video; un: barebone
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spacenet[ Credence shouldn't go exploring. That's implicitly obvious, but he'd done it anyway, and when he recovers from this he'll have a nice long mental self-reprimanding. It had been a simple enough affair. Surely, there would be some kind of answer among the metal corridors and winding labyrinth of strange technology. There's a buddy system, but Credence had simply not wanted to bother anyone, not wanting to impose.
He's not expecting to round the corner on deck 3 and see the body of a man. He's jarred, falling backwards, tripping on things that aren't there. His rear hits the hallway and he backs up, instinctive, and doesn't stop until his back hits the metal hallway.
He has to let people know. It's instinctive, to pull out the necklace he'd been given in the dark alley before arriving and touch it, and it's only after his heart stops racing too much (he can't stop staring, this is decidedly different from his sister, or is ma) that he starts a video. The movement is shakey, and he's sure no one on the ship will really recognize him, having kept to himself and his quarters, but they have to know. ]
There's--there's something...
[ He pans the camera to the body, trying to keep his body from shaking, voice high with fear. ]
Deck three. It's on deck three.
He's not expecting to round the corner on deck 3 and see the body of a man. He's jarred, falling backwards, tripping on things that aren't there. His rear hits the hallway and he backs up, instinctive, and doesn't stop until his back hits the metal hallway.
He has to let people know. It's instinctive, to pull out the necklace he'd been given in the dark alley before arriving and touch it, and it's only after his heart stops racing too much (he can't stop staring, this is decidedly different from his sister, or is ma) that he starts a video. The movement is shakey, and he's sure no one on the ship will really recognize him, having kept to himself and his quarters, but they have to know. ]
There's--there's something...
[ He pans the camera to the body, trying to keep his body from shaking, voice high with fear. ]
Deck three. It's on deck three.
no no its totally ok <3
Date: 2017-06-20 03:29 pm (UTC)[ That's the first word that comes to mind as he follows Credence towards the body. The layout of the ship is confusing but Steve memorizes the directions they've made, makes mental cues about their path so he can commit it to memory. They might need to come back here in the future; they might need to warn someone away from here too.
He won't recognize the body, that much he can be relatively sure of. This spaceship wouldn't bring in anyone he knew, would they?
Why he even considers this place capable of that kind of power is beyond him - but the realization is a little unnerving. ]
A way of learning about what we're dealing with through the way they kill.
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Date: 2017-06-21 08:48 pm (UTC)Or maybe that's not what he means, but either way, after a few more moments twisting and turning, Credence suddenly comes to a halt, pointing beyond a dark corner. ]
It's there.
[ His words are quiet. Hushed. ]
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Date: 2017-06-22 05:27 am (UTC)You don't have to stick around if you don't want to. [ He says, turning to face the young man. ] You did good.
[ And after what he'd probably gone through, discovering the body from the start, Steve can't imagine it's easy returning to the "crime scene" as it were. This spaceship is pretty terrifying as it is. ]