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savetheearth2013-12-28 12:51 am
scramasax) wrote in savetheearth2013-12-28 12:51 am
Eighteenth Message [Video | Sheet of Paper]
[A visual transmission of Anthony comes on - head ducked, shoulders tense, undead as ever. Bit of a smile, but a twitchy one, all the same looking in distinctly-enough better spirits than in his last transmission. Definitely got more attention in things, at least, more relaxed - evidently a certain amount of pep-talking among other things was good for that, as is the fact that the coat he's wearing is visibly enough rather nicer than any he's been wearing in the past, certainly makes for a less scraggly look.
Twitchy smile twitches a notch more visible and more politely awkward as his eyes center on the paper - occasional flick off as he talks, a little hoarsely - ]
-- Thank you - Blaine; it was uhh - ... -- unexpected.
[The halting and definite conclusive punctuation of the second phrase aside, it's rather hastily-said with a little of a breathy breaking-off on the name, as for heaven's sake it's got to be less than ideal saying it over the network, and specifying a name no less (in addition he's taking perhaps not a leap but some jump of faith on exactly who Blaine is, if he's right he was never formally given her name), but this is technically belated and the reason that it is is the reason that she'd be the only one he's not actually thanked for Christmas by now.
Picks up from something like a thick cough.] -- Also -- uhmm - ...
[And breaks off again. Chokes it in another cough He did not actually start that with any kind of thought - simply trying to add another thought to this for the same reason that he spoke quickly.
He's given up the ghost on the smile. His face is more strandedly neutral.
Picks up a little too absently high, though it flattens out quickly.]
... -- is ermm... [He's still got nothing.
- And never mind, no, there, he does - works and works for some way to start it as something worth asking - forces it out also too quickly to give it much voice, comes out cowed.]
-- anyone writing... anything - about -- this... - yet -- ? [A badly-worded question, and not one quite with the clear inflection of a question - if anything it wavered lower and dragged out. In case the justification's needed:]
-- Someone uhmm... - Suggested. -- That I write. [Picked up throatier. Still abashedly tapered off and thinned.]
Twitchy smile twitches a notch more visible and more politely awkward as his eyes center on the paper - occasional flick off as he talks, a little hoarsely - ]
-- Thank you - Blaine; it was uhh - ... -- unexpected.
[The halting and definite conclusive punctuation of the second phrase aside, it's rather hastily-said with a little of a breathy breaking-off on the name, as for heaven's sake it's got to be less than ideal saying it over the network, and specifying a name no less (in addition he's taking perhaps not a leap but some jump of faith on exactly who Blaine is, if he's right he was never formally given her name), but this is technically belated and the reason that it is is the reason that she'd be the only one he's not actually thanked for Christmas by now.
Picks up from something like a thick cough.] -- Also -- uhmm - ...
[And breaks off again. Chokes it in another cough He did not actually start that with any kind of thought - simply trying to add another thought to this for the same reason that he spoke quickly.
He's given up the ghost on the smile. His face is more strandedly neutral.
Picks up a little too absently high, though it flattens out quickly.]
... -- is ermm... [He's still got nothing.
- And never mind, no, there, he does - works and works for some way to start it as something worth asking - forces it out also too quickly to give it much voice, comes out cowed.]
-- anyone writing... anything - about -- this... - yet -- ? [A badly-worded question, and not one quite with the clear inflection of a question - if anything it wavered lower and dragged out. In case the justification's needed:]
-- Someone uhmm... - Suggested. -- That I write. [Picked up throatier. Still abashedly tapered off and thinned.]
[Handwritten]
First thing to come to mind is a variant of "anything" but alas that was what he'd already said.]
I am not sure, sir. [Honesty is the best policy.] I had thought our experiences with what has been happening (in more depth that the guide) may be worth starting to write for the future. [Wishfully, hopefully, perhaps - and that's one reason it's perhaps foolish and here's another - ] We still may not know enough for it to mean much, though...
[Handwritten]