002 | Mustang | Day | Video
[The feed comes on to reveal the inside of a log cabin. Quaint place, the sort you'd travel up to for a solitary winter in the woods.
(Yes, castmates: the Colonel's moved out, and only one of you knew about it properly.)
Roy's sitting in what would probably be its common area, hunched forward, hands folded in front of him, staring at the communicator. Clean-faced chap, this one, with an eyepatch. He also has a notebook in front of him, as if he's ready to write something down.]
Would you all mind telling me about the, ah, dreams that you woke up from? The ones you 'lived' before you arrived here. Your original worlds, so to speak.
[His tone is neutral. Mostly.]
I'm curious, you could say. [Oh yeah.] On another note, I'm seeing a lot of new [and confused] faces on the network. [A smile, brief and distant.] Hello.
(Yes, castmates: the Colonel's moved out, and only one of you knew about it properly.)
Roy's sitting in what would probably be its common area, hunched forward, hands folded in front of him, staring at the communicator. Clean-faced chap, this one, with an eyepatch. He also has a notebook in front of him, as if he's ready to write something down.]
Would you all mind telling me about the, ah, dreams that you woke up from? The ones you 'lived' before you arrived here. Your original worlds, so to speak.
[His tone is neutral. Mostly.]
I'm curious, you could say. [Oh yeah.] On another note, I'm seeing a lot of new [and confused] faces on the network. [A smile, brief and distant.] Hello.