tushanshu | Entries tagged with † deon wilson

[Deon's voice sounds a little different, like it's slightly...processed. The panic, however, is very real.]

Anyone with experience in robotics or engineering, come to the College labs immediately. Please. It's urgent.

flybyshooting

Bit chilly in these parts, wouldn't you agree?

Niceties aside, I thought it best to get this out the way.

I've set up a bit of a garage outside my flat. Nothing fancy, mind, but I daresay a little work will spruce it up in no time. Now, you lot all seem busy, so I won't waste your time with needless prattling.

My services are up for hire.

[He smiles a bit and it's the smile of a man who's about to not tell the entire truth.]

In my world, I'm an engineer by trade. I specialize in aircraft, particularly those run on Glossair engines. However, I've yet to run across any machines that I haven't been able to fix. So to summarize, if you need something built or repaired, I'm your man. No questions asked.

Though, as with all things, quality and discretion do not come for free.

[He gives a winning smile. Balthier over and out.]

wolf_of_war

[When the video clicks on, those watching will be greeted with a rather odd sight. It's that intimidating-looking talking robot dog that's been running around, with his nose (figuratively) buried in a book, the cover reading "Psychology". He's scanning the pages carefully, occasionally flipping to the next page with the small, three-fingered manipulator that served as his "tongue". At first it seems that he's unaware that the video is on, until he speaks.]

I have recently enrolled in the college here in the city, and find myself requiring assistance. While my potential intellect is significantly larger than a human, my actual experiences and education are severely lacking. I have enrolled in courses covering human psychology, advanced mathematics, and chemical science, and require those familiar with these topics to...quiz me on the early chapters of the required textbook.

[Then, he looks up, knowing that eye contact is important when addressing people.]

Any assistance would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.

aquanimity

[A familiar face to those who knew her during her previous tenure appears. Yes, Aqua has returned. For her, not a day has passed since her disappearance, but she's figured out quickly enough that everyone else has had several months go by. The weather alone is indication enough of that.

It's with that knowledge that she takes to the consoles.]

How long have I been gone? Has there been any trouble?

[Hopefully someone she knows is still here. It seems likely, given the length of time others have spent here. And a familiar face would help her with the growing dread she's mostly able to hide in her expression.

She's been back for only a bit, but it's long enough for the fear to set in. Aqua draws a breath before asking the next question.]

Are... are Ven and Xion still here? [She knows the answer even as she asks. Their shared home had been the first place she visited, and the empty building told her the painful truth. Still, she's holding to a small glimmer of hope, that she did not abandon them and, in turn, cause the forces of this world to send them back as well. That she has no control over the whims of this place is irrelevant.

It occurs to her, then, that her wayward friends may have been sighted but not recognized by name. She quickly adds:]

Ven is fifteen, with spiky blonde hair, about as tall as my shoulder. Xion... she's smaller than he is, about fourteen, with short black hair.

[She hesitates, then lifts her hand up, calling her Keyblade to her hand in a flash of light.]

You might have seen them wielding weapons similar to this. [She holds it out a few seconds longer, then dismisses the weapon.]

If anyone has seen them since I was last here, please tell me. My name is Aqua, and I'll keep near the consoles. Thank you.

[She shuts the feed down, but her shoulders drop in weariness before the video completely cuts. She knows full-well this is a vain effort.]

wolf_of_war

[There is a...dog? on your screen? He looks vaguely canine, at least, though the glowing red eyes and angular, mechanical features are a dead giveaway that he's not your average dog. He looks to be sitting somewhere in the city, most likely off the beaten path a bit, so as to avoid the gaze of the locals. The joys of a built-in codec.]

I find myself...curious, about the collar around my neck. Preliminary analysis suggests that it is an ordinary gemstone, however I have been informed that this item contains my "soul", and that I should not remove it.

[A pause, as he parses his thoughts on the subject at hand.]

As I am an artificial intelligence in a robotic exoskeleton, I do not have the required knowledge to determine the presence of a "soul" in my body. perhaps there are others more knowledgeable on the subject than I, who might inform me on how this is possible.

craftlife

[Deon's been reluctant to go on the network about this - likely because if Vincent's around, he'll probably pop Deon one in the jaw for getting in his business.] Um...has anyone seen Vincent Moore around? Tall bloke, built, bit of an, ah, bit of a bad attitude?

I'm worried something's happened to him.

lasergrenades

[During this.]

I found- I found Shay. I'm in the Earth Sector.

