[Video; from Jak's goggles]

[stone-gun-nest.livejournal.com]

[Your view is of a frame of padded bars - those familiar with the vehicle might recognize it as the rollcage of a dune buggy of some sort, though longer and lower than buggies usually are, about the shape of a sports car. Beyond the roll cage is a desert, or apparently so - the driving sandstorm makes it hard to see much else, but the view's tinted very slightly reddish with crosshairs in the center.

A huge wall with an odd circular structure set into it looms out of the clouds of sand, and the structure irises open to reveal a garage, which the view moves into - a grinding noise suggests that it's closed behind him. The viewpoint moves upward and leaves the vehicle, as if it was attached to the head of someone getting out, and heads for a smaller door that opens automatically, passing through to a city composed mainly of yellow bricks.

The person on whose head the camera seems to be riding enters a building and sits down at a desk with a computer, at which point the camera moves forward and downward quickly, turning around as it does until you have a very decent view of a fairly familiar blue-jacketed chest. Jak fiddles around behind the view for just a moment before sitting back and clicking around on the computer, looking satisfied.]

I actually wasn't sure that would work without asking Keira. But it looks like I can record for the community from my goggles now. Nice to know.

Comments

[originaldragoon.livejournal.com]

It certainly gives us an interesting perspective. You did it on purpose?

[stone-gun-nest.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I'm kind of proud of managing it on my own, actually.

[He reaches out to switch the view over to the computer's webcam and puts the goggles back on.]

[originaldragoon.livejournal.com]

[She goes ahead and turns her camera so they can talk more face to face. He might see some Rascal antics going on in the background.]

Well it certainly appears you did a good job.

[stone-gun-nest.livejournal.com]

[He can't help grinning slightly at Rascal.]

Thanks, Rose. How've you been doing?

[originaldragoon.livejournal.com]

[She shrugs some.]

I have been fine.

[stone-gun-nest.livejournal.com]

Nightmares any better?

[originaldragoon.livejournal.com]

They had started to reside some. Other things have been on my mind lately.

[stone-gun-nest.livejournal.com]

Oh? Anything you need help with? [He's got a hero thing. As if this surprised anyone by now.]

[originaldragoon.livejournal.com]

No. I do not think you would be able to help me with this anyway.

[stone-gun-nest.livejournal.com]

If you say so. Thought I'd ask.

[originaldragoon.livejournal.com]

Thank you though...

How have things been with you?

[stone-gun-nest.livejournal.com]

Eh, can't really complain other than they've been a little boring.

... And now that I've said that the world's probably going to need saving again any day now.

[originaldragoon.livejournal.com]

That is usually how it works.

If you get bored you could visit the Dreaming. There is hardly a duel moment here.

[stone-gun-nest.livejournal.com]

Heh, maybe I should, one of these days. Most of the people I'd usually spar with are busy running cities, and you can only hit cardboard cutouts for so long.

[originaldragoon.livejournal.com]

Trust me, the Hall of Warriors is never short of people to spar with. Though on occasions I have scared a few.

[stone-gun-nest.livejournal.com]

Well, I can't imagine there are many fighters like you even in the Dreaming.

[originaldragoon.livejournal.com]

You flatter me.

[stone-gun-nest.livejournal.com]

Is it still flattery if it's true?

[originaldragoon.livejournal.com]

Yes. It means you notice.

[stone-gun-nest.livejournal.com]

Eh, fair enough.

[originaldragoon.livejournal.com]

Just let me know whenever you want to come over.