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Garrison, John, Sooraya, Bishop, and Nico accompany the two Genoshan Commission members to the broadcast booth to get the truth to the people.
Disclaimer: Contains disturbing content.
A trio of important men were escorting the special tour group of Commission members and foreign guests through the station. They'd managed to get rid of one with a request to see some figures that had to go be printed off, and another with a request for beverages. That meant there was only one left by the time they got to the control room to enact their section of the plan.
John was the last to head into the control room. He had insisted that the guide walk in after the rest. Now the fact that there wasn't anyone else left who wasn't part of their special little tour group meant that the last guy could be taken out by means of a chokehold. Naturally there was a bit of a struggle, but it wasn't long before the guy was unconscious and John dropped him off behind the curtains, out of view.
It wouldn't be long before the next segment producer and his crew made their way into the booth, forcing them to work quickly. Through-out the building, power was cut to the elevators and some security doors, creating more havoc and buying them time. Kane got out of the way as John and Nico started on the computers, slotting in the flash drives. His eyes were on the far door and the likely route of any intruders.
"Mister Kane." Jobeth said, quietly joining him.
"Yes Commissioner."
"I've just realized that the images aren't going to be enough. In an age of CGI and monster movies, the second we lose control of the station, GBC officials will be on calling the whole thing a ruthless prank. We need something more."
"What do you suggest?"
"Do you know how to work one of these live cameras?" Kane smiled and whistled over Bishop and Sooraya.
Sooraya headed over with a few quick steps, her eyes attentive and sharp. She looked slightly quizzical as she asked: "What can I do?"
"We're about to put on a little unexpected live show. See if you can find some studio mics or something to get set up. Bishop, give me a hand with these cameras and let's see if we can give them a decent shot." He left them out there for a moment as he ducked his head back into the booth. "You two think you can run a basic video and audio feed beside the images?"
Nico lifted an eyebrow as she looked at the man. "Peace of cake." It wasn't really that complicated, but the goth had no intention to get into an argument about old people being unable to handle electronics. Not right now at least. "Just tell me when and where. I'm guessing we are doing this live right?"
"Good. Time to put a pair of living legends on television to describe just what is going on." Kane nodded to Joseph and Jobeth.
Joesph nodded as he strode purposefully towards the news desk. "You work the cameras and broadcast us to the nation, we'll take care of the rest." He affirmed as he pulled out a chair for Jobeth before sitting down himself.
Bishop moved to one of the cameras, taking a moment to orient himself before turning it to the desk and flicking switches until he got confirmation he was giving a feed.
The young Afghani woman did not have much experience with this kind of electronics, but she she had seen the news often enough to recognize two of the tiny mikes that could be pinned to a blouse or other shirt. The tiny on/of switches were found just as easily, so she brought them over and helped the two elderly mutants pin them to their shirt and pressed the tiny buttons. "Can you read them?" She called over softly to the Nico, who was still working in the booth.
If only they weren't hijacking a building in a foreign nation that had not only kidnapped her friends, but was also experimenting on them and now they were about to unleash some pretty intense videos to the public at large...it would all be kind of fun. But they weren't, so she swatted the though away. Nico lifted and hand with the thumb up. "Loud and clear. We're good to go over here. Ready when you are Mr. Kane."
"I guess it's time to give all Genosha a nice big shitburger to chew on." Kane said, and gave her the thumbs up. He trained the other camera on the pair.
Thankfully it wasn't all too difficult to work out how to get the images uploaded for broadcast. It was a good thing he had signed up for that short film course back in college for that extra credit. John made a quick edit of the footage they had; cutting straight to the torture basically and got the video readied for play.
((may not be viewable in certain countries due to copyright infringement))
Joesph glanced around the room, his hooded eyes lingering on the other mutants. His gaze revealed nothing as he took in the sight of the assembled group and the dark tidings they had brought with them. He nodded at Jobeth and turned to face the camera letting his mask of impassivity fall and reveal the vulnerability that had been exposed by the younger mutants. He took a breath before he began speaking, "My fellow Genoshans..."
