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[Video Post]
[Well, that's a surprise. The image, shaken both into and out of the usual static and flickering electronic fog that accompanies it. The device seems to have hit the ground, along with a few other things--hitting the ground, although a few other things have happened, too, and the Network device may have hit other things in the process.
The order in which it all happened isn't entirely clear, since at the start of this video feed, everything seems to happen all at once--but probably the Network device hit the ground and opened and started recording first. That way, everyone watching can see its owner and his hat hit the ground too, just in front of it. The angle is bad, but the scene can still be seen.
The owner of the device has his back to it as he picks himself up off the ground--a dirt road or a gravel path or a worn-down road by the looks of it, somewhere on the edge of town. Someone--no, two of them--are coming out of the same doorway of whatever hole-in-the-wall, edge-of-town place he was just thrown through.
One of them hangs out just outside the doorway, leaning, watching. The other one continues forward, grabs our man by the collar and takes a swing at him--which misses (because someone dodged). But the riposte to it doesn't--that hits its mark.
They trade blows for a while, sometimes one has the advantage, sometimes the other does. The man standing by the doorway doesn't do anything but laugh a bit. This goes on for longer than one might wish it to.
Finally, bruised and battered and with a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth, our man manages to get two good hits on his opponent. Dazed and groaning, his opponent staggers a step or two before collapsing backwards and lying still in the dusty street. Our man leans over him to make sure he's not getting up again any time soon. ... And he isn't.
Content that this has finished things here, he catches his breath, wipes the blood off his mouth with the back of his left hand, and draws himself back up, looking now towards the doorway where someone has stopped laughing and is now creeping back inside...
He's still got a little work to do...
So he collects his hat (dutifully dusted off) and the Network device (which gets a bit of an annoyed look and a slight shake of his head--he's got to fix that catch someday soon) and, patient as anything, heads back inside.
But, just before he goes in, he drops the Network device into his back pocket again, closing it, trying to get the catch to work this time. Either way, it ends the feed and the recording disappears into darkness again in a--]
[//video post ends]
[ooc: Guess what--! He's not actually affected with this one. But he's dealing with someone who is (a couple of someones actually...because both barroom brawls and one-sided beatdowns are fully canon). He's just finishing what they started, okay? I suspect this is just one such incident of many from today. Anyway, he wears a black eye pretty well, so...]
[Well, that's a surprise. The image, shaken both into and out of the usual static and flickering electronic fog that accompanies it. The device seems to have hit the ground, along with a few other things--hitting the ground, although a few other things have happened, too, and the Network device may have hit other things in the process.
The order in which it all happened isn't entirely clear, since at the start of this video feed, everything seems to happen all at once--but probably the Network device hit the ground and opened and started recording first. That way, everyone watching can see its owner and his hat hit the ground too, just in front of it. The angle is bad, but the scene can still be seen.
The owner of the device has his back to it as he picks himself up off the ground--a dirt road or a gravel path or a worn-down road by the looks of it, somewhere on the edge of town. Someone--no, two of them--are coming out of the same doorway of whatever hole-in-the-wall, edge-of-town place he was just thrown through.
One of them hangs out just outside the doorway, leaning, watching. The other one continues forward, grabs our man by the collar and takes a swing at him--which misses (because someone dodged). But the riposte to it doesn't--that hits its mark.
They trade blows for a while, sometimes one has the advantage, sometimes the other does. The man standing by the doorway doesn't do anything but laugh a bit. This goes on for longer than one might wish it to.
Finally, bruised and battered and with a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth, our man manages to get two good hits on his opponent. Dazed and groaning, his opponent staggers a step or two before collapsing backwards and lying still in the dusty street. Our man leans over him to make sure he's not getting up again any time soon. ... And he isn't.
Content that this has finished things here, he catches his breath, wipes the blood off his mouth with the back of his left hand, and draws himself back up, looking now towards the doorway where someone has stopped laughing and is now creeping back inside...
He's still got a little work to do...
So he collects his hat (dutifully dusted off) and the Network device (which gets a bit of an annoyed look and a slight shake of his head--he's got to fix that catch someday soon) and, patient as anything, heads back inside.
But, just before he goes in, he drops the Network device into his back pocket again, closing it, trying to get the catch to work this time. Either way, it ends the feed and the recording disappears into darkness again in a--]
[//video post ends]
[ooc: Guess what--! He's not actually affected with this one. But he's dealing with someone who is (a couple of someones actually...because both barroom brawls and one-sided beatdowns are fully canon). He's just finishing what they started, okay? I suspect this is just one such incident of many from today. Anyway, he wears a black eye pretty well, so...]