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acatalepsy_rpg2018-09-10 08:03 pm
seventhdawn) wrote in acatalepsy_rpg2018-09-10 08:03 pm
video - week 2
If I may, I request your attention for a short while.
[This mystery illness has taken a toll on Minfilia, and she's far from a pretty sight, with her nose and eyes red and the rest of her far too pale. She's not slept well, and any useful time awake she spends in weary attempts to find anything that might help all of them...if not feel better, then at least not get any worse. Really, she's rather stunned she managed to get the watch to do what she wanted, which is a feat even when she isn't a dizzy and congested mess.]
None of us are wont to suffer the symptoms of whatever is plaguing us for one moment longer than necessary. [She hopes.] In the last few days I have witnessed several sets of hands and minds at work in pursuit of a solution.
[A pause for a sound sneeze and a bit of coughing, which she tries her best to keep well away from the recording. The remainder of the message sounds as if someone is holding her nose, but there's nothing to be done about it now.]
Until now, these disparate but dedicated souls have, to my knowledge, proceeded tirelessly - and apart. We should all be better served by combining what we know has helped, and what has already proven itself of little use. To that end, I propose that all those striving for both treatment and cure convene as soon as possible, today if we can. The earlier talk of organizing aid and proper supplies will be invaluable as well. The kitchens ought to be sizable enough to hold a crowd.
I know also that a fair few of you wish to venture forth, or have done so, on temple grounds or out in the wilds, to further the chance at finding aught of use. Those who are well enough to travel could thereby divide into larger and more organized groups for continued investigation.
[This is wearing her out, and it's only talking and putting the words together in proper order.]
I look forward to working together in person.
[[ooc: So! A meeting in the kitchen after lunch - feel free to mingle as well as video chat! Primarily she's thinking they really ought to work together to go deeper into the temple or the forest, or both, because this is only getting worse for most people.]]
[This mystery illness has taken a toll on Minfilia, and she's far from a pretty sight, with her nose and eyes red and the rest of her far too pale. She's not slept well, and any useful time awake she spends in weary attempts to find anything that might help all of them...if not feel better, then at least not get any worse. Really, she's rather stunned she managed to get the watch to do what she wanted, which is a feat even when she isn't a dizzy and congested mess.]
None of us are wont to suffer the symptoms of whatever is plaguing us for one moment longer than necessary. [She hopes.] In the last few days I have witnessed several sets of hands and minds at work in pursuit of a solution.
[A pause for a sound sneeze and a bit of coughing, which she tries her best to keep well away from the recording. The remainder of the message sounds as if someone is holding her nose, but there's nothing to be done about it now.]
Until now, these disparate but dedicated souls have, to my knowledge, proceeded tirelessly - and apart. We should all be better served by combining what we know has helped, and what has already proven itself of little use. To that end, I propose that all those striving for both treatment and cure convene as soon as possible, today if we can. The earlier talk of organizing aid and proper supplies will be invaluable as well. The kitchens ought to be sizable enough to hold a crowd.
I know also that a fair few of you wish to venture forth, or have done so, on temple grounds or out in the wilds, to further the chance at finding aught of use. Those who are well enough to travel could thereby divide into larger and more organized groups for continued investigation.
[This is wearing her out, and it's only talking and putting the words together in proper order.]
I look forward to working together in person.
[[ooc: So! A meeting in the kitchen after lunch - feel free to mingle as well as video chat! Primarily she's thinking they really ought to work together to go deeper into the temple or the forest, or both, because this is only getting worse for most people.]]
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[She doesn't mean anything recorded by those from other worlds, although that would be useful too, probably. It takes her a minute but she seems to come around and realize where the confusion might be and shakes her head at the watch display.]
Whole, planned structures such as this one do not simply leap full-made from the ground. We have some sort of predecessor here, though they might well be centuries gone. Would they not have kept a record of important practices in their lives, at the very least?
[The possibility that Astoria just happened the Temple is there, but then why the appearance of age and decay?]
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[ that. 2B hadn't considered it, seeing as she's lived her entire (short) life on a planet covered in ruins like this. ]
Maybe. But it's easy for things like that to be destroyed. [ a pause as she thinks. ] We could dig for artifacts, if we knew where to look.
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[But she isn't dismissing the thought entirely. If they are to live here indefinitely, they ought to know as much about here as they can.]
I've a colleague who has made it his task to set forth and collect particular helpful herbs and other plants from the forest. If you are unaffected by this illness, might you be willing to accompany him? Twice the hands make for half the work.
[And she's been stopped more than once from making the trip herself - though she has gone. Just not the times she's been caught.]
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[ it was never really her job, but she'd ended up running errands like this for the androids (and occasionally, the machines) living on Earth more than a few times; she doesn't hesitate in agreeing. ]
What's his name?
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[She's had...a lot of conversations today and most of them without proper introductions. Gods, did she even begin her message with an introduction? The congestion must be stopping up courtesy on top of everything else.]
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[ she almost adds a ma'am, but she found most of the humans she met don't like it when she does that. ]
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A military designation? A reference to some sort of clan or tribal living arrangement?
Most probably an insult to ask for more unless 2B offers it.]
And you may call me Minfilia. [With something of an embarrassed smile, because since when has she managed an entire conversation and framework of a plan without even telling people who she is?] Well met, 2B.