Fon Master Ion (
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animus_network2014-04-12 08:11 pm
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video; backdated to April 3rd
[Ion clears his throat as the feed comes to life. He looks tired and shaken and most definitely uncertain about his choice to make this message a video.]
I apologize for any trouble I may experience in this recording, I...I'm afraid I'm not terribly used to using the Network, but I have an important announcement I feel is necessary to make. It's...
[He hesitates, taking a deep breath before he continues on.]
...it's been a few days since those of us who were transported to outside of the Tower returned. I'm sure many of you know Patrick Dawn. He was my roommate and my friend. I wasn't sure what to think when he didn't wake up with the rest of us. I kept hoping...
[Again, he pauses. Ion's face turns a bit stonier and he gets to the point.]
He died. Outside. I followed him when he wandered off and I meant to bring him back to the group but he--there was an accident with a machine.
[For most of the message thus far Ion had been unable to make direct eye contact with the screen, but here he looks up, eyes pleading.]
It's with a heavy heart I inform everyone that I do not believe Rick will be returning. I'm sorry. I couldn't save him. If anyone would like to join me and share in saying kind words, I'm going to be paying my respects to him tomorrow on the forty-eighth floor.
[With that said, Ion makes to turn off the feed but then hesitates, his expression darkening further. After a brief deliberation he speaks again.]
I have something else to say, and I hope you can forgive me for not...bringing this subject to light sooner. I should have, but I'll admit that I've been afraid to. For those of you I haven't already informed, on February 14th, Ruana...[Here Ion struggles briefly with his words.]...disposed of her heart.
[As an afterthought, he adds one final thought--] Please be careful. [--before the feed goes dark.]
((ooc: Ion will reply to any replies made to this post, but he may not be particularly talkative.))
I apologize for any trouble I may experience in this recording, I...I'm afraid I'm not terribly used to using the Network, but I have an important announcement I feel is necessary to make. It's...
[He hesitates, taking a deep breath before he continues on.]
...it's been a few days since those of us who were transported to outside of the Tower returned. I'm sure many of you know Patrick Dawn. He was my roommate and my friend. I wasn't sure what to think when he didn't wake up with the rest of us. I kept hoping...
[Again, he pauses. Ion's face turns a bit stonier and he gets to the point.]
He died. Outside. I followed him when he wandered off and I meant to bring him back to the group but he--there was an accident with a machine.
[For most of the message thus far Ion had been unable to make direct eye contact with the screen, but here he looks up, eyes pleading.]
It's with a heavy heart I inform everyone that I do not believe Rick will be returning. I'm sorry. I couldn't save him. If anyone would like to join me and share in saying kind words, I'm going to be paying my respects to him tomorrow on the forty-eighth floor.
[With that said, Ion makes to turn off the feed but then hesitates, his expression darkening further. After a brief deliberation he speaks again.]
I have something else to say, and I hope you can forgive me for not...bringing this subject to light sooner. I should have, but I'll admit that I've been afraid to. For those of you I haven't already informed, on February 14th, Ruana...[Here Ion struggles briefly with his words.]...disposed of her heart.
[As an afterthought, he adds one final thought--] Please be careful. [--before the feed goes dark.]
((ooc: Ion will reply to any replies made to this post, but he may not be particularly talkative.))
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...I'm so sorry. It happened so fast and I...I couldn't...
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He... he can't just be dead. That's... not how it works here.
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[Ion takes in a shaken breath. He doesn't want to talk about this, but all of Rick's friends deserved to know.]
His name hasn't disappeared from room 1-16's door. It's been crossed out, and his bed lays empty.
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She just told him what she was too.]
...You're going to the forty-eighth floor, right? I'll... I'll be there.