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Khan Noonien Singh ([personal profile] khan_artist) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu2013-08-18 07:59 pm

Video; Dated August 19th

[When the video feed starts, there's nothing but the side of a black chair, the man sitting in it was looking away from the monitor in thought. The background was obviously a suite in the Fire Sector, if the elegant design and the lit yellow and red hanging lanterns were anything to go by. As the man looked out the window behind him, he finally spoke.]

If any foreigners have new information regarding those that reside in the palace, I urge you to contact me as soon as possible. It’s become quite apparent that the Emperor is rather selective with whom she shares information with.

[That deep, penetrating voice was one of idle interest, which may have been because he seemed distracted. Finally, the chair turned from whatever had his attention. The man was sitting straight and he gave a guileful look down to the camera, straight at the viewers.]

It has also come to my attention that I am not the only one from my "world" as it were. Some of you may have seen others wearing similar clothing to mine. [Blue eyes with green flecks glanced downward at the Starfleet symbol on his black, long-sleeve shirt.] I’ll spare you the details of my "home". You may call me: Khan. [There was a dark purr of satisfaction on the last word. Having free reign to use his actual name for the first time in over year was incredibly satisfying.]

Many have called for unity amongst us "foreigners" and I am ready to do what must be done so we not only get the answers we want, but also to eliminate this menace we were summoned to fight. My combat and strategic knowledge are available for any effective measures against this essence known as Malicant.

[If he’s fully aware of what saying that name means, the only give away would be his eyes becoming lidded as he raised his eyebrows upon uttering the name.]

There is also the abundance of foreigners with powers and abilities above and beyond the limits of baseline individuals. If a list has been made of these beings and their known capabilities, I request a copy if possible.

[A beat filled with an almost imperceptible squint.]

Thank you for your time, that is all.

[95% Encryption; Pepper Potts]

I believe Stark Industries is the leading force in technological advancement in Keeliai. Ms. Potts, I would like a tour of your facilities and a description for each of the positions you have available; and the ones that are not. I believe you'll find my extensive knowledge of technology to be an asset. Even to the considerable pool of intellect currently in your employ.

[100% Starfleet Encryption; Jim Kirk, Spock.]

Contact me as soon as possible. Whether it is over the network or in person does not matter to me.

[He leaned forward in his chair]

I imagine we both have questions that need answers.
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Video;

[personal profile] goingfishing 2013-08-22 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
...You said kidnappers and - [Most people want to get out of here. He wants to get out of here.]

.....I don't know. It ...It came to mind.
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PM ME YOUR PLURK NAME? ...I forgot it. D: and I had a thing to propose.

[personal profile] goingfishing 2013-08-22 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Deep breath. He knew Stark, Stark was helping him with his suit. Combating the entity?

That was a good thing. And they all had to band together.

All the same if they had to band together and they needed to fight...why would this emperor have grabbed him without the one thing that made him good?

You're more then Gipsy Raleigh. You were before -

Before what? Before after his brother had died? Running around chasing construction jobs?

He sat down heavily next to the console and put his hands on his elbows, closing his eyes as tightly as he could. There was an enemy, he had to fight it.

He had one ally - one person who he'd told about what he had. The basics of Doctor Lightcap's machine interface were in his helmet. The start of building someone's drift bridge. Someone could figure it out. He'd figured that was valuable.

So he wanted to keep it to himself. Did he find a second person who might be able to share it?

Did it really matter?

He shakes it off and stands, walking away. He'd talk to people as soon as he could to figure it out. That'd sort things out moving forward]