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[ic] Comm Post Sample for Arcanarum
[It takes a bit of fumbling, but Neytiri is finally able to switch on the video function of the communicating device she had been given. Irritated, she accidentally button smashes a few letter keys, and the result is a fuzzy connection between device and device's system, before it finally blinks back to normal. When the little light at the top of the device blinks, Neytiri speaks.]
What is the Island? It is not Pandora. It is not land of the People. [Her cat-like ears flick in distaste.] What are these leaders who think they may keep me captive? [She looks angry.] I have home. I have mate. I have life. Rulers cannot take life from me when it is not their life to take. They cannot tell me who I be or who I will be. But they did not listen.
They say I am Budderup, and how I shall be Budderup for rest of my life. I do not accept the fate they have chosen for me. I want to be home.
[She scrutinizes the device, still frowning.] They say you are like me. Taken without asking. What are you? Are you People? Are you captives? Pleaa-aase speak.
What is the Island? It is not Pandora. It is not land of the People. [Her cat-like ears flick in distaste.] What are these leaders who think they may keep me captive? [She looks angry.] I have home. I have mate. I have life. Rulers cannot take life from me when it is not their life to take. They cannot tell me who I be or who I will be. But they did not listen.
They say I am Budderup, and how I shall be Budderup for rest of my life. I do not accept the fate they have chosen for me. I want to be home.
[She scrutinizes the device, still frowning.] They say you are like me. Taken without asking. What are you? Are you People? Are you captives? Pleaa-aase speak.