[⌖ 001] - Video (Backdated to the 27th)

[provenworth]

What in Shiva's name…?

[When the video turns on, the figure is clearly frustrated and distrustful, if not looking very exhausted. Honey-colored eyes are dulled and strained, her skin a ghostly shade of pale, a single bandage pressing against the right side of her cheek. Fingers grasp at the top of the note she had been reading, lips pulling in a frown.]

This.

This can’t be right and it isn’t funny. I’m in no mood for jokes right now, so I demand an explanation for this.

[Lowering the note beside her on the bed, Elena gently rubbed at the side of her head, giving a slight wince. She had been under constant watch for the last 48 hours, being pumped full of Cure and Restore to mend internal and external injuries. But clearly she wasn’t entirely healed, which earned a frown.]

Also, what was with the paralysis? Did somebody drug me while I was sleeping to perform a relocation? This isn’t the room I was in last…

Comments

[ravenmaker]

Precisely my point. That the note is short on detail, that its author expects you to accept it at face value, that that author has everything to be gained by your acceptance-- these are the very things that should cause you to question its contents, Turk. As I said, the only verifiable fact is that you are a prisoner in this place.

Where does place exist, by whose will were we brought here, or why, or even how-- well, those questions remain unanswered for all of us. But, fundamentally, as a scientist and a true child of Gaia, I do not accept the idea that the Planet has been destroyed. The available "evidence" is provided by our captors and is therefore tainted-- I am conducting my own research.

[Pointless not to identify himself, as the red-haired Turk will doubtless brief this one. It's true, he would like a test subject from his own world, and the element of surprise would help that along. But he is a patient man. So very patient. There is nothing he would not risk to return to the Lifestream, to his beloved Planet. But there is so much time now. An infinity of it.]

My name is Fuhito.

[provenworth]

....Ah.....

[My, this person was quite the talker who seemed more than willing to give a winded speech. But she listens, carefully too, to the information he appears to be more than willing to provide. Key words make her ear twitch, clues that he is, at the very least, from some version of her own world.

Oh, but it was important to remember the altercation between him and Reno. To get Reno in such a mood, and so protective to boot! Just what was this man's history?]

Well, Fuhito, I'm impressed to see somebody with such knowledge working diligently to conduct research. What, may I ask, are you researching?

[ravenmaker]

[Fuhito sighed inwardly.]
My knowledge of the Tower comes from simple observation, logic and reasoning, and application of the scientific method. It's hardly a feat of intellectual prowess to question what one is told in this place.

The subject of my research is of general interest. I wish to return to the Planet.
As I'm sure you do. Though of course those returns will be very different, Turk.