Eleventh | [action/video]
Feb. 5th, 2019 01:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Well if this doesn't just take the cake...
[After some fumbling, Jean manages to fire up the video function on his communicator. For him, it's been more than three years since he's touched such an advanced piece of technology, and that skill takes a moment to come back to you.]
[He's outside, and for people who are familiar with his old uniform (IE: everyone he's ever talked to face-to-face) will notice he's looking drastically different. The black jumpsuit, metal plating, the Thunder Spears, the guns, and the engine over the back make his old set of gear look antiquated at best.]
[It's not just his clothes either. His face has lost any teenage softness, his hair has grown out, and there's a scruff of real facial hair around his jaw. He's pushed a few inches past 6 feet too. He rubs his chin with his hand thoughtfully.]
After two years of this place, I never thought I'd get my own vacation. Have I been gone that long? Or was it just a week? That's right, isn't it? A week? It's kinda coming back to me in bits and pieces.
Well, this place has horrible timing, as always. The Corps has only just launched their first counterattack... [His voice reduces to a mumble] and then we've got Eren going rogue on us... Fucking bastard. He's even more of an idiot than I ever could've imagined.
[Jean sighs loudly.]
Whatever. Or not whatever. It's kind of a big deal, but I can be frustrated about it some other time.
[Looks like he's matured a bit too.]
Roll call? Who's still here? I hope all my old stuff is still around...
[After some fumbling, Jean manages to fire up the video function on his communicator. For him, it's been more than three years since he's touched such an advanced piece of technology, and that skill takes a moment to come back to you.]
[He's outside, and for people who are familiar with his old uniform (IE: everyone he's ever talked to face-to-face) will notice he's looking drastically different. The black jumpsuit, metal plating, the Thunder Spears, the guns, and the engine over the back make his old set of gear look antiquated at best.]
[It's not just his clothes either. His face has lost any teenage softness, his hair has grown out, and there's a scruff of real facial hair around his jaw. He's pushed a few inches past 6 feet too. He rubs his chin with his hand thoughtfully.]
After two years of this place, I never thought I'd get my own vacation. Have I been gone that long? Or was it just a week? That's right, isn't it? A week? It's kinda coming back to me in bits and pieces.
Well, this place has horrible timing, as always. The Corps has only just launched their first counterattack... [His voice reduces to a mumble] and then we've got Eren going rogue on us... Fucking bastard. He's even more of an idiot than I ever could've imagined.
[Jean sighs loudly.]
Whatever. Or not whatever. It's kind of a big deal, but I can be frustrated about it some other time.
[Looks like he's matured a bit too.]
Roll call? Who's still here? I hope all my old stuff is still around...