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THE GLORIOUS RETURN
Mar. 6th, 2011 07:11 pm[Video clicks on, and there's Harper! He's kicked back in a big, sci-fi seat and reading off a thin sheet of what looks like acetate paper, he jabs a finger at the sheet, there's a computery bleeping blooping sound, and the black print on the page shifts and rearranges. Harper straightens up, clears his throat, and reads from the sheet:]
Attention all ladies, gentlemen, intersexed, genderless and hermaphroditic life forms of the boundless universes. [He glances up from the sheet and plants a hand on his heart, shooting the camera a smile.] Allow me to introduce myself: Seamus Zelazny Harper. First Engineer of the Andromeda Ascendant under Captain Dylan Hunt, and official diplomatic ambassador of the New Systems Commonwealth.
[Harper clears his throat slightly, then adds under his breath:]
For now.
[For those who know him... Harper actually looks pretty good. He looks about five years younger than he did when he left. For those who don't know him, he's a tiny little man with spiky blond hair wearing a Hawaiian shirt, and looks absolutely nothing like a diplomatic ambassador should look. Around his neck, there's what futuristic Doctors (and Tyr) might recognize as an inhalator. Introduction given, he tosses the sheet over his shoulder, and leans forward to the camera, inquisitively.]
Hey, so, I don't suppose anyone here represents a nation state, or a planet, or... I don't know, a secret club? We're not a very picky Commonwealth, but we have some real bitchin' firepower behind us.
Attention all ladies, gentlemen, intersexed, genderless and hermaphroditic life forms of the boundless universes. [He glances up from the sheet and plants a hand on his heart, shooting the camera a smile.] Allow me to introduce myself: Seamus Zelazny Harper. First Engineer of the Andromeda Ascendant under Captain Dylan Hunt, and official diplomatic ambassador of the New Systems Commonwealth.
[Harper clears his throat slightly, then adds under his breath:]
For now.
[For those who know him... Harper actually looks pretty good. He looks about five years younger than he did when he left. For those who don't know him, he's a tiny little man with spiky blond hair wearing a Hawaiian shirt, and looks absolutely nothing like a diplomatic ambassador should look. Around his neck, there's what futuristic Doctors (and Tyr) might recognize as an inhalator. Introduction given, he tosses the sheet over his shoulder, and leans forward to the camera, inquisitively.]
Hey, so, I don't suppose anyone here represents a nation state, or a planet, or... I don't know, a secret club? We're not a very picky Commonwealth, but we have some real bitchin' firepower behind us.
