Military Log 001 - [Video] | User: mhughes

[dadandgone]

And...yeah I think that's right...

[The camera feed starts at an odd angle. Maes holding the communicator in such a way that it's clear he's very new to using it. He is looking intently at the screen and then back at the directions held clearly in his other hand. Yes, he's actually using the friendly directions to help. He doesn't seem to notice at first that he's gotten it to video mode though, which probably gives his audience time to notice that he's in the recovery ward. Honestly how different can hospitals/medical bays look in space? Even Maes realized where he was as soon as he opened his eyes.

Speaking of, he's now turned his gaze back to the screen and seems to finally realize that the camera is recording. He smiles -- though if anyone really knew him they'd probably be able to tell it's about as strained as they come. As he starts to speak he manages to adjust the angle so it's not as crooked.]

Oh hello. Lt. Col. Maes Hughes reporting. I just woke up and they told me I can't leave the recovery ward yet, but that I might enjoy passing the time getting to know other people on this ship. I hope you all don't mind, I'll try not to poke too far back in the logs or anything. I'm not even sure I'd know how, honestly.

[There isn't a lot for him to do since he's been ordered to stay in the recovery bay for a little longer. He might even appear a little pale now that people watching can see him more clearly.]

I have to say now though that I'm not even really sure where to begin past giving my name. We don't have anything like this where I'm from so usually conversations would be a bit more immediate. You know, face to face or over the telephone. But I guess I could look at it as writing a letter...except that's not really accurate either, is it?

[He shakes his head. Focus, Hughes.]

Right, so who wants to swap stories? I apparently missed out on the real fun of orientation around here. Really just anyone can talk about anything...just get my mind off of the fact that I'm stuck in a hospital in space.

[The camera shakes a little in Maes's hand, but he steadies his grip. Come on, Maes, you're better at keeping your composure than that]

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audio; user: katsuki

[yokunaru]

[He glances at the username first, noting that it's one he hasn't seen before, and then the rest of the message seems to confirm his suspicions.]

You got injured already? [There's obvious concern in his voice.] I could show you how these wrist communicators work, if you want.

audio; user: mhughes

[dadandgone]

More like arrived with an injury.

[Calling it "an injury" sounds so polite. Like he hadn't just dropped out of a wormhole, bleeding all over the place from a gunshot wound. Injury sounded so tame, but probably correcting him on that would not be the best first impression.]

It hasn't been too difficult to figure out--their instruction manual is pretty helpful and I've always picked up on things pretty quickly.

[Pause]

But at this point I wouldn't turn away company either. Before I got this thing working the only other person to talk to in the past few hours was made of metal and didn't really have much use for small talk.

[yokunaru]

If it's company you want, I don't mind giving it. Arriving here without an injury is stressful enough.

[Yuuri hums quietly as he considers what to do.]

Have you eaten anything yet? I could stop by the Shopping Centre on the way and pick something up for you.

[dadandgone]

Heh. I can only imagine.

[He decides not to go into his own stress. Another reason they'd kept him under observation, he'd had a hard time adjusting to the shock of being here and that had only made his injuries worse. He was still a little shaky, but talking to others was helping. Focusing on something else was a good thing.

The mention of food though, well, damn he hadn't even had dinner before everything that had gone down when things were still normal in his life. If you could call what he left behind normal.]

Actually I haven't. Even before I got here things were a little crazy. A meal that isn't fluid from an IV sounds amazing.

[yokunaru]

What kind of food do you want? There's a few good bakeries on board. Some sandwich places... um, well you could probably find things similar to whatever you want on here.

[He gives a soft huff of amusement.] A lot of it's alien substitutes, but so far they've all tasted pretty good.

[dadandgone]

[Inwardly he feels a pang of sadness for the mention of bakeries because it makes him think of his wife. Outwardly he tries not to show that though and instead focuses on something outside of that realm.]

A sandwich should be fine...though I was sort of dreading that you were going to say it was alien substitutes. I'll take you word for the moment on it tasting pretty good.

Maybe just surprise me with something resembling a BLT or a club.

[He figured that was going to be the next question.]

Also, I haven't quite figured out how this whole monetary system works -- so you may need to show me how I can pay you back.

[yokunaru]

Sandwich it is, then. That shouldn't take too long to find.

[And then there's a brief pause.]

Oh, um, it's just a sandwich. You don't have to worry about that.

[dadandgone]

Well if you're sure. I just didn't want you to feel obligated to buy a guy you just met lunch.

[yokunaru]

I'm sure. [It's what his family would have done, he thinks. His mom would have insisted on cooking something for him immediately.]

I'll see you soon, lieutenant colonel.

[He defaults to the title, if only to be polite.]

[dadandgone]

[He tosses up a salute with a half smile. He partly regrets going with the title in his introduction, but habits were hard to break.]

See you!

[Maes leans back in his bed, waiting for his meal. It wasn't like he had anything better to do.]