child's sketches, even.]

I believe we've already gone over the... awkwardness of taking advice from animals, however.

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[rebull]

Uh, yeah, to a point. But I'm not going to go about pailing every troll in my area to assert my dominance there, I'll just stick to whatever mates come my way when I feel like it.

[Yeessh, hoofbeasts. Antlered ones especially.]

Uh, yeah, we have. Dural is a uh, good example of that, heh.

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[...Wait. Something about that phrasing isn't... right.]

Pardon?

[Static is starting to take over some portions of the screen...]