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[highbloods.livejournal.com]

He looks ridiculous in the white outfit, but he doesn't seem to mind. It's likely he didn't even bother rummaging through that chest in his room, or even if he did, maybe he liked the new look and decided to keep it. All the chairs and tables surrounding him have been pushed back into two large piles (off screen), so it's just him on the floor. Looking content as if nothing had happened.




"These keys are too MOTHERFUCKING SMALL."

He says, his voice low and raspy at first but then escalating into a shout by the end. The troll (judging by his gray skin and orange horns) remains sitting, now completely silent as he gazes into the camera, his focus on it starting to wane a little.

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[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

[Oh yes.]

Distressing in that yet another is stuck here in this place. [Fawkes is rather unfazed by the language, nor the changes in volume.]

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

[Excellent.

He stares intently at this strange...man. He doesn't look like the other puny squishy aliens from]

If I didn't all motherfucking know any better, I would say you were trying to pity me. [he clucks his tongue while waggling his finger, then laughs.] RELAX, MOTHERFUCKER.

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

I pity us all for being stuck here. No one deserves to be yanked from their world like this. However, it's not something that I let control me.

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs nonchalantly.]

I wouldn't all motherfucking know. JUST GOT MY ASS ALL FUCKING SITUATED HERE, AND ALL. Why you got your motherfucking disagreement on about this place?

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

For one, they have taken us all from our homes. I do not know about you, but there are a great many of us who had things of important to finish.

For two, our so-called saviors seem quite...unsavory. Deceitful.

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

I haven't had the motherfucking pleasure of meeting with these fuckers, but they sound pretty bad, brother. REAL MEAN FUCKERS, HEH HEH. [Interesting. Maybe he'll find a chance to speak with them soon.]

LAY IT ON ME, MOTHERFUCKER. This ol' Grand Highblood is willing to motherfucking listen to what it is all that you were itching to be getting finished. WHAT THE MOTHERFUCK WAS SO IMPORTANT?

[it sounds silly the way he asks it, but he's serious! He wants to know what this hornless troll-like creature was doing. Maybe their cultures were similar! Maybe they shared some interests. The highblood was in no way against making some bizarre acquaintences!]

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

I have not met them in person myself, but I have seen them interacting with others via this network.

[Odd that someone was actually curious - or was he? The way this guy acts, it's hard to tell.] I was assisting a friend of mine in getting an important piece of a water filter back to said filter. We were about to join the local militia in reclaiming the filter, as it had been captured by an opposing military force. It was quite important, as once reclaimed and repaired, it would provide our home area with vast amounts of non-radioactive water. That defeat would also have been a decisive blow to the opponents' forces and morale.

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

[He's listening to the story, but confusion immediately settles in once Fawkes goes on about something called a "filter." But the rest of the story sounded pretty interesting! Seemed like he was a soldier or some sort, part of a military force -- kind of like the Subjugglators! -- and there was defeating stuff involved! It's enough to keep his attention, anyway.]

So this "filter" was the motherfucking KEY to devastating your motherfucking enemies? MOTHER FUCK, WHAT WAS ALL IN THAT WATER? Heh. [Of course he's joking around here.]

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

Well. Hope, I suppose. In a metaphorical sense. Hope for a better life. Hope to live longer because there would be a source of clean water. To show people that things can be improved without being oppressed by our enemies.

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

[Oh. This guy was so much like....................the Sufferer. It made him chuckle, lowly at first, then it escalated into a loud cackle.]

Oh! I SEE. Ain't you just all a motherfucking KIND AND GENTLE SOUL? Heh, heh.

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

[That got a pause from Fawkes before he answered, given the way this guy reacted.]

I am. [His tone and expression suggested an unspoken 'is there a problem with that', however.]

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

[compose yourself, highblood!]

I guess we'll all just be getting along just motherfucking fine. NOT REALLY MOTHERFUCKING USED TO SHARING SPACE, but I can deal.

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

That is good, then. [Hopefully 'deal' involves being peaceful, but Fawkes has his doubts. This guy reminds him far too much of a strung-out raider.]

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

Yes, good. [brief pause] What is a name that you all go by?

[lucidmutant.livejournal.com]

[He straightens up a bit.] My name is Fawkes.

[highbloods.livejournal.com]

[He nods in acknowledgement, but provides no other response, just gazing placidly into the screen.]