Julian Day | Calendar Man (
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capeandcowl2011-11-11 11:11 am
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Day 2 - VIDEO
[There's a pause before he starts. Julian's exact location is isn’t immediately clear, but the graves might be an indication. He seems to be watching something off camera, and if you listen closely, you might hear an odd shuffling sound. Julian’s not carrying the camera, but from the odd movements it’s obviously held by someone.
He’s wearing exactly eleven medals. They’re all real except for one - which is fashioned out of an old silver coin and a bit of ribbon. When he starts speaking he looks directly at the camera.]
It’s Veterans Day.
11/11/11, a curious number. [ He reaches forward and gently tilts the camera a bit upwards, showing more of the sky. ] A cold, clear day. I'd hate to be stuck inside on a day like this. To be confined indoors - today of all days - would be infuriating. Luckily we're all free to enjoy it. [ He puts the camera back to normal. ]
Today is a day of rest, for those who have fought. For those who are fighting. For those who have died, and those who survived. How many of you would call yourselves veterans?
[ The camera droops a little and Julian looks at whatever is holding it - ] Stand at attention. [ The camera rights itself. ]
My new troops need a bit more training, I think. Untrained soldiers would only result in capture. No battles today, only drills.
At ease. [ The camera droops even more this time, and there’s a glimpse of a ragged boot and the remnants of a uniform before the feed cuts.]
He’s wearing exactly eleven medals. They’re all real except for one - which is fashioned out of an old silver coin and a bit of ribbon. When he starts speaking he looks directly at the camera.]
It’s Veterans Day.
11/11/11, a curious number. [ He reaches forward and gently tilts the camera a bit upwards, showing more of the sky. ] A cold, clear day. I'd hate to be stuck inside on a day like this. To be confined indoors - today of all days - would be infuriating. Luckily we're all free to enjoy it. [ He puts the camera back to normal. ]
Today is a day of rest, for those who have fought. For those who are fighting. For those who have died, and those who survived. How many of you would call yourselves veterans?
[ The camera droops a little and Julian looks at whatever is holding it - ] Stand at attention. [ The camera rights itself. ]
My new troops need a bit more training, I think. Untrained soldiers would only result in capture. No battles today, only drills.
At ease. [ The camera droops even more this time, and there’s a glimpse of a ragged boot and the remnants of a uniform before the feed cuts.]
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[ He very carefully unpins the fake. The spike at the back is just a bit longer than necessary. He holds the ribboned coin up. ]
You earned it.
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You keep it. I don't think it's my color.
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But it is inconsequential. There is no hope of you being here on time.
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I posted it at 11:11 am, I hope you appreciate that
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it is such a nice little row of 11s up there
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Am I in the position for that. The clock isn't a weapon to all of us.
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Did they take everything away?
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