➷ i. - [ VIDEO ]
[It seems the individual in question does not realize he's being recorded, or maybe he's just ignoring that fact. Shadows cast themselves across a form, masking some of the man's interesting features - grass skirt, mohawk ponytail, odd tattoos lining the left side of his body. He shifts slightly and a large round tube of metal exposes itself to the light.]
It isn't over yet. [A pause; a flicker of fire sparks up from the man's lips for a second before thin strips of smoke wash out into the air.] Sacrifice, turmoil - it isn't over yet. I really don't care who this land belongs to, but -
[Eyes open; the man turns, revealing a rather impressive facial tattoo.] - forcible separation from what we rightfully won and being left in a place like this. It's unacceptable.
[He turns back and extends his right hand in front of him; his palm seems elevated in an odd shape, as if there is something bound to his hand under all those white bandages. His fingers twitch.] It's been long enough; it shouldn't be a problem. [His fingers roll up onto it, concealing the palm again. Wiper drops his hand as the feed cuts out.]
It isn't over yet. [A pause; a flicker of fire sparks up from the man's lips for a second before thin strips of smoke wash out into the air.] Sacrifice, turmoil - it isn't over yet. I really don't care who this land belongs to, but -
[Eyes open; the man turns, revealing a rather impressive facial tattoo.] - forcible separation from what we rightfully won and being left in a place like this. It's unacceptable.
[He turns back and extends his right hand in front of him; his palm seems elevated in an odd shape, as if there is something bound to his hand under all those white bandages. His fingers twitch.] It's been long enough; it shouldn't be a problem. [His fingers roll up onto it, concealing the palm again. Wiper drops his hand as the feed cuts out.]