Disclaimer: Contains disturbing content.
A trio of important men were escorting the special tour group of Commission members and foreign guests through the station. They'd managed to get rid of one with a request to see some figures that had to go be printed off, and another with a request for beverages. That meant there was only one left by the time they got to the control room to enact their section of the plan.
John was the last to head into the control room. He had insisted that the guide walk in after the rest. Now the fact that there wasn't anyone else left who wasn't part of their special little tour group meant that the last guy could be taken out by means of a chokehold. Naturally there was a bit of a struggle, but it wasn't long before the guy was unconscious and John dropped him off behind the curtains, out of view.
It wouldn't be long before the next segment producer and his crew made their way into the booth, forcing them to work quickly. Through-out the building, power was cut to the elevators and some security doors, creating more havoc and buying them time. Kane got out of the way as John and Nico started on the computers, slotting in the flash drives. His eyes were on the far door and the likely route of any intruders.
"Mister Kane." Jobeth said, quietly joining him.
"Yes Commissioner."
"I've just realized that the images aren't going to be enough. In an age of CGI and monster movies, the second we lose control of the station, GBC officials will be on calling the whole thing a ruthless prank. We need something more."
"What do you suggest?"
"Do you know how to work one of these live cameras?" Kane smiled and whistled over Bishop and Sooraya.
Sooraya headed over with a few quick steps, her eyes attentive and sharp. She looked slightly quizzical as she asked: "What can I do?"
"We're about to put on a little unexpected live show. See if you can find some studio mics or something to get set up. Bishop, give me a hand with these cameras and let's see if we can give them a decent shot." He left them out there for a moment as he ducked his head back into the booth. "You two think you can run a basic video and audio feed beside the images?"
Nico lifted an eyebrow as she looked at the man. "Peace of cake." It wasn't really that complicated, but the goth had no intention to get into an argument about old people being unable to handle electronics. Not right now at least. "Just tell me when and where. I'm guessing we are doing this live right?"
"Good. Time to put a pair of living legends on television to describe just what is going on." Kane nodded to Joseph and Jobeth.
Joesph nodded as he strode purposefully towards the news desk. "You work the cameras and broadcast us to the nation, we'll take care of the rest." He affirmed as he pulled out a chair for Jobeth before sitting down himself.
Bishop moved to one of the cameras, taking a moment to orient himself before turning it to the desk and flicking switches until he got confirmation he was giving a feed.
The young Afghani woman did not have much experience with this kind of electronics, but she she had seen the news often enough to recognize two of the tiny mikes that could be pinned to a blouse or other shirt. The tiny on/of switches were found just as easily, so she brought them over and helped the two elderly mutants pin them to their shirt and pressed the tiny buttons. "Can you read them?" She called over softly to the Nico, who was still working in the booth.
If only they weren't hijacking a building in a foreign nation that had not only kidnapped her friends, but was also experimenting on them and now they were about to unleash some pretty intense videos to the public at large...it would all be kind of fun. But they weren't, so she swatted the though away. Nico lifted and hand with the thumb up. "Loud and clear. We're good to go over here. Ready when you are Mr. Kane."
"I guess it's time to give all Genosha a nice big shitburger to chew on." Kane said, and gave her the thumbs up. He trained the other camera on the pair.
Thankfully it wasn't all too difficult to work out how to get the images uploaded for broadcast. It was a good thing he had signed up for that short film course back in college for that extra credit. John made a quick edit of the footage they had; cutting straight to the torture basically and got the video readied for play.
((may not be viewable in certain countries due to copyright infringement))
Joesph glanced around the room, his hooded eyes lingering on the other mutants. His gaze revealed nothing as he took in the sight of the assembled group and the dark tidings they had brought with them. He nodded at Jobeth and turned to face the camera letting his mask of impassivity fall and reveal the vulnerability that had been exposed by the younger mutants. He took a breath before he began speaking, "My fellow Genoshans..."