video; a work in progress

[whatsupcroc]

( Audio picks up the sound of industrial construction, either things familiar in woodshop, car garages, or anywhere of a similar sort. When the feed goes live, Collette is framed to one side, looking forward and away from the camera.  She's clearly resting on her arms, and given the angle of the ground on the screen, she's probably lying on her stomach in order to do this.  She glances over her shoulder, eyes going to something behind the tablet being used for recording, then smiles as her eyes drop down to the tablet itself.  For all intents and purposes, the camera is positioned to make the viewing audience seem like they're side by side with Collette, wherever it is she is, keeping a low profile in this industrialized looking area.  Concrete floor that she's resting on, packing boxes ahead of her, bundles of cables and chains glimpsed somewhere past her head. )

Guys!  ( She keeps her voice low, not a whisper (they carry further, and can't be heard about the ambient noise), but low to avoid excessive attention. )  Anyone else catch where they dragged the ship off to with that giant crane after the crash? I wondered about that. But I've got news!

( She makes a waving motion at the camera, and it shifts, jarringly, to leave Collette off screen and show something covered in plastic and wiring and cables, a few Initiative workers using welding guns, others wheeling parts away or calling out shouts of questions over the sounds of construction. )

They say the spaceship's salvageable!

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You--!!!

[Oh..........]

... You did?

[whatsupcroc]

Yep! When the group I was with were all over in the UE, scouting things out!

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... I see. So, aside from the space ship, did you find anything?

[whatsupcroc]

A smaller city, dog-sized mutant trapdoor spiders, some really rusted metal rail?

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Dog sized!?

[that was a squeak]

[whatsupcroc]

Yep! Medium dog sized, so not too scary big.

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No no no no, if a spider is that huge, isn't that pretty scary??

[whatsupcroc]

( Yes. Yes it is. )

I'm not keen on taking one home as a pet, let's just say that much! They're totally gross. I mean like -- gross gross!

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Gross? They could probably eat you!

[whatsupcroc]

Yeah, technically? Which is why it's really good we got away!

... But they're venomous so if you ever see one run, okay?

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W-what else would I do? Fight it?!

[whatsupcroc]

Yeah, when you have to!

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No, no, no that definitely sounds like a bad idea!

[whatsupcroc]

Sure, if you do it alone, or think you're totally gonna handle it and then just throw yourself in front of the gross thing. But you wouldn't do that!

... Would you?

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No way! Are you kidding?!

[one ballsy man right here, Collette.]

[whatsupcroc]

See, then your best bet is running!

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I-I guess so. My legs are hardly any stronger than celery sticks, but...

[whatsupcroc]

That makes them full of fiber! You'll string yourself along. Don't get caught up in the spider's web, and you'll do fine!

Or just stay away from any outlands, or badlands, or slightly naughty lands. That too!

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Er...

Are you just making that up or are there really that many bad places?

[whatsupcroc]

I'm slightly exaggerating... but you should be careful! There are places you can get into trouble pretty easily without someone around to watch your back for you.

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I promise you I will stay well within the boundaries of this city then. That's safer than not, right?

[whatsupcroc]

Sure, as long as bombs aren't dropping and they're not sending in UE soldiers! There's always a risk in pretty much anything you do. They're easier to understand when you stay in the city!

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...

Please go knock on wood later.

[whatsupcroc]

Hey, both of those have happened before!

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The reason why things happen thrice is because they happen twice!