Jun 23, 2010 17:17
(The feed turns on to a video. Roy is looking down at the guide, his eyes narrowed, and behind him, smoke is slowly rising to the ceiling. It's hard to see from the angle of the guide, but if one looks closely, one could see part of a significantly large hole in the wall behind him. Its edges are burned, and there's a familiar orange glow from the flames that still linger around it. It is also taking a particularly long time for the ship to fix itself.
As he speaks, his voice is a low growl.)
So, those who dream are incapable of fulfilling them, huh? Take one step closer towards doing so, and you'll only have it completely taken away. This seems to be a common philosophy amongst many lately, including this ship. Or, perhaps my return is just another one of its tricks. (A pause, and his arm seems to stiffen by his side--the result of a snap tightening.)What a nuisance. (He scowls ever so slightly, and the light from a spark trails up from by his side.
For a while, he keeps his gaze on the guide as if expecting responses, but eventually closes his eyes. He looks as if he's attempting to calm himself down, and eventually, the light from the spark begins to fade. When he opens his eyes again, they are only a little softer, and his voice has lost some of its growl.)
Tell me, exactly how long have I been gone for?
(ooc: Okay, so Roy is now back from his canon update...I brought him back a day early because...;-; I want to go to a luau! Also, Hawkeye was probably going to kill herself/someone. Anyway, yes. He's back~)
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