[Pepper sounds on edge, concerned, although she's trying to hide it.]

He's unconscious, but I think he's okay. Can someone come help me move him? Please? Like, now?

craftlife

[Deon looks a bit concerned, and harried, like he hasn't slept in a couple of days. And not because of the Red Bull, either.]

Please, has anyone seen Dr. Light? Or Shay Cormac? I haven't seen Shay in a few days, he's not in his usual places and the Morrigan seems deserted, and I can't find Thomas either...

[He is very worried.]

highprofilerichkid

[It's been a while since Tony's made a public broadcast on the network. He doesn't look harried or frustrated now: this time he has good news. His eyes are gleaming with excitement, and he seems very pleased with himself.]

I've got an announcement for anybody who's interested in technology and engineering - kedan and foreigners. I've been working with the College to put together a community space in the Sky Sector. Sort of like a... library, for practical engineering. It'll have cutting-edge equipment, all kinds of tools, tons of space to mess around in, and even some basic supplies for anyone to use.

Tech's developing really fast in Keeliai, and it'll develop even faster if we collaborate and pool our knowledge and resources. This will be a place where we can do that. Where everyone can learn at their own pace, on their own schedule, and work on the projects they're interested in. With the situation with Tu Vishan and the Chihuelans... I think it's important for everyone to have a chance to contribute.

So, it's open to anyone. It's free to use for anyone at the College and students get first dibs, but if you're not enrolled here and you still want to get in on it, there's just a monthly membership fee to cover operating costs. I'll do my best to keep plenty of membership slots available. [He grins.] It's a lot cheaper than buying all your own equipment. Also, for people who want a private workspace, there's going to be some that you can rent by the month.

There'll be a bunch of classes, too. The advanced courses have a small fee, plus some money for supplies, but the basic courses will be free for students and members. I'll even be running some free courses open to the public. [Not something that will earn the College any money directly, but it'll be good for community goodwill, and encourage donations and new members.]

Just clean up after yourself, take care of the tools, and replace the supplies you use. And sign up for things early: there may be waiting lists for classes and workspaces. [He'd hate to turn people away, since that's sort of against the principle of the whole thing, but, sadly, his time and resources are not infinite.]

I'll be working full-time, maintaining the equipment and teaching a lot of the classes. When I'm not busy with those, I'll be available to help people one-on-one. I'm also looking for a couple people who can be around to watch things when I'm not there, so we can keep the doors open twenty-four-seven.

[And now that he's covered the basics, his expression turns a little more serious.]

Technology in Keeliai shouldn't just be used for profit or politics: it should be used to make everyone's lives better. We should be sharing with each other and learning from each other and building new things, not just fighting over what we have. That's what this is all about.

If you're looking to make a profit, you're better off at SI. [A case of pot meet kettle if there ever was one, but Tony's not above taking a few well-earned digs at his former company. Anyway, he's always been in favor of technology for the greater good: it's just the "not-for-profit" aspect that's new to him.] Most of the stuff we work on in the classes will be for the College and other public institutions. And anything that gets made here, the patent [not a concept with a direct translation into kedanese, but the translation magic will convey the gist of it] belongs to the College. That's not to cheat anyone out of their inventions or anything like that - it's so that everyone can use and build on any advances we make.

This will be a place for foreigners and kedan to work together to make Keeliai a better place for everyone. If you want to be a part of that... You know where to find me. [He grins again, and ends the feed.]

skeletonenigma

[The message over the handsets is short, succinct, and to the point. Long story short: the detective is bored, so the first thought to capture some of his idle curiosity gets put to the Foreigners at large.]

Who else has received letters from themselves?

craftlife

[It's late at night, and Deon looks somewhat distressed. Tired, and mildly disheveled, but mostly distressed.]

Please, I need some help. I was walking on the beach and I found a woman who washed ashore, and she had this in her back, [he says, raising a teardrop-shaped piece of lapis lazuli - quite literally - about the size of two fists.] I was trying to help her to safety, and then she...she disappeared in a puff of smoke, and this was all that was left.

Has this ever happened before?

makesright

[ The video feed flickers on and Tom is staring into the camera, then glancing off to the side -- then smiling. He looks tired, but relieved. ]

Well, that was simple enough.

