Lt. Col. Maes Hughes (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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itsjustcambot2012-01-07 12:22 pm
dadandgone) wrote in itsjustcambot2012-01-07 12:22 pm
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Military Log - 009
[From within Maes's room there is a loud shout followed by the sounds of a struggle. Cambot whizzes down the hall, keen to find out what's going on. Just before he enters he hears someone, Maes, shout]
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE YOU BASTARD!
[Well that doesn't sound much like Maes. The door opens for Cambot and he flies in, only to find Maes has...himself pinned down? Well, it looks SORT of like Maes. Except he is completely black and grey. The colorful version of Maes sits on top of him, having pinned him to the ground and has a knife at his throat. Cambot seems alarmed by this and Maes doesn't seem to be aware of the camera's presence, too focused on this shadowy version of himself]
I don't know who you are or why you're trying to look like me, monster, but I'll make sure I kill you this time for what you took from me.
[The shadowy figure whispers something that Cambot can't seem to pick up, but judging by the way Maes's face pales it seems to do the trick]
No...no you're not ME. That's insane. You're that shape shifting monster that---
[The shadowy figure's lips move again and it sneers. Maes decides he's had enough and punches it in the face, knocking it unconscious. At least he didn't kill it, but that's mostly because he wants to know what the hell is going on. He looks up to see Cambot lurking in the doorway and Maes pales a little. How much had Cambot seen? He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, getting off of the shadowy figure]
Sorry, you had to see that. I think this is the monster that tried to---[he trails off as he starts to realize that the coloring is all wrong on his doppleganger.] Wait a minute, the shape shifter from before...he got Lt. Ross's mole wrong but he wasn't THIS far off. Why would he take my shape anyway? It wouldn't do any good to appear as me. For that matter how would he have even known I was here if he had just arrived himself?
[Maes stoops down to study the figure, his frown is prominent.]
Does that mean he really is me?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE YOU BASTARD!
[Well that doesn't sound much like Maes. The door opens for Cambot and he flies in, only to find Maes has...himself pinned down? Well, it looks SORT of like Maes. Except he is completely black and grey. The colorful version of Maes sits on top of him, having pinned him to the ground and has a knife at his throat. Cambot seems alarmed by this and Maes doesn't seem to be aware of the camera's presence, too focused on this shadowy version of himself]
I don't know who you are or why you're trying to look like me, monster, but I'll make sure I kill you this time for what you took from me.
[The shadowy figure whispers something that Cambot can't seem to pick up, but judging by the way Maes's face pales it seems to do the trick]
No...no you're not ME. That's insane. You're that shape shifting monster that---
[The shadowy figure's lips move again and it sneers. Maes decides he's had enough and punches it in the face, knocking it unconscious. At least he didn't kill it, but that's mostly because he wants to know what the hell is going on. He looks up to see Cambot lurking in the doorway and Maes pales a little. How much had Cambot seen? He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, getting off of the shadowy figure]
Sorry, you had to see that. I think this is the monster that tried to---[he trails off as he starts to realize that the coloring is all wrong on his doppleganger.] Wait a minute, the shape shifter from before...he got Lt. Ross's mole wrong but he wasn't THIS far off. Why would he take my shape anyway? It wouldn't do any good to appear as me. For that matter how would he have even known I was here if he had just arrived himself?
[Maes stoops down to study the figure, his frown is prominent.]
Does that mean he really is me?
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Keep it together, Hughes.
It's starting to look like we all have one.
The dog and I managed to kick ours out of our quarters. How long have you had yours follow you around?
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Since this morning. I woke up to it standing over my bed whispering about my failings as a father and a friend. It also said some pretty rude things about my wife and, well...
[He sighs, raking his hand through his hair. It's time to come clean about something] Shepard, the last time I faced something like this it killed me. It was just before I got here. I have NO idea how I'm still alive but I am not dying at the hands of a monster again, not like that.
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[She catches the last bit of detail Maes tells her and there's a long stare.]
Okay. If you can, I want to you stow away your new friend there and check up on the others for me. We'll deal with our own share of guests here and join you when we can.
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[A few minutes later he reappears on screen, his doppleganger safely stored in the closet of his room, both the closet barricaded and the door locked.]
Okay, I'll meet up with you later.