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genessia2018-05-12 10:28 pm
passedover) wrote in genessia2018-05-12 10:28 pm
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[For a very brief moment there was what looked like a severe scowl there, none too happy about... anything going on. No words, eyes not focusing on the camera, before within seconds it simply goes dead.
Not doing this today, thanks.]
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[The phone had been pocketed after Gabriel had given it a once over, familiarizing himself with what was very much a low-tech sort of phone to him. Wasn't even about to willingly mess with it until he had to, because at the moment there was something more important in mind. Gathering as much information about this predicament as he could.
The hologram had been helpful enough, but he wasn't just going to stop there, oh no.
The Black Ops commander was going to do one of the things he did best; observe and listen to those who were already here. Tuning out most every day conversation that didn't seem important, hood pulled up over his head and walking. Never staying in one area for too long, since he was also familiarizing himself with layouts. Mental mapping. Remaining on his guard all the while.]
As if I didn't have enough weirdness to deal with, had to throw in the strangest abduction I've ever heard of.
[Talking gorilla from the moon was one thing, so was the girl that had to wear a device strapped to her chest to keep firmly planted in their time and reality. Magic dragons.
Now this.]
[For a very brief moment there was what looked like a severe scowl there, none too happy about... anything going on. No words, eyes not focusing on the camera, before within seconds it simply goes dead.
Not doing this today, thanks.]
Action
[The phone had been pocketed after Gabriel had given it a once over, familiarizing himself with what was very much a low-tech sort of phone to him. Wasn't even about to willingly mess with it until he had to, because at the moment there was something more important in mind. Gathering as much information about this predicament as he could.
The hologram had been helpful enough, but he wasn't just going to stop there, oh no.
The Black Ops commander was going to do one of the things he did best; observe and listen to those who were already here. Tuning out most every day conversation that didn't seem important, hood pulled up over his head and walking. Never staying in one area for too long, since he was also familiarizing himself with layouts. Mental mapping. Remaining on his guard all the while.]
As if I didn't have enough weirdness to deal with, had to throw in the strangest abduction I've ever heard of.
[Talking gorilla from the moon was one thing, so was the girl that had to wear a device strapped to her chest to keep firmly planted in their time and reality. Magic dragons.
Now this.]
no subject
That's how people seem to be everywhere, for better or for worse. More so when you gather them into a group, they become dangerous.
People will be people, and what matters is what you do with it. Brushing it off like that speaks more about you than you'd likely want getting out there.
no subject
I don't care about the public opinion of me.
[ And he hasn't in a long while. Jack Morrison's public image tanked the moment Blackwatch was spread over the news like wildfire. Not that he was overly concerned what the public thought; they didn't really know him like his comrades did. Still, the moment they questioned him? They questioned Overwatch. That's when it all went to hell.
Better for the public to think he was a reckless vigilante that hated the world. It made the war easier. ]