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riverview2017-03-19 11:57 am
spellslots) wrote in riverview2017-03-19 11:57 am
☂ video; un: liches.get.stitches
Hail and well met, my dudes.
[Despite not having much experience with this kind of video technology, Taako has adapted pretty quickly, mostly because he’s vain as hell and gets to take pictures? Of himself? It’s amazing. So the camera is centered properly, he’s got Disguise Self cast to look the way he’s supposed to, and his stupidly long hair is braided down his back. ]
I got a couple'a things I wanna ask, figured this is the easiest way to do it.
[He holds up a finger, to count the first question:]
So weird thing here, has anyone heard of this fucked up black oil that, uh, that destroys worlds, I guess? [He casts Minor Illusion and the oil, similar to what he saw in Palmon's prophecy, appears in his hand. It's thick and dark and kind of unsettling.] Listen, I'm not really sure exactly what it is, but it's bad. When I saw this stuff, shit was like it'd drowned everything in sight. And uh, the gods are gone, seems like. Which is weird as hell and might be related. This ringing any bells?
[That was the worst explanation ever, but in his defence it's a pretty confusing situation. He's trying his best.]
Second lil thing. [He holds up a second finger, dropping the illusion so the oil disappears.] What the hell are all you thugs doing for money, 'cause gotta admit, I haven't got a whole lot of marketable skills but I'm fast running out of that sweet sweet cash and would really love to not starve, you know? Toss some ideas at me, I'm all ears.
[Get it, because he's an elf.
Well at least he thinks he's funny, since he's chuckling as he clicks off the video.]
[Despite not having much experience with this kind of video technology, Taako has adapted pretty quickly, mostly because he’s vain as hell and gets to take pictures? Of himself? It’s amazing. So the camera is centered properly, he’s got Disguise Self cast to look the way he’s supposed to, and his stupidly long hair is braided down his back. ]
I got a couple'a things I wanna ask, figured this is the easiest way to do it.
[He holds up a finger, to count the first question:]
So weird thing here, has anyone heard of this fucked up black oil that, uh, that destroys worlds, I guess? [He casts Minor Illusion and the oil, similar to what he saw in Palmon's prophecy, appears in his hand. It's thick and dark and kind of unsettling.] Listen, I'm not really sure exactly what it is, but it's bad. When I saw this stuff, shit was like it'd drowned everything in sight. And uh, the gods are gone, seems like. Which is weird as hell and might be related. This ringing any bells?
[That was the worst explanation ever, but in his defence it's a pretty confusing situation. He's trying his best.]
Second lil thing. [He holds up a second finger, dropping the illusion so the oil disappears.] What the hell are all you thugs doing for money, 'cause gotta admit, I haven't got a whole lot of marketable skills but I'm fast running out of that sweet sweet cash and would really love to not starve, you know? Toss some ideas at me, I'm all ears.
[Get it, because he's an elf.
Well at least he thinks he's funny, since he's chuckling as he clicks off the video.]
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[His voice is venom and if Ronan had the fangs to go with them, they'd be bared.]
Call it whatever you want.
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You just said someone died, that's usually not great!
[Whether or not Ronan was involved isn't clear, but considering the guy seems to know about it, Taako is guessing he had at least some experience.]
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[Nothing personal. Ronan's both touchy and traumatized. He's the opposite of a ray of sunshine.]
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'Cause this is pretty familiar, really, in a painful sort of way, but he's barely capable of navigating his own issues, he can't help some kid.]
Gonna take a stab in the fucking dark and go with no. That's usually how this shit works, in my experience.
[It's not a very elegant way of saying I get it, but the intent is there.]
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[If someone could pack a punch into a word, Ronan would have done so right then. There's no hope of getting memories out of his head now. Brain matter and blood on his hand play in a repeating loop, along with the sensation of having the life strangled out of him.
He's desperate to end the conversation, both out of the irresistible need to hit something and of knowing he should have kept his mouth shut.]
I'll let you know if I see your oil shit.
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'ppreciate it, my man. Good luck with whatever.
[Nailed it.
Ronan can hang up on him now please.]
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[Unceremoniously, Ronan hangs up and somehow resists throwing his fake phone. This has been an excellent reminder of why he hates them. But now he knows there's a wizard here who doesn't seem evil. So it's not a total loss.]
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