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[ It's not as if Miller's pleased that half of Hadriel's captives have apparently been buried alive, but this also grants him an opportunity he'd been craving. It places him back into a position that he's come to miss and yearn for since his arrival here. He can't fight the monsters who come with the newcomers, he can't convince the gods to send them home when they don't even know how the process works, but he can organize people. And this situation, with Hope's set of coordinates? This is his bread and butter.
The broadcast comes from a desk in the main living area of Kaz's apartment. He's propped his phone and adjusted it so that it shows him from the shoulders up. A number of people here already know about his disabilities, but anyone who doesn't should stay that way for now. They might see his missing limbs and his need for a crutch as a weakness, which will make them less likely to listen to him. ]
Fear's really done a number on us this time, hasn't he?
[ He shakes his head, dismayed but not defeated. He assumes it's Fear, anyway. Who else would be behind this? Sitting with his back straight and his beret set in place, Miller takes on the air of command. ]
This we can do something about, though, unlike the blizzard. Anyone who's above ground and willing to help dig someone up, report in. I'll assign you a set of coordinates. Then, report back with whether or not you were successful in digging someone up -- and if so, who it was.
[ That's all simple enough, but Kaz can guess that both those who've been buried and those who haven't are in a panic, and a good leader needs to address something like that. ]
I'm sure that many of you have friends who are in need of your help. [ His brow knits, a quiet show of empathy. ] But right now, we need to focus on getting each and every person dug up, so even if you end up rescuing a stranger, just keep in mind that I'll have probably sent someone else to free your loved one. The important thing is that we make sure each plot is covered so that no one is overlooked.
[ Someone just made a helpful announcement about how awful it would be to suffocate in one of those coffins, after all. ]
For those who are curious, my name is Kazuhira Miller, and I have experience with organizing an army. Getting a few people dug up should be a cakewalk if everyone keeps their calm -- and if enough people want to help.
[ Maybe he's guilting people a little with that last point. It might have to do with the fact that he's self-conscious that he can't contribute to any of the physical requirements of this particular crisis. Then again, that had been the case with taking down Cipher too, and they'd still pulled it off. ]
And if anyone who's trapped is watching this... hang in there. We're on our way.
[ With a firm nod, he ends the feed. ]
The broadcast comes from a desk in the main living area of Kaz's apartment. He's propped his phone and adjusted it so that it shows him from the shoulders up. A number of people here already know about his disabilities, but anyone who doesn't should stay that way for now. They might see his missing limbs and his need for a crutch as a weakness, which will make them less likely to listen to him. ]
Fear's really done a number on us this time, hasn't he?
[ He shakes his head, dismayed but not defeated. He assumes it's Fear, anyway. Who else would be behind this? Sitting with his back straight and his beret set in place, Miller takes on the air of command. ]
This we can do something about, though, unlike the blizzard. Anyone who's above ground and willing to help dig someone up, report in. I'll assign you a set of coordinates. Then, report back with whether or not you were successful in digging someone up -- and if so, who it was.
[ That's all simple enough, but Kaz can guess that both those who've been buried and those who haven't are in a panic, and a good leader needs to address something like that. ]
I'm sure that many of you have friends who are in need of your help. [ His brow knits, a quiet show of empathy. ] But right now, we need to focus on getting each and every person dug up, so even if you end up rescuing a stranger, just keep in mind that I'll have probably sent someone else to free your loved one. The important thing is that we make sure each plot is covered so that no one is overlooked.
[ Someone just made a helpful announcement about how awful it would be to suffocate in one of those coffins, after all. ]
For those who are curious, my name is Kazuhira Miller, and I have experience with organizing an army. Getting a few people dug up should be a cakewalk if everyone keeps their calm -- and if enough people want to help.
[ Maybe he's guilting people a little with that last point. It might have to do with the fact that he's self-conscious that he can't contribute to any of the physical requirements of this particular crisis. Then again, that had been the case with taking down Cipher too, and they'd still pulled it off. ]
And if anyone who's trapped is watching this... hang in there. We're on our way.
[ With a firm nod, he ends the feed. ]
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If you want to provide moral support, no one's stopping you.
Are you above ground or below?
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Manual labor is just really not my bag. Plus, there's the whole, you know, 'I save your life, I am now responsible for said life, I have to save it again some time in the future'... thing that I'm just not that into.
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Still, I'm not much for manual labor myself, which is why I'm trying to help in my own way.
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I'm Rhys.
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[ XO for short, as the military loves its acronyms. ]
So, Rhys, where do you fit into all this?
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...what do you mean, 'fit'? Like, what particular brand of cog am I in this perfect running machine that is the Murdercave? I mean, generally I try not to die and provide moral support to the people who try to kill the things that are trying to kill me. I'm pretty good at telling stories. I built my phone into my arm and I've been trying to make some sense out of the magical Hope OS so that I can figure out how to code a game of pong.
That's about it.
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Fair enough.
What do you mean, you built it into your arm?
[ The remark about batshit military types is something he'll just leave alone, thank you very much. ]
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He's gotten his revenge. He may not feel any more whole than he did before they put Skull Face down, but maybe it's time to move in that direction. ]
Right. I worked with someone who had one, and he ended up taking to it pretty well. I'm guessing you didn't get it installed here, though.
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So who did it for you back home?
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A beady-eyed surgeon and his assistant robots. Still kind of skeevy, but I got what I wanted in the end, so nobody lost out. Set me back a ton of cash though, but I guess it's worth it for two working arms.
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How did you lose it in the first place?
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Are we playing 20 questions now?
[Rhys is incapable of chill, apparently- but he doesn't really mean it in a rude way. Or, rather, no more rude than he usually is.]
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Well, since you don't seem to have any interest in actually helping, I figure the least you can do is answer some questions.
[ The bad news is that he's also pretty incapable of chill. ]
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Hey, what part of supervisor and moral support did you not understand? Look at me, supporting you! Morally! Don't you just feel really enthused about hard, manual labor for the next three days straight?
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[ Kaz's guess is that the people actually digging probably wouldn't appreciate that -- but he somehow wouldn't be surprised if this guy tried it anyway. ]
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Just fyi
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