Arrival: [Holo]
He walks around the room in a circle, following the wall, one hand on the smooth metal. His boots echo dully on the floor. After the walls he takes a few of the steps, but stops when the room prevents him from going any further. He tries again. He searches his person for a knife, but for some reason it’s missing, so, with a sigh, he unsheathes his sword and slides it along the intersection of the wall and the place where the invisible boundary begins.
When it becomes evident that he isn’t going to get out, he finally says, “Christ damn it.” His voice is moderately deep, with a rich Hungarian accent.
He goes back up the stairs and picks up the tablet from the pedestal, turns it over, examining it. The advanced technology is quite beyond him, but he taps it and messes with it until he finds the pen, and then continues messing with it until it makes an impatient noise at him and he very nearly drops it. “What in Jesu’s name-- is there something in there? How the hell do I get out of this room? In Christ’s name, I haven’t any idea what’s going on.”
This seems to be the truth, as he is holding the tablet upside down. Nice job, Sagramore.
When it becomes evident that he isn’t going to get out, he finally says, “Christ damn it.” His voice is moderately deep, with a rich Hungarian accent.
He goes back up the stairs and picks up the tablet from the pedestal, turns it over, examining it. The advanced technology is quite beyond him, but he taps it and messes with it until he finds the pen, and then continues messing with it until it makes an impatient noise at him and he very nearly drops it. “What in Jesu’s name-- is there something in there? How the hell do I get out of this room? In Christ’s name, I haven’t any idea what’s going on.”
This seems to be the truth, as he is holding the tablet upside down. Nice job, Sagramore.