animus_network | One [VIDEO]

[A rather severe looking man in a black turtleneck addresses the network, oddly calm for someone who has just found out that his world was destroyed. He's a bit battered, having spent only a few moments on dressing and a hasty cleanup before heading for the nearest network terminal. There's quite a bit of dust in his hair, along with bruises and faint smears of what might be blood on his face and neck.]

My name is Howard Link. If there are any members of the Black Order present, please state your status and location. Anyone familiar with the facility, I would request your status as well. [Because last he checked? The station was pretty broken. Or well on it's way there, at least, and if he was pulled to this place? Well, there have to be others here.

He hesitates for a second or two before speaking again, glancing down briefly at something near the floor.]

... If there is anyone here familiar with the construction or repair of mechanical prosthetic limbs, please contact me at your earliest convenience.

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Yusuke Urameshi, one of the asskickers back at the facility before I got terminated or whatever. Now an asskicker here!

[Yeah, this face? Says he's never heard of you, asskicker. That self-assured boasting sounds familiar, but the facility was full of that type.]

For how long?

At the facility? Hell if I know. Didn't have a damn calendar. Here, dunno either. They sent me back to the dead facility for a few months. Not freakin pleasant, let me tell ya.

What do you mean by "dead"?

Yeah, ya know how worlds are dead now? Well, I got sent to a dead facility, as in nobody there, shit broken, and everything kind of a wreck. Usually they don't do that to any of us since the clone sickness still kicks in every now and then.

Still, was wondering if I was even sent to the real place now. Everything felt weird. Seriously, did you guys crash into the moon or something?

... The station was in the process of crashing just before I woke up here.

[Staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare.]

...Ya gotta be kidding me. How in the hell did you guys manage that!?

As far as I was told, the station suffered major damage when we passed through an asteroid field. Val had to find the nearest planet and try to land.

Let me guess: Consorti-whatever came chasing ya guys with the main force or something, right?

[He sighs.]

Friggin termination kept me from another awesome fight! This ain't funny!

Yes, but that was months ago and we beat them back. The recent damage... I'm not entirely sure what went wrong to send us into such danger.

Sheesh, us here missed a lot of action. Well the main fight comes around, I'm already calling dibs on at least one of the head hanchos here!

I'm fairly sure that "dibs" would not apply in such a situation.

If it's every man for himself for the finishing blow, then I'll just have to be faster than everyone else!

I suppose so.

At any rate, anything else I should know about the old place? Any space pirates too?

Not that I was ever aware of. Things progressed as they always did before the crash.

[Aside from crazy Val, but that was fixed in the end and (in Link's opinion) not terribly important.]

Huh. Well, at least the Consortium is good and dead, unless they admins decide to bring them back. Course if they do, we can just kick their asses. Simple as that!

Assuming that what we've been told about our worlds being destroyed is the truth.

[And Link's skeptical.]

The friggin deadly facility looked real enough to me.

Every F3 location looked real, but they were not.

Either way wasn't pleasant. Doesn't matter at any rate, because I intend to get some payback eventually.

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