First Bullet; [Video]
[The video feed clicks as the communicator hit the ground, showing a lovely view of the floor. The audio picks up a few grumbles before the screen was jostled as it was picked up and finally pointed at Havoc, though his characteristic cigarette was not in place.]
Name’s Jean Havoc. I was told to “contact the other... guests”, so that’s what I’m doing now.
[There was a pause as he takes in his surroundings.]
Not sure what they’re thinking, bringing a (part)cripple into another war, but hey, weirder things happened.
[Conveniently ignoring the fact that he /had/ fought nearly a whole war in his wheelchair, and thanks to physical therapy after being healed by the philosopher's stone, no longer considered as much of one. He looks back at the device with a frown.]
They mentioned something about being a Weapon or Meister, and fighting in wars and ... Anyone else out there as lost as I am?
[Yes, he was paying attention during the tour, though it was still a bit much for him to take in at once. He finally just saw the end of a war, damnit; why was he being dragged into another one?]
Name’s Jean Havoc. I was told to “contact the other... guests”, so that’s what I’m doing now.
[There was a pause as he takes in his surroundings.]
Not sure what they’re thinking, bringing a (part)cripple into another war, but hey, weirder things happened.
[Conveniently ignoring the fact that he /had/ fought nearly a whole war in his wheelchair, and thanks to physical therapy after being healed by the philosopher's stone, no longer considered as much of one. He looks back at the device with a frown.]
They mentioned something about being a Weapon or Meister, and fighting in wars and ... Anyone else out there as lost as I am?
[Yes, he was paying attention during the tour, though it was still a bit much for him to take in at once. He finally just saw the end of a war, damnit; why was he being dragged into another one?]