Hello, there. My name is Dr. Thomas Light. I arrived some time ago, during a festival, and... I seem to have lost some time? I'm not sure what day it is, but I have one of these now --

[ He holds up his arm, motioning toward the simple metal bracelet on his wrist, with a dark stone set neatly inside it where a watch face would normally be. ]

If anyone could be so kind as to tell me how long I was out? And why I woke up... somewhere completely different?

[ A quick glance at the world behind him reveals he's in the... water sector. ]

craftlife

[Deon looks characteristically excited...but even more so than usual. And he's talking...a little faster...than usual.]

Okay, so I know about the jar of endless coffee beans in the Hotel, right? That thing is a godsend, it really is, but it's just not enough, you know? Well, I found something, during the yard sale, and I'd really really appreciate it if someone could help me set up something similar. It can be done, right? Course it can, there's an endless jar of coffee beans, this is a lot easier, or should be anyway.

[He holds an open can of Red Bull up to the camera. And the way he's holding it? It looks empty.

Take someone away from their fix for a couple months, and give it back, and don't be surprised when the reaction is a little stronger than usual.]

I found a whole case of Red Bull, and I'd like to know if anyone can make it so that it doesn't run out. Violates every law of physics I know, but the coffee jar proves it can be done, and I know there's people who can do all sorts of magic here, so how about it?

irishthor

[Action; Early morning - Locked to Katara.]

[His dreams are wracked by memories. Of cold ice, of forests... Of bonds broken and forged. To those looking in, he would be moving, sleeping restless, sweat beaded on his brow, and the occasional noise slipping past his lips...

That is until he jolts up, hand grasping for a weapon that isn't there, eyes wild, before he realises where he is, and relaxes a tad.]

Christ... [This is mumbled, a hand raised to scrub over his face, feeling the roughness of the unshaven stubble under his fingers. He hasn't really shaved or tended to himself these past days; wasn't much of a point.] ...I have to stop nearly dying...

[Private audio to Skulduggery Pleasant.]

You said to inform you if I learnt something regarding these muggings...

[Open]

[Shay Cormac has seen better days. He still looks pale, and sweat is still visible on his brow, but he's looking a lot healthier than people have seen him before today. His hair is still down, and he's wearing local garb, but... at least he looks better.]

So, what do you do when your soul gem changes colour?

[He pulls out a red gem on a pendant, dangling it before the camera.]

Because this was green before- [And he stops, blinking, staring off, and then around his surroundings. From the feed, people can see that he's in the hotel lobby, but Shay is acting like he's seeing something else... and then his attention returns to the console. He clears his throat, looking a tad abashed.]

Er... My apologies. I thought I... [A glance over his shoulder.] Never mind. Any information on what this means, I would appreciate it.

[And the feed gets cut.]

[Private to Deon Wilson]

I owe you a debt, my friend.

[Private to Arno Dorian]

As much as I never thought I'd say these words to an Assassin again, I owe you my life. Thank you.

bigdamnhiro

[Oh good, he's getting stage fright from a video message. But this is important, kinda, so he clears his throat and pushes through it, though it's obvious he's a little nervous. Maybe less nervous, as the message goes on and he gets more comfortable.]

So...I guess things have been pretty crazy lately, huh? [There's an awkward pause. He - was going to say something about that, but now he can't remember and he's not sure he had anything helpful to say anyway.] ...Yeah. Anyway. So, uh, I had a question for the mechanics and the engineers and whoever else tinkers with the local tech around here. At least, what tech there is in this city.

[Not without maybe a tiny little hint of ugh in there, but he's resigned to it, at this point.]

Would it help if there was someplace central you could go to get the parts and tools you need to work with, instead of hunting all over the city markets for them? Like, a one-stop shop for all your tech needs. Something like that.

[He shrugs.]

Lemme know what you think.

Also, if anybody needs any repairs done on small appliances or machinery, you should totally send me a message. I only charge a couple juulans an hour, with house calls included for free.

[Big grin, finger pistols. Sell it, Hiro.]

irishthor

So, bein' the community-minded fellow I am, I found something when walking in the Metal Sector this mornin'...

[Down an alleyway. Don't ask why he was there.]

...It says "Etra va, ilso Deo." Now, I'm a wee bit rusty, but... it sounds Latin to me.

[He holds up something to the camera.]

The back is covered in blood, but... it says... Tetravaal Robotics Division... whatever that means. This doesn't look native, so... Any claimers?

[He's fully aware that there may be more words under the blood, and that "etra va" could be Tetravaal, too, but... Well, he'd like to keep some of his intelligence to himself.]

ironwood

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Tu Shanshu

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