Colonel Frank Archer (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
determinator) wrote2012-10-23 03:56 pm
determinator) wrote2012-10-23 03:56 pm
♕ FOURTEENTH COMMAND | VIDEO
[Good afternoon, Johto! Archer is seated at a desk, glancing over a list of papers when the feed turns on. He smirks at the camera after a moment and folds his hands.]
I have several eggs here that I'd like to sell. I'm willing to give anyone who replies on this channel half off. I can assure you, the eggs are definitely worth it.
[It's shortly followed by a list. It's missing ten of the eggs, but that's nothing you need to worry about~ The feed ends there.]
[Several minutes later a public broadcast goes out featuring the same list, plus ten other eggs.]
As you can see, I have quite a few eggs I need to sell. The prices and egg moves are listed, just let me know which ones you're interested and--
[He's suddenly interrupted by a Tynamo floating into the screen near him. Archer tries to shoo her away, but that just seems to upset her. She moves to latch her x-shaped mouth onto his hand and shocks him.
Archer yelps and tries to pull her off, finding it impossible. Clearly there's only one solution.]
Kimblee!
[...yell for his Kimblee, obviously. The feed cuts out there.
It comes back on shortly thereafter, with Archer looking even more pissed than usual. His hand is bandaged though the injury doesn't seem to be too bad. Tynamo aren't very powerful, after all.]
As I was saying, I'll send the eggs wherever you need them, either through the Centers or with one of my Flying-types. Thank you for your time.
[And end feed!]
I have several eggs here that I'd like to sell. I'm willing to give anyone who replies on this channel half off. I can assure you, the eggs are definitely worth it.
[It's shortly followed by a list. It's missing ten of the eggs, but that's nothing you need to worry about~ The feed ends there.]
[Several minutes later a public broadcast goes out featuring the same list, plus ten other eggs.]
As you can see, I have quite a few eggs I need to sell. The prices and egg moves are listed, just let me know which ones you're interested and--
[He's suddenly interrupted by a Tynamo floating into the screen near him. Archer tries to shoo her away, but that just seems to upset her. She moves to latch her x-shaped mouth onto his hand and shocks him.
Archer yelps and tries to pull her off, finding it impossible. Clearly there's only one solution.]
Kimblee!
[...yell for his Kimblee, obviously. The feed cuts out there.
It comes back on shortly thereafter, with Archer looking even more pissed than usual. His hand is bandaged though the injury doesn't seem to be too bad. Tynamo aren't very powerful, after all.]
As I was saying, I'll send the eggs wherever you need them, either through the Centers or with one of my Flying-types. Thank you for your time.
[And end feed!]
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You expect me to trust you to suddenly know how to handle yourself in battle when you have next to no prior experience, yet you talk down to me and act as though I'm completely unable to take care of myself when I've seen more battlefields than you likely ever will. Is there a reason you expect me to simply take you at your word when you can't trust me based on years of experience?