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touchscreens2013-12-28 11:06 pm
rekindlenpcs) wrote in touchscreens2013-12-28 11:06 pm
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[video + a̴̞̰̩ư̲̩̳d̘͘i̶̝͖̩o]
Hello, guests of our fair city!
[A young woman appears on the screen, dressed in white robes with a very ornate pattern on the hood and sleeves inlaid with gold thread. She stretches her arms out in welcome, a warm smile crossing her lips.]
My name is Rhea, and I am the one who presides over our ancient traditions - including those kept within our temple that was only recently reclaimed by the plight that has infected our homes.
[She bows her head in thought, and despite herself, tones down her youthfulness into a more serious tone.]
My fellow priestesses, the monks, and I hope you had a festive winter holiday season despite those creatures who seemed taken with us all. Let me ease your fears and say that those slain shortly before your Earthen holiday of Christmas were the last, and our... partners in the science department are s-
[And just like that, the video cuts as a laugh echoes through the now-staticky feed as though they weren't being broadcasted by something that had been linked directly to the network like the initial feed. Judging by the tone, it is decidedly male.]
Shown yourself to give them a sense of safety, have you my dearest Rhea? And I thought the priestess you succeeded had taught you better than to lie to your guests.
[There is a clearing of a throat and further pause before the video cuts back to Rhea, looking quite at a loss for words.]
...A-As I was saying, the science department as collected a few of the rocks for study. Though I doubt they'll find much on an object that has lost it's magic, if what history reads.
Iif you have any questions, I would be glad to answer them.
[As the feed cuts, she mouths "What was that?" to someone off-screen.]
[A young woman appears on the screen, dressed in white robes with a very ornate pattern on the hood and sleeves inlaid with gold thread. She stretches her arms out in welcome, a warm smile crossing her lips.]
My name is Rhea, and I am the one who presides over our ancient traditions - including those kept within our temple that was only recently reclaimed by the plight that has infected our homes.
[She bows her head in thought, and despite herself, tones down her youthfulness into a more serious tone.]
My fellow priestesses, the monks, and I hope you had a festive winter holiday season despite those creatures who seemed taken with us all. Let me ease your fears and say that those slain shortly before your Earthen holiday of Christmas were the last, and our... partners in the science department are s-
[And just like that, the video cuts as a laugh echoes through the now-staticky feed as though they weren't being broadcasted by something that had been linked directly to the network like the initial feed. Judging by the tone, it is decidedly male.]
Shown yourself to give them a sense of safety, have you my dearest Rhea? And I thought the priestess you succeeded had taught you better than to lie to your guests.
[There is a clearing of a throat and further pause before the video cuts back to Rhea, looking quite at a loss for words.]
...A-As I was saying, the science department as collected a few of the rocks for study. Though I doubt they'll find much on an object that has lost it's magic, if what history reads.
Iif you have any questions, I would be glad to answer them.
[As the feed cuts, she mouths "What was that?" to someone off-screen.]
tl;dr here, have yet another character who thinks he can change the npcs' minds. ^^;;
[Usually September is pretty friendly and open for an Observer. Believe you me, his emotionlessness could be a whole lot worse--he's downright effusive compared to the rest of his people. And yet, in the face of this latest example of obfuscation and borderline ineptitude, he finds himself slipping into the obdurate mindset he'd been leaving behind recently....]
[His usually gentle, serene voice is strangely hard and flat, making its lack of inflection all the more pronounced. Is he... scolding her? His gaze is cold and downright intimidating.]
I would suggest, if anything useful is to be achieved, that both groups work together on equal standing. Furthermore, it would be to the best advantage of both groups to allow those of us who have been brought here against our will to aid you to the true level of our capabilities. You do wish this energy difficulty solved, do you not? Refusing aid is counterproductive and disingenuous and will ultimately result in refusal on the part of others to offer aid. This is not a threat. It is a repeatedly observed fact.
[His head tilts to the side as usual, but with none of its usual curiosity. It's lizard-like, now. Alien.]
Allow us to help you in all the ways that we can and cease withholding information from us.
[It's really a good job nobody who knows from Observers is here to see this, else they'd be terrified at this slip into something so closely resembling the cold and vaguely threatening majority of his kind.]
oh september...
[She frowns thoughtfully, sighing under her breath.]
The truth of the matter is everything in this city is put to a vote and the majority rules. My order, however influential we may be, is a minority compared to those who flock towards science and close-mindedness. It took us thirty years for the general populous to accept that we needed help from outside parties.
no subject
The use of science does not necessitate closed-mindedness. If the scientific community here conduct affairs in such a manner, then they are poor scientists. However, both groups have demonstrated a counterproductive tendency toward obfuscation for no apparent reason. Now that the populace have accepted the need for outside help, there is no reason for such secrecy.