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cape_kore2013-12-03 09:50 am
massenergies) wrote in cape_kore2013-12-03 09:50 am
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001 || accidental video / text
[ The video will pop on to show one Jane Foster, who is very obviously distracted. Jane's not even looking at the camera - her head is turned, eyes focused on her right as she frowns. She's not actually expecting the phone to be recording her, she'd only been pressing buttons at random as she walked down one of the hallways.
Like most people who show up, she was confused, angry and the tiniest bit frightened when she found herself in an unfamiliar room. Who wouldn't be? It's not every day she blinks and wakes up in some abandoned science facility. That anxiety quickly turns to irritation and frustration. There's no time, or point, in sitting around and being scared.
As soon as she got over the initial shock of 'what the hell just happened', she immediately left her room, looking for someone who could clear up a few things for her. Well...more than a few, but that's neither here nor there.
She has yet to catch sight of anyone so far, which is slightly surprising since she assumed there was a group of people already here but she's certainly found something. It's a machine, large and humming with electricity. ]
I can't even tell what it's doing... [ This is muttered to herself as the hand holding her little phone drops a bit, giving the viewers a good shot of her chin. Jane walks closer to the machine, desperately wanting to poke at it some but she controls herself for the moment. Shaking her head, she looks back at the device in order to fiddle with it some more. There has to be a help menu on here somewhere. ]
[ The video cuts off, but then there is a text sent out from her - this is obviously on purpose, and brought on by the frustration she has building inside. It's probably not a good idea to announce her name to a bunch of strangers, but she can deal with the consequences later if there are any. She wants answers, dammit. ]
My name is Jane Foster, and I just arrived here. Wherever here is. I haven't even been able to find out who's in charge yet.
....is there anyone in charge? Because I'd like to have a chat with them.
[ And the chat would be none too pleasant. ]
Like most people who show up, she was confused, angry and the tiniest bit frightened when she found herself in an unfamiliar room. Who wouldn't be? It's not every day she blinks and wakes up in some abandoned science facility. That anxiety quickly turns to irritation and frustration. There's no time, or point, in sitting around and being scared.
As soon as she got over the initial shock of 'what the hell just happened', she immediately left her room, looking for someone who could clear up a few things for her. Well...more than a few, but that's neither here nor there.
She has yet to catch sight of anyone so far, which is slightly surprising since she assumed there was a group of people already here but she's certainly found something. It's a machine, large and humming with electricity. ]
I can't even tell what it's doing... [ This is muttered to herself as the hand holding her little phone drops a bit, giving the viewers a good shot of her chin. Jane walks closer to the machine, desperately wanting to poke at it some but she controls herself for the moment. Shaking her head, she looks back at the device in order to fiddle with it some more. There has to be a help menu on here somewhere. ]
[ The video cuts off, but then there is a text sent out from her - this is obviously on purpose, and brought on by the frustration she has building inside. It's probably not a good idea to announce her name to a bunch of strangers, but she can deal with the consequences later if there are any. She wants answers, dammit. ]
My name is Jane Foster, and I just arrived here. Wherever here is. I haven't even been able to find out who's in charge yet.
....is there anyone in charge? Because I'd like to have a chat with them.
[ And the chat would be none too pleasant. ]