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riverview2017-04-09 05:51 pm
onthehalfshell) wrote in riverview2017-04-09 05:51 pm
@wikus.vandermerwe: Video (Warning: Some Body Horror)
[The video starts with the view blocked by a hand. The view shakes a little.]
Is this started- right. Okay.
[The hand draws back, revealing a rather mousy brunet man. He's smiling, but his lips keep twitching as if they might collapse into a frown at any moment. His gaze keeps flicking away from the camera, as if he's having trouble keeping even virtual eye-contact. The nervousness might have something to do with the fact that his left eye and hand are distinctly not human, and there are several inflamed patches on his left cheek where something dark and chitinous pokes through the skin.
He tries to fold his hands, twitches slightly when the human right touches the inhuman left, and settles for strumming his fingers on the table instead.]
Since we're all going to be living and working together in this city for the next couple years, I thought it would be good introduce myself. Less of a, uh, surprise that that way.
I am Wikus van de Merwe, and I am- was- an employee of…
[Trailing off, he seems to think better of that particular fact.]
I'm from Johannesburg. That's in South Africa, for those of you, ah, familiar with Earth and it's countries. I grew up there, and it's where I live with my beautiful wife, Tania, who I know is- she's waiting for me to come home, and-
[Another pause, this one accompanied by placing a hand on his forehead and inhaling deeply through his nose. It takes a few moments before he's ready to speak again.]
Anyway, if you're worried about this- [He lifts his alien hand, clenching and unclenching tentacle-like fingers.] You don't need to worry about this. I'm not- it's not contagious or anything. I just had a little accident and- Ow!
[He claps his hand to his mouth, coughs, then promptly spits something out. It's hard to tell given the camera's focus, but it looks like it might be a tooth.]
Fok-! [The alien hand reaches out and the video ends.]
Is this started- right. Okay.
[The hand draws back, revealing a rather mousy brunet man. He's smiling, but his lips keep twitching as if they might collapse into a frown at any moment. His gaze keeps flicking away from the camera, as if he's having trouble keeping even virtual eye-contact. The nervousness might have something to do with the fact that his left eye and hand are distinctly not human, and there are several inflamed patches on his left cheek where something dark and chitinous pokes through the skin.
He tries to fold his hands, twitches slightly when the human right touches the inhuman left, and settles for strumming his fingers on the table instead.]
Since we're all going to be living and working together in this city for the next couple years, I thought it would be good introduce myself. Less of a, uh, surprise that that way.
I am Wikus van de Merwe, and I am- was- an employee of…
[Trailing off, he seems to think better of that particular fact.]
I'm from Johannesburg. That's in South Africa, for those of you, ah, familiar with Earth and it's countries. I grew up there, and it's where I live with my beautiful wife, Tania, who I know is- she's waiting for me to come home, and-
[Another pause, this one accompanied by placing a hand on his forehead and inhaling deeply through his nose. It takes a few moments before he's ready to speak again.]
Anyway, if you're worried about this- [He lifts his alien hand, clenching and unclenching tentacle-like fingers.] You don't need to worry about this. I'm not- it's not contagious or anything. I just had a little accident and- Ow!
[He claps his hand to his mouth, coughs, then promptly spits something out. It's hard to tell given the camera's focus, but it looks like it might be a tooth.]
Fok-! [The alien hand reaches out and the video ends.]
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[She's familiar with the concept of curses with no cures, unfortunately.]
Well, this land has a great many strange and wondrous things. Perhaps you could have luck here, where those in your homeland have failed you? I would not shut others out so quickly.
[There's a hopeful tone in her voice, but she understands why he might have none.]
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[Unfortunately.]
I sincerely wish you luck, Mister van de Merwe. Even if everything can't be made right for you... I hope that some of your ails might be relieved.
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So he actually switches to voice, sounding tired and sincere.]
Hey, thanks, man. I appreciate that.