[video/Action (for Flynn), backdated to 11/22]
[Not too long after this happens", Axel appears on everyone's datapads. The normally fairly laid-back Nobody looks uncharacteristically grim, preoccupied, and somewhat sad. After a long moment during which he seems unable to come up with the proper words, everyone finds out why.]
...Tron's dead. [pause] Flynn... ran across him not long before he... went... or otherwise I might not have found out so soon. Apparently, someone jumped him while he was on his way back here. ['Here' being their appartment, from the looks of things.] Knowing Tron, he put up a hell of a fight, but... [He trails off, the outcome being obvious.
There is a longer pause and Axel's look becomes darker, his tone shifting to match.]
And whoever did it, if you're listening? You'd better hope your fire insurance is paid up. [He holds one hand in view of the datapad's screen and lights it on fire, the flames casting his features in an erie light for a few moments before he angrly makes a fist and snuffs them out. The message is crystal clear; if he ever found whoever it was that did this to his friend, they would be very sorry. After another long moment of Axel glaring darkly at the datapad, the feed cuts off.]
...Tron's dead. [pause] Flynn... ran across him not long before he... went... or otherwise I might not have found out so soon. Apparently, someone jumped him while he was on his way back here. ['Here' being their appartment, from the looks of things.] Knowing Tron, he put up a hell of a fight, but... [He trails off, the outcome being obvious.
There is a longer pause and Axel's look becomes darker, his tone shifting to match.]
And whoever did it, if you're listening? You'd better hope your fire insurance is paid up. [He holds one hand in view of the datapad's screen and lights it on fire, the flames casting his features in an erie light for a few moments before he angrly makes a fist and snuffs them out. The message is crystal clear; if he ever found whoever it was that did this to his friend, they would be very sorry. After another long moment of Axel glaring darkly at the datapad, the feed cuts off.]