Cliff Fittir (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
aerialassault) wrote2014-01-11 04:06 pm
aerialassault) wrote2014-01-11 04:06 pm
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[Voice]
...Vacations are funny, aren't they? If they last long enough, they can start to get kinda boring.
[The commentary filtered through the pages of the journal system around midday, as if it was just a part of a conversation between two individuals instead of a public address. Cliff's tone was as relaxed and casual as always, for those who knew him. There was a faint hum in the otherwise quiet background.]
I mean, the downtime is nice, but I'm kinda tired of it-- which should answer any questions about 'why' and what not, so don't bother askin'.
The name's Cliff Fittir, if any of you here don't know, and I figured I'd offer my services. If any of you want a sparring partner, trainer, teacher or whatever, I'm available. Just say something if you're interested.
And if you're not...then could ya tell me what this cool thing is?
[He flipped the video on at this point, revealing a small circular device methodically rolling across the carpet.]
I've got an idea already, which brings me to Question Two: Is there a way to get good tech supplies without needing to go outside?
[He ends the feed at that, but will be prompt with replies.]
[Action]
[Cliff set off about town, looking for the aforementioned tech supplies so he could properly play with his new toy, though he would be keeping his eyes and ears alert for any of his friends and students to check up on. After a several week absence followed by a Shift that had made him appear as a young woman, there hadn't been much chance to see his people without having to answer more questions than he wanted. Furthermore, there were people that he met during that Shift that he wanted to clear things up with, one way or another.
However, he had plans for that evening...]
[Action: Private for Fayt Leingod]
Yo. You better have some free time tonight.
[He had questions...but, more importantly, he had plans for both of them.]
...Vacations are funny, aren't they? If they last long enough, they can start to get kinda boring.
[The commentary filtered through the pages of the journal system around midday, as if it was just a part of a conversation between two individuals instead of a public address. Cliff's tone was as relaxed and casual as always, for those who knew him. There was a faint hum in the otherwise quiet background.]
I mean, the downtime is nice, but I'm kinda tired of it-- which should answer any questions about 'why' and what not, so don't bother askin'.
The name's Cliff Fittir, if any of you here don't know, and I figured I'd offer my services. If any of you want a sparring partner, trainer, teacher or whatever, I'm available. Just say something if you're interested.
And if you're not...then could ya tell me what this cool thing is?
[He flipped the video on at this point, revealing a small circular device methodically rolling across the carpet.]
I've got an idea already, which brings me to Question Two: Is there a way to get good tech supplies without needing to go outside?
[He ends the feed at that, but will be prompt with replies.]
[Action]
[Cliff set off about town, looking for the aforementioned tech supplies so he could properly play with his new toy, though he would be keeping his eyes and ears alert for any of his friends and students to check up on. After a several week absence followed by a Shift that had made him appear as a young woman, there hadn't been much chance to see his people without having to answer more questions than he wanted. Furthermore, there were people that he met during that Shift that he wanted to clear things up with, one way or another.
However, he had plans for that evening...]
[Action: Private for Fayt Leingod]
Yo. You better have some free time tonight.
[He had questions...but, more importantly, he had plans for both of them.]
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[And then there's a noticeable scoff.]
Oh yeah? Last I checked your smart way of doing the right thing was do leave a bunch of cultists on the loose to round up innocent people!
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As I recall it, your definition of being a hero involved freezing the moment things got tricky and making yourself more of a liability than a help to any one of those guys. I made a choice, and my choice was to take care of my own. No regrets.
If you've got any complaints about that job, look to your own faults and figure out a way to get over them. That is the smart way of doing thigs.
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[And all he can do is a hand puppet like motion as Cliff yammers on. Even if he can't see it.]
I can get the job done my way. I don't need to ditch who I am to get stuff done! So shove it.
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[It was harsh...but, he had his limits for tolerating what seemed like willful foolishness.]
My offer stands if you ever change your mind, [He added. There was no reason to deny help to anyone in the enclosure, even if they were painfully childish. Especially if they were painfully childish.] It might be wise to think a little before you do something you regret.
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Fuck this.]
Know what? Screw you. I don't need your help! You've got NO right telling me what I should or should not do!
[He'd have finished there, but the last few words just set him on edge.]
I already regret enough as it is! This is something. I'M.NOT.GOING.TO.REGRET!
SO, BACK OFF.
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There is nothing more to say, and Cliff doesn't have much patience to offer at the moment. Saying nothing, Cliff flipped the book shut and let the kid stew in the mess that he made.]