It really *is* bad (Ax or Elfangor, open)

[tobiasf.livejournal.com]

Tobias is watching TV in the library area. And complaining a lot.

< Come on, couldn't they at least get my species right? I'm a red-tail, not a Harris's hawk. They didn't do too great with the Andalites or Hork-bajir either. What is that, a shag carpet or something? Nothing happened the way they're showing it. Ugh, I can't take it anymore.  If they're going to put us on TV, they could at least have tried to get a decent budget to do it with. >

He flipped it off,moved to another area and picked out one of the books. < At least whoever wrote these got things right. > he said, trying gently to turn pages with a talon. It was delicate work because he could easily put a hole in pages if he wasn't careful.

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[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

Elfangor had come into the media library to hear the tail end of the complaining. Recognizing the thought speak, Elfangor headed over to where a familiar red tailed was perched. < You seem quite distressed about whatever it is you were watching, > Elfangor commented, glancing at the book. < What was it? >

[tobiasf.livejournal.com]

< One of the realities, don't ask me which one. They made books and a television series about us. The books are pretty accurate,even though they're for children, but the television series isn't accurate in a lot of ways. Here. > He hopped back to the TV and brought up the first episode. < That's supposed to be you and us...that night at the construction site. It's a very wierd feeling, really. How reality is fiction in another dimension, or whatever. In one place we're real,and in another we're just in someone's imagination. >

[escapednothlit.livejournal.com]

A book series? For children? < Why would they allow children to read such things? > He asked, sounding shocked. He'd never wish the horror of the war on a teenager Tobias' age when he first saw his son, let alone CHILDREN. Especially an accurate account.

Elfangor looked at the screen, and would have been frowning if he had a mouth. < ... > There were no words for what he sees on the screen. < It is...quite surreal to be fiction. >