004 ⌥ AUDIO & TEXT

[femshep]

...If that fog ever comes back, just do me a favor and shoot me first.

[And that's all she has to say there.

But a few people will be receiving text portions locked individually to them, most of them reading the exact same:]


BCC: Telford, Kirk, Thrace, Hunt, Vegeta, Hart, Rhade
MESSAGE: If you've got time, I'd like to have a word with you in person.

TO: Claire
MESSAGE: Training sometime in the next 48 hours. When's good for you?

TO: Fox
MESSAGES: Still alive over there?

Comments

To: Shepard

[hunt4commonwealth]

Tell me when and where and I'll be there.

Should I consider this confidential or can I bring my first officer?

[femshep]

Old diner, two miles east of the Flop. Bring him--needed to talk to him too.

[Sorry, guys, she's not cooking for you. She's seeing if she can't harvest whatever powered the stoves (something like propane? she's not sure exactly what level of technology the city had before it fell), and so she might as well just have them come to her.]

[hunt4commonwealth]

[If he knew Shepard better, he might have made a joke about a dinner date, but he's not sure how she'd take it.]

We're on our way, Commander.

[Private]

[truth_is_cold]

I'll consider other methods of incapacitation first. I kind of like you.

[Nietzschean humor. Just ignore it.]

I'll accompany CAPT Hunt.

[Private]

[femshep]

[Then Shepard must be part Nietzschean, because that's definitely in the same vein as some of the jokes she's cracked.]

How reassuring.

[Humor doesn't carry well over text, but take my word that it isn't malicious sarcasm she offered right there.]

Roger that.

[audio]

[waspromisedcake]

This is sarcasm, right?

[video]

[femshep]

Mostly.

[video]

[waspromisedcake]

Mostly? I don't think I'm supposed to shoot you for acting weird. If you try to kill me, sure, but not just for being weird.

[radars]

...what fog?

[femshep]

[Long confused pause.] Is that how it hit you, then? Memory loss?

The fog rolled in last week. Chemical fog--if I had my crew here, we'd have ran more tests on that shit than you could've counted, but for now the exact chemical composition is pretty much an unknown.

Let's just say it messed with a few people's heads.

[radars]

Memory loss? I don't --

[ He definitely was just about to say he doesn't remember any memory loss.

He sighs. ]

I suppose it did.

[video]

[game_over_man]

Awww, did it frizz your hair or something?

[video]

[femshep]

No. But I did put about 200 holes in the buildings surrounding a large rock.

And something about 'mobbins'.

[Private- audio]

[buckingauthority]

What's up? Sounds ominous.

[Private- audio]

[femshep]

[Avoiding the question, over the network anyway.] Where can I meet you?

[gavehislife]

I'll be around the ship again sometime tomorrow if you need to meet up.

[femshep]

Roger that.

[private]

[fireofunknown]

Just a sec- there we go. Now we're cookin' hands free....

[There is the distinct clatter of metal and a curse. Then he is back.]

You know I could totally ask you the same thing. Survive your exploration into recreational substances?

[private]

[femshep]

It was the fog. I'll repeat that as many times as I have to.

But yeah. I survived. My dignity, not so much.

To: Shepard

[original_fine]

Certainly. When and where?

To: Kirk

[femshep]

Apprx 3 hours. Old diner, two miles east of the Flop.

Voice

[thecricketer]

[his voice is weary, more than it's ever been since he arrived] I'm sure we can scrounge up alternative options.

Voice

[femshep]

I highly doubt it, but the effort's appreciated.

[A beat.]

It's probably not my business, but you don't sound so great.

[text;]

[tailless]

When and where?

[text;]

[femshep]

Apprx 4 hours. Old diner, two miles east of the Flop.