Ethereal
Banned Member
A image flashes up on the message, a video attachment. When opened, the IIS logo fades in and out of the first frame of the footage, the content loading.
It begins playing, an elderly man with wild eyes and a dishevelled labcoat wrapped around him. His half-moon glasses are crooked and he is obviously in distress, features gaunt as his gaze darts to the lens.
"H-Hello? By the Empress, this can't be happening.." He croaks in native Yamataigo, eyes flicking up to something off camera. "My name is Senior Researcher Yamikazo, we here work for IIS, a Star Army contractor." The camera pans to a group of other civilians, hugging each other and crying openly as they sit in huddle of dispair.
"I'm with around 30 other Yamataians. Our location is 188604, our laboratory is being attacked by a group of heavily armed men and we don't know how long we can last. There's a mob outside wanting us dead and no police force on the whole planet. We have no defences of any kind and we don't know what they'll do to us.. oh Chiharu.."
"If anyone gets this message, we don't have much time. We all have families, we only came here to do our jobs and now we might be killed. Their leader is a madman, a SAINT agent called Candon Suites. Please.. Help us."
The footage cuts abruptly, as if something was happening that caused the older hostage to turn it off too quickly.
It begins playing, an elderly man with wild eyes and a dishevelled labcoat wrapped around him. His half-moon glasses are crooked and he is obviously in distress, features gaunt as his gaze darts to the lens.
"H-Hello? By the Empress, this can't be happening.." He croaks in native Yamataigo, eyes flicking up to something off camera. "My name is Senior Researcher Yamikazo, we here work for IIS, a Star Army contractor." The camera pans to a group of other civilians, hugging each other and crying openly as they sit in huddle of dispair.
"I'm with around 30 other Yamataians. Our location is 188604, our laboratory is being attacked by a group of heavily armed men and we don't know how long we can last. There's a mob outside wanting us dead and no police force on the whole planet. We have no defences of any kind and we don't know what they'll do to us.. oh Chiharu.."
"If anyone gets this message, we don't have much time. We all have families, we only came here to do our jobs and now we might be killed. Their leader is a madman, a SAINT agent called Candon Suites. Please.. Help us."
The footage cuts abruptly, as if something was happening that caused the older hostage to turn it off too quickly.
