1st Detonator [audio]

[nameofexorcist]

[Loud gasping breaths are unknowingly voiced through his communicator, along with the sound of something heavy being dragged across the ground.]

My ARM... [The dragging noise finally stops and Kresnik's loud breathing quiets down to small, barely audible pants. He has found a building to rest against, allowing him to slowly focus on his current problems: where on Filgaia is he and what has happened to the nanomachines in his body?]

...They shouldn't have just stopped working.

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[voice]

[pagesniffer.livejournal.com]

... It is your arm that has stopped working, or something else?

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

[There's a small pause as he tries to regain control of his breathing]

...My weapon, it's a nickname for the gun I use.

[voice] in which unintentional puns are rampant

[pagesniffer.livejournal.com]

I see.

... You are, then, unarmed?

[voice] Indeed.

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

No, I'm not unarmed. [Doesn't quite catch the pun and even if he did, Kresnik would have just ignored it]

...Who am I speaking with?

[voice] okay maybe they were semi-intentional b/c this guy is horrible

[pagesniffer.livejournal.com]

How lucky. [nobody appreciates his obscure genius]

Another relative newcomer; you may call me Zexion.

[voice] But we love him anyways

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

...Commander Kresnik.

[voice] |D;;

[pagesniffer.livejournal.com]

A military commander? You are suited for the situation, then, though those responsible seem to be indiscriminate in whom they take.

[witchoftheweek.livejournal.com]

This may be useful (http://witchoftheweek.livejournal.com/1826.html)

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

[One can hear the discontent in his voice] The scientists?

...Chip?

[witchoftheweek.livejournal.com]

It is all as is described in there.

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

[Well, at least Kresnik knows where he's at and why his nanomachines aren't functioning correctly. Now, he needs to locate the area of his chip and find a way out of Discedo, despite it only being 'random' by the scientists.]

....Thank you for the information, Miss...?

[witchoftheweek.livejournal.com]

Patchouli Knowledge.

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

...Commander Kresnik Ahtreide.

How long have you been here? It seems that you are rather...knowledgeable about this place.

[lovelyscientist.livejournal.com]

Do you need medical attention? Where are you?

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

[For a few moments, there's just silence from his end.]

....I don't need medical attention.

[lovelyscientist.livejournal.com]

You don't sound particularly convincing. I'd ask if everything's alright, but...obviously not so with the situation. Did you find a friend?

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

...I am capable of handling my current situation. [Ignores the friend question]

[lovelyscientist.livejournal.com]

...Really. And what is your name, if I might ask?

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

...Commander Kresnik Ahtreide.

And who are you?

[nomnomguts.livejournal.com]

Ah... are you quite alright? You weren't attacked, were you?

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

...I'll be fine.

I haven't been attacked...I'm just slowly adjusting to this new world.

[nomnomguts.livejournal.com]

Oh, well I'm certainly very glad to hear that~

But... did something happen to your arm?

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

No, 'ARM' is another name for my weapon.

[nomnomguts.livejournal.com]

Goodness, that sounds rather confusing~

But-- mm, if you are new to this world, it is really in your best interests to find shelter as soon as possible. The high school, as well as apartments on Latimir, Marshall, and Horton street are all places where people have taken up residence.

[musicboxsoldier.livejournal.com]

...Right, acquiring shelter sounds like a logical idea.

[pauses] I'm Commander Kresnik...I appreciate your help.