Gorthan (
shakespearealien) wrote2012-03-30 06:16 pm
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VII. Video + Action for Ecruteak City + two more things.
Video/Action:
[It's the dead of night, and Gorthan is in a room at the Ecruteak City inn. If the scientist doesn't look happy in the least, it's because he is not. He is, in fact, very, very angry. Angry about what happened to the Kimono Girls and their theatre. Angry at the people who did it, whoever they are.
And most of all? He's angry at himself, for being part of something that allows and even encourages this level of horrible cruelty.
The video is a close-up of Gorthan's face, the focus being on his narrowed eyes and furrowed brow, his usual circular markings very visible.]
"O, be thou damned, inexecrable dog!
And for thy life let justice be accused.
Thou almost mak’st me waver in my faith,
To hold opinion with Pythagoras
That souls of animals infuse themselves
Into the trunks of men. Thy currish spirit
Governed a wolf who, hanged for human slaughter,
Even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet,
And, whilst thou layest in thy unhallowed dam,
Infused itself in thee; for thy desires
Are wolfish, bloody, starved and ravenous."
[As he recites the quotation, his voice is loud, deep and scary, almost a growl in some parts. At times his hands tremble with rage, making the camera shift a little. When that happens, one may catch a glimpse of Gorthan's Elgyem in a corner of the screen. And while it's hard to tell an Elgyem's emotions, it's pretty easy to tell that this one is seriously intimidated right now. It recoils away from its trainer, its eyes open wide and its colorful lights blinking wildly.
At the end of the quotation, however, Gorthan appears to regain a certain degree of composure. He sighs, throwing his head back a little for a moment, takes a few deep breaths and picks up his Elgyem, pulling the smaller alien into his lap. When he speaks again, it's clear that he has successfully managed to calm down.]
I have arrived in Ecruteak City. I believe I do not need to inform you about what has occurred here. All of you know by now, I am sure.
To the rescuers of the Kimono Girls - thank you sincerely. I intend to help out as well, now that I am here. If any of you are watching this, I ask that you contact me.
Private text to Minnie:
I must ask that you reach me here in Ecruteak. Even though the original plan was to visit you, I will be here a while. Something horrible happened, as I am sure you know, and my help is needed.
Private text to Descole:
Report.
[That is totally how it's done. On Evron, that is.]
[It's the dead of night, and Gorthan is in a room at the Ecruteak City inn. If the scientist doesn't look happy in the least, it's because he is not. He is, in fact, very, very angry. Angry about what happened to the Kimono Girls and their theatre. Angry at the people who did it, whoever they are.
And most of all? He's angry at himself, for being part of something that allows and even encourages this level of horrible cruelty.
The video is a close-up of Gorthan's face, the focus being on his narrowed eyes and furrowed brow, his usual circular markings very visible.]
"O, be thou damned, inexecrable dog!
And for thy life let justice be accused.
Thou almost mak’st me waver in my faith,
To hold opinion with Pythagoras
That souls of animals infuse themselves
Into the trunks of men. Thy currish spirit
Governed a wolf who, hanged for human slaughter,
Even from the gallows did his fell soul fleet,
And, whilst thou layest in thy unhallowed dam,
Infused itself in thee; for thy desires
Are wolfish, bloody, starved and ravenous."
[As he recites the quotation, his voice is loud, deep and scary, almost a growl in some parts. At times his hands tremble with rage, making the camera shift a little. When that happens, one may catch a glimpse of Gorthan's Elgyem in a corner of the screen. And while it's hard to tell an Elgyem's emotions, it's pretty easy to tell that this one is seriously intimidated right now. It recoils away from its trainer, its eyes open wide and its colorful lights blinking wildly.
At the end of the quotation, however, Gorthan appears to regain a certain degree of composure. He sighs, throwing his head back a little for a moment, takes a few deep breaths and picks up his Elgyem, pulling the smaller alien into his lap. When he speaks again, it's clear that he has successfully managed to calm down.]
I have arrived in Ecruteak City. I believe I do not need to inform you about what has occurred here. All of you know by now, I am sure.
