2 - Video

[thearchangel]

[Afternoon, Keep! Today you're treated to an image of a turian, examining something in the stables. Unlike some people who view the variety of creatures the stables have to offer, Garrus... looks distinctly unimpressed.]

I'm not sure if I should be offended, or just slightly confused...

[In explanation, Garrus turns the camera, showing off the pair of raptors. Their general build bears a striking resemblance to Garrus' own. Right down to the sharp, pointed teeth and talons. One of them snarls at him, and the turian meets it with a glare of his own, his mandibles flaring off his teeth.]

Someone want to explain this?

Comments

[derptitude.livejournal.com]

Oh. That sounds...kind of terrible, huh.

[turian_honor.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Just a little bit.

[derptitude.livejournal.com]

So, um, what do you do for fun around there?

[turian_honor.livejournal.com]

... Recon work. Why?

[derptitude.livejournal.com]

Oh, you know, just curious...um, because on earth we do stuff like...watch movies and play basketball for fun.

[turian_honor.livejournal.com]

Watch...? Damn, I haven't watched a vid in years.

[derptitude.livejournal.com]

[Wait, wait! Has Lucas actually found some common ground here?]

You watched videos? That's not just an earth thing?

[turian_honor.livejournal.com]

Vids, yeah. In theaters and on the extranet.

[derptitude.livejournal.com]

Whoa--so, wait? What's your favorite movie? I-I've probably seen it, I watch a lot of movies, it's kind of my big thing before this whole other thing that I'm--not going to talk about anymore.

[turian_honor.livejournal.com]

Uh... Fleet and Flotilla?

[derptitude.livejournal.com]

Oh? ...No, can't say I've seen it. Is it a Western?

[turian_honor.livejournal.com]

... Uh. No? What's a western?

[derptitude.livejournal.com]

[...And then he deflates a little again.]

You know! Cowboys, guns, saloons, drifting tumbleweed, guys spitting out tobacco...real gritty stuff. And classics! Oh boy, real classics.

[turian_honor.livejournal.com]

[There's a resounding silence. Garrus has no idea what this kid is talking about.]

Um. Sure?