Talk:HYDRAXIS Navy/@comment-32153758-20131022231142

Transmission - Darksire sits on his office chair on a space-operational Countdown, facing a projector. He shifts around, and presses a button on a remote. The projector shows the video transmission of Dr. Razanal and Hooper. He presses another button, and it skips again

In the video, standing rigid, Hopper says a very flat, robotic sounding "Yes." before pulling out a PDA from his pocket and pressing a few buttons, then returning to his previous stance.

-Darksire presses another button, and it rewinds again to that spot, and plays it again. He presses again, and again, and puts it in slow-motion as well. An officer steps into Darksire's office, and observes Darksire.-

"Darksire, you have been watching this clip for about 30 minutes since it was sent," The officer tells Darksire. Darksire looks at the officer, and speaks.

"Something is off. I can't accuse Dr. Razanal yet however..."

Darksire shifts in his seat.

"This is supposed to be comfy, and usually it is...why do I feel uncomfortable?"

"Sir Darksire, may I sit down?" The officer asks. Darksire pulls up a swivel chair sitting in the room, and pulls it up to his desk. The officer then sits on the chair, sighing.

"Let's review this some more, shall we?" Darksire asks. The officer nods, and Darksire presses the button.

Transmission Ended