[Video]
[The video feed comes on. Isaac is sitting on his couch, hands on his knees. His engineering RIG -- the suit that makes him look like a small mech -- is gone. He's just wearing... completely normal average human clothing.
His hands tense, fisting his pants, as he tries to force himself to relax. There's a visible wince, then his head jerks down as he grits his teeth. His body shakes before he just outright screams.]
FUCK!
[He gets up sharply and kicks the coffee table over. Isaac buries his face into his hands, then turns sharply. He gives his device a sour look before he takes it, turning off the feed.]
[locked to Transtech Cheetor]
...Me flipping out aside, I need to talk to you. Report something. Fuck, I don't know what this goes under.
His hands tense, fisting his pants, as he tries to force himself to relax. There's a visible wince, then his head jerks down as he grits his teeth. His body shakes before he just outright screams.]
FUCK!
[He gets up sharply and kicks the coffee table over. Isaac buries his face into his hands, then turns sharply. He gives his device a sour look before he takes it, turning off the feed.]
[locked to Transtech Cheetor]
...Me flipping out aside, I need to talk to you. Report something. Fuck, I don't know what this goes under.