007: [Present] -> [Arrest Resistance Footage] [ACCIDENTAL VIDEO]
[The feed begins with a clatter and a shaking camera, as though the Guide in question activated due to being dropped or thrown. It seems to have come to rest leaning against something, however, as you can now see (from an odd angle) a blue alien with head-tails and an armload of fireworks arguing with a grey-haired human in a white polo shirt, burgundy slacks, and burgundy cravat with a crimson crystal from the surface above his head. The setting looks to be the residential section of the residents' section of the ship.]
Don't you realize what day it is?! Or how long years are on our world, even?!
[The human crosses his arms.] The birthdate of the first of your species to reach outer space, and roughly three and a half standard Earth years. That is, however, irrelevant to the fact that fireworks are not legal on the Thor.
[The alien leans forward.] Then how were these so easy to get, huh?!
[The human rolls his eyes.] Because apparently, the black market here is so brazenly confident that they fearlessly advertise their wares. Now, if you would please hand over --
[There's a hissing from off-camera which prompts the human's eyes to widen before he turns to run; at the same time, the alien backs out of the camera's view stage left. Just as the human leaves the camera's view stage right, a rocket flies through the camera's view after him. There's a loud bang and an agonized yell as green sparks fly into view from that direction; shortly after that, smoke begins to fill the screen. Before it can clear, the feed times out.]
Don't you realize what day it is?! Or how long years are on our world, even?!
[The human crosses his arms.] The birthdate of the first of your species to reach outer space, and roughly three and a half standard Earth years. That is, however, irrelevant to the fact that fireworks are not legal on the Thor.
[The alien leans forward.] Then how were these so easy to get, huh?!
[The human rolls his eyes.] Because apparently, the black market here is so brazenly confident that they fearlessly advertise their wares. Now, if you would please hand over --
[There's a hissing from off-camera which prompts the human's eyes to widen before he turns to run; at the same time, the alien backs out of the camera's view stage left. Just as the human leaves the camera's view stage right, a rocket flies through the camera's view after him. There's a loud bang and an agonized yell as green sparks fly into view from that direction; shortly after that, smoke begins to fill the screen. Before it can clear, the feed times out.]