01 - Video (backdated to 11/1, 12:45)

[hellosailor]

[The video flicks on to a shaky view of the ceiling, and the only sound is indistinct muttering for a few seconds until Victor figures out he's recording] Ha! Got ya.

[Theres a blur of movement and then a face, front and center. The man on the other end, who has smears of dirt across his brow and is holding his tablet in both hands, looks pleased as punch for a moment before he remembers why he's doing this.]

Name's Victor Sullivan. Right. I know everyone's in a tizzy right now about whatever goddamn thing has gone sideways, but I've got a request. These Initiative fellas didn't exactly give me fair warning before hauling me in, so I've got about six layers of grime and and I smell like the ass-end of a skunk.

[He looks away from the screen and scratches absently at an eyebrow, the arm is equally dirty and the sleeves of his shirt look stained at best.]

I managed to find the showers finally, but I don't have anything to change into so I can get these damn clothes washed. If anyone's got something they could lend me for a couple of hours, I'd sure appreciate it.

[He considers his position for a moment, then grins] Truth is I don't have much to offer in exchange but I'll gladly share a cigar with the man willing to lend me a hand.

Comments

voice;

[alittlesweptup]

Hold on. Did you say your name was 'Victor Sullivan?'

[Oh Christ, would you just look at that mustache.]

video -> voice

[hellosailor]

[Sully squints at the tablet, gets slightly too close for visual comfort]
Ah hell, just a sec.

[The previous view of the ceiling appears and then goes black as he figures out how to switch to voice]

Yeah I did. It's the only one I've got.

[(that's a lie)]

permavoice;

[alittlesweptup]

Don't suppose you're a navy man by any chance?

[Which is really more just a question to confirm something Charlie already knows. He'd recognize those hideous havana shirts from a mile away, coated in grime or not.]

[hellosailor]

[There's a moment of silence then. He doesn't recognize the voice, but that doesn't mean anything. He'd met plenty of Brits in his time in the Navy and even more since. The gamble was whether this guy was a friend or someone he'd screwed over. But, hell, he loved to gamble.]

I might be. You got a name pal?

[alittlesweptup]

You wouldn't know it. [And then Charlie dons a pair of hipster glasses and flies away into the sun.] But it's Cutter, Charlie Cutter.

[Shit. On the list of things he expected to juggle right now, Victor Sullivan wasn't one of them. And they'd done with song and dance before - trying to keep Sully in the dark, to out maneuver him and anything else working against them. Charlie has a suspicion that's going to be even less of an option in close quarters like these.]

I've got a spare shirt or two.

[hellosailor]

[He doesn't know it, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know the man. Lots of reasons he might not know a name. I'd be easier with a face but the guy'd seemed pretty set on sticking to voice.]

Cutter, eh? Well you seem to know me. Have we met?

[Fact is he could use a familiar face here. Even if it's not a completely friendly one.]

That'd be a real help, if you could bear to part with one. I'd get it back to you as soon as I can get these clean and dry.

video;

[totallytrustworthy]

[Oh dear god if that isn't a blast from the bloody past, she doesn't know what is. It takes a moment or two for her to mentally sort out what it means-- what it could mean or how it might've happened and everything in between-- but she snaps the feed on no more than a minute later from the comfort of her banged up closet of a living space.

You know, just to see if he remembers.]

Well I've never been much for crossdressing but if it wins me a cigar, I'm all in.

[hellosailor]

[Well, hello.

The grin is still there, but there's slightly more eyebrow involved this time.]

I won't say it's off the table entirely, but it might have to wait a bit darlin'. But you find me a bar on this godforsaken rock and I'd gladly treat you to a drink and a cigar when I'm more presentable.

[If he kept taking like that he'd run out of cigars quick.]

[totallytrustworthy]

[It says something about Victor that his response doesn't clue her in as to whether or not her face (or voice) sparks any memories. Ah well.]

I'll see what I can do - about the bar and the clothing. Though there's not much in the way of either.

[hellosailor]

Yeah, I got that feeling. It seems pretty sparse here. I mean-

[he laughs and shakes his head, the situation still seems unbelievable to him. He's half convinced he'll wake up back in Argentina tomorrow with a killer hangover.]

Maybe not as sparse as I woulda imagined the moon was. Still, I figure there's got to be a spare pair of sweats somewhere.

[he could live with being shirtless, especially if all the women looked like this.]

You got a name love?

[totallytrustworthy]

[Brief second or two of hesitation aside (thanks, Charlie's text) she purses her lips-- grin still intact-- and offers up a brief, casual shrug.] I might.

You seem the sort to lose interest once it's all out on the table.

text, baby's first encryption aka sully proof;

[alittlesweptup]

Should we ignore him?

how the bloody hell do you-- oh, never mind, there it is-- encrypted;

[totallytrustworthy]

could always use the help you know.

encrypted 5ever;

[alittlesweptup]

Do we tell him we know him or leave that bit out?

hands vs hands icon fight

[totallytrustworthy]

shit mate, I don't know. he might not even buy it if we did.

scratch that my money's on him telling us we're crazy.

video.

[unmasking]

—Did you happen to figure out the clothes bit? Because I could use some help with the clothes bit if you found the secret passageway with all the clothes.

[Because while his weapon is supposed to help, it's still got some limitations. He figures it'll evolve, but he got the idea that "evolves with time" means ... it evolves with time. He'll have to swallow his mistake down in another way.]

Re: video.

[hellosailor]

I managed to snag a shirt, but other than that, no joy. Seems spare anything is pretty rare around here.

[He squints down at the tablet but truth be told he can't tell what state the kid on the other line is in. But he doesn't doubt he needs a change of clothes, no one had time to prepare, and no one wanted to be stuck in the same damn thing their whole lives. This place was going to become a lot more unpleasant if someone didn't find some changes of underwear for the new- eh, transports? pretty quick.]

You get snatched from the shower or something?

video.

[unmasking]

I got snatched on the way to the kitchen in my pajamas. So, not as bad as naked ... but pretty close.

[He shrugs, feeling that he's made his point.]

You'd think they'd have some kind of uniform for us. A sign of unifying morality. Or whatever. But no dice.

Re: video.

[hellosailor]

Aw, that's not so bad. I don't suppose you made it to the fridge first?

[He laughs at that. Not a team he'd want to join, but it would have solved his clothing problem at least]

Might be a bit much to ask, they can't even sort out their power problem.

video.

[unmasking]

Nope, but that's probably a good thing. Fridge left open, all that food going bad ...

[He shakes his head and even puts on a fake wince at the thought of it. It does bother him to think of that. All the times he came home late while Aunt May was worrying about him really does make it easier for him to imagine it sucking.

Aside from the obvious.]

But yeah, I'm not surprised. I was just hoping that there might be a fellow sixteen-year-old boy willing to take pity on me, but I'm gonna guess all of them actually had their growth spurts.

voice;

[doubleoohbaby]

Don't suppose you've got any of those cigars left?

[hellosailor]

[See, he's adaptable. He figured out the voice thing much faster this time.]

I might just, for the lucky fella who's got an extra pair of trousers.

[It didn't appear to cover very many people, but hell, if this Brit is as helpful as the last one he might get lucky.]

[doubleoohbaby]

[So tech savvy.]

Can't argue with a trade like that. I'll see what I can find up.

[hellosailor]

[Elite hacker.]

Thanks pal.

[doubleoohbaby]

I imagine you'll want them sooner rather than later?