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tushanshu2013-02-04 08:15 pm
poeticverses) wrote in tushanshu2013-02-04 08:15 pm
Verse 01 - Video
[The feed opens up on a...pretty beat up redhead. Dried blood, bruises starting to form, cuts and scrapes, everything short of bullet wounds, really.
Those were healed before he woke up.
It takes a second for him to realize that he got it to start recording and he blushes a bit. Not that you can tell with all the bruising and whatnot, but. He looks like any beat-up 19th century Frenchman: dirty, bloody shirt, bloody blue waistcoat...basically, he didn't bother to clean up before figuring out this console.
When he speaks, his voice is fairly soft and he's terribly awkward, and not just because he's talking into a box]
The gentleman who brought me here said I could use this...device to contact others in the city. Does...is anyone else here from Paris? If so, are you familiar with Les Amis de l'ABC? My name is Jehan--Jean, but I prefer Jehan--Prouvaire, and I need to know if I'm the only one of us here. If I am not, could you please direct me to my friends?
[Don't ask if he wants to be alone here or not. He couldn't tell you]
I also need a doctor, please. I don't think I am in any danger of dying now, but I would rather not risk it.
Ah...thank you.
[[ooc: for those of you not familiar with French, "Jehan" does has a different sound than "Jean"]]
Those were healed before he woke up.
It takes a second for him to realize that he got it to start recording and he blushes a bit. Not that you can tell with all the bruising and whatnot, but. He looks like any beat-up 19th century Frenchman: dirty, bloody shirt, bloody blue waistcoat...basically, he didn't bother to clean up before figuring out this console.
When he speaks, his voice is fairly soft and he's terribly awkward, and not just because he's talking into a box]
The gentleman who brought me here said I could use this...device to contact others in the city. Does...is anyone else here from Paris? If so, are you familiar with Les Amis de l'ABC? My name is Jehan--Jean, but I prefer Jehan--Prouvaire, and I need to know if I'm the only one of us here. If I am not, could you please direct me to my friends?
[Don't ask if he wants to be alone here or not. He couldn't tell you]
I also need a doctor, please. I don't think I am in any danger of dying now, but I would rather not risk it.
Ah...thank you.
[[ooc: for those of you not familiar with French, "Jehan" does has a different sound than "Jean"]]
video;
[He's...having trouble comprehending that phrase]
video;
[And then.]
[Have a brief history lesson, Jehan. (Bucky may not be the most book-learned, but he did learn why he was fighting, dammit.)]
The Earth that I come from... and I think a lot of other Earths, though I'm pretty sure not all, in the beginning of the twentieth century, there was political unrest. Mostly in Europe, but not only. Things were escalating until in 1914, it all blew up. Except instead of staying only in Europe, the war... spread. Colonies, former colonies... every continent ended joining up. Was s'posed to be the War to End All Wars, lasted for four years.
Then it ended. Germany was on the losing side, and the winners... went a bit far. That was World War I.
Twenty years later, Germany had recovered, formed alliances - and attacked, hard and brutal. It went around the world again, though some places were slower to join. That's the war I'm fighting. Was fighting. Back home. It was going into its sixth year.
video;
I...I see.
video;