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001 :: Video
[ She'd been paying attention as much as she could when the kedan explain the console to her, but part of her had thought that it couldn't possibly be that difficult. All you have to do is hit the button. Easy. Right?
She blinks at the screen to make sure it's working, and then immediately lifts her hands from the controls. Right. She still doesn't have great control over her electricity, and she doesn't want to blow out the closest thing to a television she has. ]
Hi. I'm Elle. Bishop. So they told me about how I'm living on a turtle now and how I might be dead, or might not be, whatever, but I need to know if someone from- from my world is here. [ She tries to sound more braver than she feels, but her eyes still look afraid and she can't figure out what to do with her hands. She has to get it together. People feed on weakness. She can't let them think she's weak.
She takes a deep breath and pastes on a smile. ]
I'm just saying that you guys shouldn't leave a cutie like me hanging on this.
[ They've got to be out there, right? Someone she knows has to be here. Someone from the Company. Someone who can tell her if Sylar got away, or if Elle got Noah killed without meaning to. If the other Level Fivers were caught.
Maybe someone who can tell her if Sylar really did her. ]
We- we still have to eat, right? Even though we might be dead? So... who cooks for everybody around here? Where's the cafeteria?
[ Please, please tell her that she can eat for free. She doesn't have any much money, no more access to Bob's moneybags, and she doesn't know how to cook. She isn't dead - maybe at home, she is, but not here. She could starve. Forget starving, she could go with only one change of clothes. For days.
A familiar tingling sensation wraps itself around a finger, a thread of blue lightning appearing from her skin. She quickly drops her hand out of sight. Maybe that was too fast to see, right? Yeah. Good. She's got this. ]
Okay-bye.
[ And then she hurriedly cuts the feed so she can focus on deep breaths without anyone seeing. Breathe, Elle. You live in a freaking treehouse now. You don't want to see what will happen if you panic.
It soon occurs to her that she might have pressed the wrong button, and she double-checks. A second later, she curses under her breath. Another second, and the feed is successfully cut.
Note to self, concentrate when using the console. ]
She blinks at the screen to make sure it's working, and then immediately lifts her hands from the controls. Right. She still doesn't have great control over her electricity, and she doesn't want to blow out the closest thing to a television she has. ]
Hi. I'm Elle. Bishop. So they told me about how I'm living on a turtle now and how I might be dead, or might not be, whatever, but I need to know if someone from- from my world is here. [ She tries to sound more braver than she feels, but her eyes still look afraid and she can't figure out what to do with her hands. She has to get it together. People feed on weakness. She can't let them think she's weak.
She takes a deep breath and pastes on a smile. ]
I'm just saying that you guys shouldn't leave a cutie like me hanging on this.
[ They've got to be out there, right? Someone she knows has to be here. Someone from the Company. Someone who can tell her if Sylar got away, or if Elle got Noah killed without meaning to. If the other Level Fivers were caught.
Maybe someone who can tell her if Sylar really did her. ]
We- we still have to eat, right? Even though we might be dead? So... who cooks for everybody around here? Where's the cafeteria?
[ Please, please tell her that she can eat for free. She doesn't have any much money, no more access to Bob's moneybags, and she doesn't know how to cook. She isn't dead - maybe at home, she is, but not here. She could starve. Forget starving, she could go with only one change of clothes. For days.
A familiar tingling sensation wraps itself around a finger, a thread of blue lightning appearing from her skin. She quickly drops her hand out of sight. Maybe that was too fast to see, right? Yeah. Good. She's got this. ]
Okay-bye.
[ And then she hurriedly cuts the feed so she can focus on deep breaths without anyone seeing. Breathe, Elle. You live in a freaking treehouse now. You don't want to see what will happen if you panic.
It soon occurs to her that she might have pressed the wrong button, and she double-checks. A second later, she curses under her breath. Another second, and the feed is successfully cut.
Note to self, concentrate when using the console. ]
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Is your favorite band Mozart and his orchestra or something?
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Mozart was a composer. He did not have an orchestra, and he was certainly not a part of a band. But, of course, ignorance would be such an easy excuse for you, in this situation.
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Shut up! It's not like I knew the guy. He's dead!
[ SEE, KID? SHE KNOWS SOMETHING. ]
Besides, it's not like anybody plays his music anymore! It's all Backstreet Boys and that guy with the weird flute.
[ Yeah, Elle spent a large portion of her life listening to Muzak. She doesn't even know she has anything to regret about it. ]
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It is called history. Some facts are important. >Tt.<
And you are mistaken. His music is played very widely, and has more in audiences around the world than silly boy bands. In fact, you have probably heard his music, but never tried to enlighten yourself enough to know that.
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[ Elle wrinkles her nose. ] How'm I supposed to know, anyway? It's not like they ever say what music they're playing!
I take it back. You aren't a stupid kid.
You're a stupid asshole kid.
[ ZING. ]
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[ No zing. Unimpressed face. ]
Is that as bad as or worse than jerkass?
[ No, Elle, you're not the first one who's been insulting him. You probably should tread lightly, but... well. When do you do that, anyway? ]
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[ She blinks at him. for a couple seconds. ]
Is... that even a word?
[ Gold star? Maybe a silver. ]
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[ Maybe a silver. ]
And you will have to bring that complaint to the person who used it.
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Who used it first? I'll talk to them.
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Would that not be telling?