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shellphones2025-07-28 11:48 pm
detectiveforhierophant) wrote in shellphones2025-07-28 11:48 pm
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Who: Ryotaro Dojima
Status: Open
Where: Cosmo Conservatory
What: Dojima is hoping he's just being paranoid, but as it's been several days now-- he decides to ask if anyone has seen Turo since he left.
Warnings: Nothing here, but the plot it relates to has some heavy stuff!
[The video opens on what some may recognize as the interior of the main building of the Cosmo Conservatory. A blurry tanned splotch on the side of the screen, a disgruntled, slightly rough voice as—]
Damn it— [Re-adjusting the shellphone—] there.
[A huff, and now one could clearly see Ryotaro Dojima, sitting at the desk that usually had Professor Turo seated behind it.]
Hey, this is Ryotaro Dojima, Head Ranger of Cosmo Conservatory, [A beat, something mumbled under his breath, was that ‘fuck it’?] Has anyone heard or seen from Professor Turo in the last three days?
[Ugh. The fact he had to bring this up at all— was it just his nerves? Also he prayed the heat on his cheeks was just the summer heat being too much--]
He was headed to Liansa— left his Pokemon here with me— to help with base construction, talking with the merfolk there…
[A hand wave, somewhat dismissive—]
Investigating, research, you know how he can be, right? It’s nothing unusual for us to work in separate locations for a few days, but…
[Frowning deeply, glancing to the side.]
Usually we at least send messages to one another before the end of the day, just to check in. I figured maybe the travel or heat wore him down, or he got deep into research and forgot—
[Which. Turo wasn’t likely to do at all, thanks to his AI mind—]
…But three days with nothing? That’s not normal. And he’s not… gone, his Shellphone ID is still active. He’s just… not picking up.
[There was no hiding the the concern on Dojima’s face, even if he had a measured tone to his voice, expression stern, focused— but that crease in his brow…]
—So if you hear from him or see him, tell him to give me a buzz, alright? Or if anything else is up, let me know ASAP.
[Annnd now that he's put himself out there more and feels more exposed then ever, that awkward clearing of his throat, glancing away...]
Ah... yeah. Thanks for your time.
[Slight bow of his head, and then he was reaching to switch off the camera--]
Status: Open
Where: Cosmo Conservatory
What: Dojima is hoping he's just being paranoid, but as it's been several days now-- he decides to ask if anyone has seen Turo since he left.
Warnings: Nothing here, but the plot it relates to has some heavy stuff!
[The video opens on what some may recognize as the interior of the main building of the Cosmo Conservatory. A blurry tanned splotch on the side of the screen, a disgruntled, slightly rough voice as—]
Damn it— [Re-adjusting the shellphone—] there.
[A huff, and now one could clearly see Ryotaro Dojima, sitting at the desk that usually had Professor Turo seated behind it.]
Hey, this is Ryotaro Dojima, Head Ranger of Cosmo Conservatory, [A beat, something mumbled under his breath, was that ‘fuck it’?] Has anyone heard or seen from Professor Turo in the last three days?
[Ugh. The fact he had to bring this up at all— was it just his nerves? Also he prayed the heat on his cheeks was just the summer heat being too much--]
He was headed to Liansa— left his Pokemon here with me— to help with base construction, talking with the merfolk there…
[A hand wave, somewhat dismissive—]
Investigating, research, you know how he can be, right? It’s nothing unusual for us to work in separate locations for a few days, but…
[Frowning deeply, glancing to the side.]
Usually we at least send messages to one another before the end of the day, just to check in. I figured maybe the travel or heat wore him down, or he got deep into research and forgot—
[Which. Turo wasn’t likely to do at all, thanks to his AI mind—]
…But three days with nothing? That’s not normal. And he’s not… gone, his Shellphone ID is still active. He’s just… not picking up.
[There was no hiding the the concern on Dojima’s face, even if he had a measured tone to his voice, expression stern, focused— but that crease in his brow…]
—So if you hear from him or see him, tell him to give me a buzz, alright? Or if anything else is up, let me know ASAP.
[Annnd now that he's put himself out there more and feels more exposed then ever, that awkward clearing of his throat, glancing away...]
Ah... yeah. Thanks for your time.
[Slight bow of his head, and then he was reaching to switch off the camera--]
> action
He doesn't bother responding again, instead sending urgent messages to the crew and various other people to ready the Phantom Moon for its emergency departure. They need food, weapons, and Emet-Selch personally checks that the shields and such are in working order.
He can be found on deck, directing people with terse orders, when Dojima arrives. ]
no subject
Regardless, it's a lead, better than just sailing around aimlessly.
He's got one hand holding the shellphone, occasionally glancing for any worthwhile information while he helps around the ship. Carrying a crate of supply with one hand is a non-issue for him. He may not be paying attention to where he's setting things down though. Even if he's aware someone is nearby, he may miscalculate the spacing and just narrowly misses smashing a misplaced foot and such. He just wants to get going already, all right?]