36411- ᴛʏᴋᴇ × ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ ᴋᴇᴇ (
puppydogeyes) wrote in
ataraxion2011-12-08 03:58 pm
ONE: video
[The video starts out at an odd angle, the device left on the bed as Taylor sorts through the other items she'd found in her locker. She's confused and a little disorientated, but she still starts out with an accusatory tone in her voice, clearly thinking that she is addressing someone specifically.]
Is this another test mission? You should give us briefs, you know, it's not like we ever get a real mission where we just wake up wherever and fumble through it.
[Quiet for a long minute, waiting for a response, checking a gun over to make sure it's all in working order. Still no response, though, and she continues, more anger seeping into her tone.]
Or maybe you're finally trying to get rid of me. [Her expression hardens.] Fuck it, whatever. Guess the worst I can do is survive whatever this is.
[She looks the gun over one more time before holstering it, then starts gathering the rest of the items up; three grenade-like devices that she settles onto the uniform's belt; chewing gum, dog treats, mascara, spare ammo - all go in various pockets. Lastly, she scoops up a dog - a chihuahua, surprisingly calm looking for the strange environment - and rests him on her hip.]
Oh, yeah. And don't ever stick one of my dogs in a fucking locker again.
Is this another test mission? You should give us briefs, you know, it's not like we ever get a real mission where we just wake up wherever and fumble through it.
[Quiet for a long minute, waiting for a response, checking a gun over to make sure it's all in working order. Still no response, though, and she continues, more anger seeping into her tone.]
Or maybe you're finally trying to get rid of me. [Her expression hardens.] Fuck it, whatever. Guess the worst I can do is survive whatever this is.
[She looks the gun over one more time before holstering it, then starts gathering the rest of the items up; three grenade-like devices that she settles onto the uniform's belt; chewing gum, dog treats, mascara, spare ammo - all go in various pockets. Lastly, she scoops up a dog - a chihuahua, surprisingly calm looking for the strange environment - and rests him on her hip.]
Oh, yeah. And don't ever stick one of my dogs in a fucking locker again.

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who are you
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tyke.
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who are you
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cartazonos familiar to you at all?
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that's where I'm from. thought this might be something to do with it.
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Kasumi. Keelah, am I glad to find you here.
I was beginning to think I was the only one.
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Tali, is that you? I wish I could say I'm happy to hear from you, but I don't think winding up here is something anyone is happy about.
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Tyke!
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You're not my team. They reshuffling us or something?
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I don't know, nobody really knows why the hell we're here, but I haven't heard Reg--Uh. Keyboard's big mouth yet, so I don't think she's here. I think it's just us.
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Not like Sparrows ever likes making sense. Unless this isn't anything to do with her.
[Which... who the hell was bigger than Sparrows?]
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