{Unified Universe Project}[Accidental Video]

[adstring_npc]

[Two feet are sticking out underneath a desk. A moment passes, and Matthew walks into the scene.]

Greg.

[There's no response.]

Dumbass.

[There's still no answer, so Matthew kicks the feet. There's a thunking noise and Greg comes out from under the desk, looking annoyed.]

I was busy!

[Matthew shrugs.] I just found half the blankets.

[Greg is glaring at his cousin.] I hit my... what?

In the second warehouse. Twenty five of the blankets are sitting in the back.

[Greg blinks.] Why?

[Matthew shakes his head.] A better question might be who.

Who?

Why are you asking me?

You said... Look. [Greg gets up from the floor, sitting on a chair.] Who all knew we were doing that?

[Matthew holds up three fingers and counts them off.] You, me, botanist. And botanist couldn't carry that many. Besides, she's working on making new ones that change color.

No, she cou-- [Greg looks confused.] Change color?

[Matthew shrugs.] Someone told her they weren't special enough, so now she's got to make them do useless shit. It's a science thing, you wouldn't--

--Understand, right. [Greg sighs.] I didn't take them back. Did you?

[Matthew shakes his head.] No. It was hard enough to get them out there.

Then...

[Matthew fixes him with a steady look.] Then you didn't code it right, and someone else saw what we said that wasn't supposed to. I think you need to look at your security on that thing, [he gestures at the recording PCD], and... oh hell. It's on. It's on.

[Greg bolts across the room and shuts off the video feed.]

Comments

[alle-halle.livejournal.com]

Interesting.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Messy.

[alle-halle.livejournal.com]

That's how things start to fuck up completely.

[exarmatio]

S-someone brought the blankets back? After you went through all that trouble to bring them to us?

Greg

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Half of them, not all.

[originalprodigy.livejournal.com]

...

Matthew

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, that's really helpful.

[Voice]

[throws-gun.livejournal.com]

[humming the twilight zone theme]

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

We really, really, don't need that.

[replica-flame.livejournal.com]

You guys again?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

No. Other guys.

Yes, us guys.

[bunny_flower]

... I would guess that something has been found out ?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

The question is how.

[scarysnakelady]

[She's trying so hard to be very good and not snicker, really.] Tell Caroline good luck--and that they worked well enough already.

What, they gonna get you in trouble for a few blankets?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Are you the one that got her making them change colors?

The issue is that we answered some questions and talked, not that we gave blankets.

[golden_hawke]

-=And the nude one just glares and listens.=-

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

[Matthew glares right back.]

[saucey]

Careless.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

No, really? Thanks for the enlightenment.

[law-of-reason.livejournal.com]

Oh...? So someone else in your organization found out about your little efforts with blankets?

Perhaps this is their way of telling you to make something useful next time.

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Perhaps we should find a way of telling you to be useful.

[gunshin-tsukiga.livejournal.com]

...Color?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

It's a scientist thing. Believe me.

[hongchae.livejournal.com]

I-I don't understand why blankets are so important... I don't think we'll have a problem with staying warm at the moment with the current weather... or does this mean something worse is going on?

[adstring-npc.livejournal.com]

Last winter people were talking on the networks about a shortage. It's summer now, but we had them to give so we gave. Now half are back.