➢ 008 [video]

[looksfine]

 [When Aya's face appears on the Network, there's something different about it.  Usually, she addresses the masses with her impassive, neutral expression and tone.  But today?  Today, there is a tiny, but noticeable spark of...something in her eyes.]

[Her blue, hopeful eyes.]

This is Green Lantern Aya, reporting in.  The signal is unencrypted for maximum availability, but can be transferred to a more secure channel upon request.

[She pauses for a moment, as if deliberating something.]

Interceptor, do you read me?  Hal Jordan?  Sergeant Kilowag?  [Then, in a slightly softer tone:] ...Razer?





((ooc: Aya's 4th Wall post.  Obviously, castmates would receive all the love, but anybody and everybody is welcome to respond for whatever reason!))

Comments

[trashcompactor]

[Trundle trundle, the sounds of shifting dirt. Nope, no Hal. But another one of these that turned on!

The image is suddenly lifted very high in the air and here is a small yellow robot as it goes...flying over his head.

Too high dear.

There's a skewed view of...more trash then should be humanly possible as Wall-E rushes toward the device...which means you could be here for awhile Aya]

I just wanted you to know that ILU for this. SO much.

[looksfine]

[Aya stares at the rush of images flashing before her with intense curiosity and bewilderment.]

...hello? Do you require assistance?

:3

[trashcompactor]

[trundle trundle trundle]

Waaaallll-eeee. Walllllll - Eee. woah.

Woah woah.

[A metallic hand closes around the device, lifting it up to reveal a small yellow robot.]

Woah.

[looksfine]

[There is a lengthy pause]

My apologies.

Could you repeat that? There appears to be a malfunction in my universal translator.

[trashcompactor]

[Universal translator? Wall-E doesn't have higher order thinking functions. Then again he's almost 700 years old and he's...well..

When he speaks again, it's still a string of Wall-Es, beeps, and woahs, but Aya might understand it a little better.]

I dropped it! The first people I've seen in years and I dropped it! I hope I did not break you.

[looksfine]

[You look good for your age, Wall-E. Aya seems pleased when suddenly she is able to understand the smaller robot's words. Lightly shaking her head.]

You have not caused me harm. Nor do I believe you are capable of doing so through the communicator.

May I ask your name?

[trashcompactor]

[he thinks you live in there Aya] Waste Allocation Load Lifter – Earth class.

Designatino Wall-E.

[bighero]

I read you Aya. But what are you doing on my cell phone? [ Your hacking has now officially reached ridiculous levels. ]

[looksfine]

[Only now?]

Interesting. It would appear the technical error has allowed our communications frequencies to transmit through a wider range of electronic devices than normal.

[bighero]

[ Whatever that means. ]

Did something happen? What's the emergency?

[looksfine]

There is no emergency.

I simply wished to test the efficiency of the glitch by attempting to communicate with persons beyond the Barge. You were one of the few who I thought to contact.

[bighero]

Oh. Well. I'm flattered, I guess...

Wait, what barge?

[looksfine]

[His surprise is expected, considering her time of departure]

Shortly after your return to Earth, I received a transmission from a being known as the Admiral. He offered me a position as Warden aboard his ship.

[awayfromdread]

[You have reached Razer's ring.]

Aya?

[He totally just saw you five minutes ago.]

[looksfine]

[She totally has no idea; for her, the time duration has been months.]

Razer.

It is good to see you again.

[awayfromdread]

I saw you not long ago.

[Obviously confused. And on Oa.]

[looksfine]

[She is also confused. When did he return to Oa?]

You consider multiple months of time passage to be "not long"?

[awayfromdread]

What are you talking about?

Where are you?

[looksfine]

I am aboard the Barge, where I have been serving as Warden five days shy of three months, precisely

[kissthatgoodbye]

Well, not the kind of interceptor that comes with a capital I, but yeah. You're kinda all over a lot of frequencies.

[Squint.] Kind of adorable for a lantern, aren't you?

[looksfine]

[Aya stares at the communicator for a moment, genuinely confused.]

Is something wrong, Ben? You are not speaking as you usually do.

[kissthatgoodbye]

Oh, god, not another one. For a dead guy, that kid sure gets around.

No, nothing's wrong, thank god: I'm still not Ben.

[looksfine]

Another what?

And I can assure you, Ben is most certainly not deceased. My scanners would have picked up such an anomaly.

If you are not him, then who are you?

[kissthatgoodbye]

Yeah, believe me, I keep running into this problem. Doesn't seem to matter whether or not he's got a pulse to make my life hell.

[This... strangely cheerful, for what the words actually are. Then he's beaming a bright, broad grin, because he's not about to subtract hotness points for green skin.

Or having scanners. He's seen weirder.]

I'm Alec. The non-homicidal, totally sane, much better looking clone.

[looksfine]

[For everything Aya has just learned, she chooses to momentarily focus on only one aspect of his statement:]

If you are a clone, then by definition, would your attractiveness levels not be identical?