[001] Video

[volginswaifu]

[The NV flickered to life, it's view focused down towards fine military boots contrasting against a dirty floor. A certain Russian talked aloud, apparently unaware he was being watched.]

I can't believe this! [His tone was clearly offended, disgusted even.]

I need to call Zhenya... [He sigh heavily and the screen shook softly as Ivan seemed to

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[Voice]

[heart_is_steel]

Um... Sorry, but I don't think you'll be able to go back home any time soon.

[heart_is_steel]

I'm not afraid of the dark.

You're going to end up dead if you aren't careful.

[volginswaifu]

[His face falls at what Al says next, and Ivan looks almost like a scared child before he actually covers the camera lens, because he doesn't know how to switch feeds.

His tone is as even and as confident as he can make it.]

I'm a Spetsnaz, a few "monsters" aren't going to kill me.

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[heart_is_steel]

[Al can tell he got to the guy, and he feels a little bad for scaring him, but it was better than him getting killed for being careless.]

I'm sorry, I didn't want to scare you, but it's really dangerous at night. I might sound young but...

[After a second, the feed flickered, switching over to video, showing Al staring at the screen with his emotionless armored face.]

I'm not a pushover either, and I wouldn't take those monsters lightly.

[volginswaifu]

[Ivan leaned back, surprised by what he saw on the screen.]

Not what I expected... [And then he gave the screen a good look, surveying the picture.]

[heart_is_steel]

It's not what anyone expects...

[His voice is hushed, as he looks away from the screen.]

[volginswaifu]

Well yeah, it's 1964. [He rolled his eyes.]

People don't wear suits of armor anymore.

[heart_is_steel]

It's not 1964 anymore. It's 2010 here. And it was 1914 in my world before I came here.

[Not that people wore armor then either.]

[volginswaifu]

Two thousand...ten?

[He furrows his brow, frown increasing.]

Oh, well that explains the armor...

[Ivan seems to think they did.]

What about the people we know back home? How do we contact them? I keep trying and--...

[Ivan stops, looking down at something.]

[heart_is_steel]

[Al shook his head sadly.]

There's no way, not one that anyone knows of yet anyway.

[volginswaifu]

[Ivan was silent for a moment.] ...I see. Well, I guess I'll just have to find one then.

[His hand blocks the view for a few seconds in which there's the distinct sound of somebody sniffling.

The feed abruptly ends.]