Jetfire (
angleofscience) wrote2011-12-11 12:40 pm
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[After helping Ironhide, Jetfire had went to get his journal. He'd merely intended to ask a question... But since he'd attempted to challenge himself again when it came to the absolutely dreadful weather, the image that pops up is simply of Jetfire standing at one of the entrances to the barracks, staring out at the snow, for several minutes.]
I... That is...
[He seems to zone out again, having stretched out one arm outside the protection of the doorway, watching snowflakes melt as they meet his armour-plating.]
... Has anyone been here... for long enough to have the data to say for how long this weather is going to last? Or, if not that... The experience to extrapolate how long this colder weather and snow could last..?
[He's not once looking directly into the journal, and his optics are dim, nearly offline. It's hard to say what actually turns the image off when it ends, but whether anyone replies to this, or comes wandering around the barracks, Jetfire is probably quite obvious where he's standing.
He's at least pulled his arm in against his frame, though the small pool of water on the floor would reveal he apparently didn't do it until he got quite a bit of snow on it.]
I... That is...
[He seems to zone out again, having stretched out one arm outside the protection of the doorway, watching snowflakes melt as they meet his armour-plating.]
... Has anyone been here... for long enough to have the data to say for how long this weather is going to last? Or, if not that... The experience to extrapolate how long this colder weather and snow could last..?
[He's not once looking directly into the journal, and his optics are dim, nearly offline. It's hard to say what actually turns the image off when it ends, but whether anyone replies to this, or comes wandering around the barracks, Jetfire is probably quite obvious where he's standing.
He's at least pulled his arm in against his frame, though the small pool of water on the floor would reveal he apparently didn't do it until he got quite a bit of snow on it.]
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[But still, the weather's implied to be extremely (too, really) fair up until now... Which no natural weather-pattern would be.]
Mmn... Months then, probably. [The idea unsettles him. He would like to claim he could overcome this easily and quickly, but he can't.] How fair is the weather otherwise?
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[Except there is no sun.
She hesitates, the feed still running as though she's about to add something else. But whatever it was, she decides against it.]
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[Jetfire's voice is dry as he speaks, but her silence provokes a clear 'waiting' in response. No, he won't demand she say whatever she thought of, but he's certainly curious.]
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Yes.
[And again, she hesitates.]
If there are big weather changes, tell someone.
[The obvious, and not entirely what she meant. But maybe the meaning will not be lost on him.]
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Mmm. Tell the staff, or the other... guests, who might have greater use of such knwoledge?
[He does understand that she means more than what is said, but if the weather is usually fair any greater changes would probably signify a change of some sort. That, in itself, is important.]
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[If he tells anyone through the journals, then the staff will know anyway.]