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revivalproject2021-05-01 09:27 pm
beholding_archivist) wrote in revivalproject2021-05-01 09:27 pm
[ network ]
[ Static is what begins this broadcast. A little crackle at first, but quickly increasing and peaking for a moment before receding again. Once it has mostly died down a deep, labored intake of breath can be heard before the image taken of the camera flickers to life.
Jon looks into said camera with a mix of dread and fatigue, fresh blood smeared through a face that hasn't been a shower in a while, yet has been to plenty of unpleasant places very recently. His hair is messy. Cut short and out of his face for practicality, but nowhere as neatly trimmed as it has been after their visit to Coruscant. Much more notable are his eyes, however. Where before their dull, muddy green hasn't been drawing much attention, they are now a brighter, much more piercing and maybe a little unnatural greyish green.
After a moment of quietly contemplating his screen, Jon's face settles into a frown. His voice carries a slight tremor when he starts speaking, causing the static to return for half a moment before it levels back down along with the tremor in Jon's voice. ]
H̶ow.̧.̡. ̀
... how long was I gone? And--
What happened to the network?
[ He tried scrolling back, but all he can see is the same message, over and over and over again. ]
Jon looks into said camera with a mix of dread and fatigue, fresh blood smeared through a face that hasn't been a shower in a while, yet has been to plenty of unpleasant places very recently. His hair is messy. Cut short and out of his face for practicality, but nowhere as neatly trimmed as it has been after their visit to Coruscant. Much more notable are his eyes, however. Where before their dull, muddy green hasn't been drawing much attention, they are now a brighter, much more piercing and maybe a little unnatural greyish green.
After a moment of quietly contemplating his screen, Jon's face settles into a frown. His voice carries a slight tremor when he starts speaking, causing the static to return for half a moment before it levels back down along with the tremor in Jon's voice. ]
H̶ow.̧.̡. ̀
... how long was I gone? And--
What happened to the network?
[ He tried scrolling back, but all he can see is the same message, over and over and over again. ]
[Video]
[ He admits this with a sigh, pausing what he is doing to look at his own phone. ]
Oh, ah... I- I'm sorry about that.
[ And he waves her question off unhappily. ]
...don't worry about that, Catra. I'll be fine. Didn't kill me as much as I believed it would.
Has... Anything terrible happened while I was away?
[Video]
[Catra frowns, and seems to be moving now. If Jon looks closely he might catch sight of the big hole in the ceiling of the factory as she passes it.]
The network went all weird, and Tony fell out of the sky, that's about it. You weren't gone long.
[Video]
I... Just don't know. If they came along or... Not.
I need to see Tony.
[Video]
I'm going to the forge, hang on.
[Video]
[ He hasn't exactly told her anything about the Fears before... ]
I- uh... I will make my way there.
[Video]
[Video]
[ For looking out for Tony while ha was away. ]
[Video]
Just stay this time, okay?
Re: [Video]
[ Yes, he will do his best to stay. ]