To the rescuers of the Kimono Girls - thank you sincerely. I intend to help out as well, now that I am here. If any of you are watching this, I ask that you contact me.
Private text to Minnie:
I must ask that you reach me here in Ecruteak. Even though the original plan was to visit you, I will be here a while. Something horrible happened, as I am sure you know, and my help is needed.
Private text to Descole:
Report.
[That is totally how it's done. On Evron, that is.]
[Private Audio]
Well, that's a bit much, I think, but it does explain a fair amount.
[Private Audio]
[Why does he even try anymore...]
You are free to believe me or not - I do not care either way.
[Private Audio]
Oh, don't put words in my mouth, for crying out loud. What in the world did you expect, some sort of dissertation?
You've done some horrible things due to this...Evronian whatnot, now you have a conscience, you're enraged because of what I'm assuming is guilt, and I imagine that you're having a hard time believing someone in this organization that's presumably human wouldn't appreciate what he's been given. As I said, not everything needs to be stated to be understood.
[Private Audio]
[Wow, you...
... you actually got it.]
So you did listen, in the end. And understand, too, as far as I can tell. Is your curiosity sated for now, Descole?
[Private Audio]
[He doesn't see why Gorthan seems surprised that he's worked it out; as far as he's concerned, that much should have been obvious. Descole is a jerk and he has a wicked temper that tends to override all else, but he's never had empathy problems, per se; he definitely has a conscience, he just finds it easy to push it aside.
At the same time, there are things that he's not willing to do that for. He isn't sure if these anonymous attacks are an example or not.]
And yours?
[Private Audio]
As much as I would like you to elaborate more on your thoughts of the incident, I doubt you will do me that favor.
You know, sometimes I find it unsettling that you seem to insist on wearing that mask.
But then I remember that you cannot see my real face, either. Which makes us even.
[Private Audio]
[And there's actually nothing sarcastic or derisive behind that statement; my...god, that may have been an entirely genuine response just now. Feel flattered or honored or something; it doesn't happen often, simply because Descole finds it much easier to be abrasive.
...and goodness, don't ever tell him that first part unless you want to kill him with awkward. WHAT AM FRIENDSHIP.]
As for my thoughts on the matter, that does depend on what you want to know. You never specified, after all.
[Private Audio]
Ah, just... heave your heart into your mouth for a moment, if you can. Please.
[After all, he's just told you a few things he doesn't tell most people.
Also, "please"? Another thing he doesn't tell most people.]
[Private Audio]
Well, from the sound of it Descole is back to playing with...whatever it was he was playing with before, once again giving himself something idle to do so he can gather his thoughts a bit more effectively.]
...again, I suppose I simply don't see much point behind this. There's nothing to be gained from it on a personal level - money, perhaps, but if they're within the organization, they're well provided-for. If they were after the Pokémon themselves, well...that also doesn't make sense, given that their own creatures were strong enough to take out the Kimono Girls and leave their trainers with more than enough energy to spare afterwards, to put it lightly. There's no personal gain to be had from this. They don't seem to be acting under direct orders, either; some of the texts on that post that were left accessible to the public claim that there were no orders given.
It's clear that they're trying for shock value, to stir up fear. At the same time, even that is unnecessary, especially when they're a member of an organization like this; why not propose an actual mission to the supervisors, if that's the case? I imagine they would listen, if they could be convinced it would benefit Team Rocket.
[He pauses for a moment; his voice has remained calm and almost clinical through this entire explanation, though the fact that he's breathing deeply implies that he's working to keep it that way.
Quite an actor indeed, really, though the illusion is a bit difficult to maintain in close proximity.]
So if there's nothing to gain either personally or professionally, then it's cruelty for cruelty's sake.
[Private Audio]
[A frustrated sigh.]
Where I am from, any act not authorized by superiors as is due is seen as a form of insubordination, regardless of the benefits that may derive from it. Judging from what I have seen, however, it does not work the same way here.
But, no matter. And in your eyes, cruelty for cruelty's sake is...?
[Private Audio]
I don't know; it isn't something that I have much experience with.
[Private Audio]