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001 ⌥ VOICE
Mar. 10th, 2012 04:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
femshepMy name's Commander Shepard, of the SSV Normandy, and if anyone's ready to give higher brain function a shot, I think I can keep us all alive.
[There's a pause as she pulls together what to say next, but not a long one. She pulls speeches out of her ass for a living. ...Well, that's part of her job, anyway.]
Now that you've all had your asses handed to you on a silver platter, we're starting to see what kind of enemy we're up against. Hell, we still don't know--don't you think for a second that they weren't holding back. And the only reason we fought back even as well as we did was because a few of us know how to handle a gun.
So here's what I'm thinking: I'm thinking we should organize. We'd all do a hell of a lot better if we established some sort of order here. If we knew who needed protection and who could be the ones to protect them. If we knew who the hell was guarding the damn ship instead of pairing off with the first idiot who shows a ounce of interest and taking off on some half-assed adventure. Because at this point I'm thinking it's pretty obvious that ship's what the enemy wants, and it's something we need to keep in one piece until we figure out why.
On top of that, I'm thinking the people with some sort of artillery and training should be the ones who start throwing themselves in the line of fire--exploration teams, search parties, even raids if that's what it comes to--and the people who've spent their lives at a desk or in some sort of lab should stay the hell in the city until they know which end of the gun to point. Shit, it doesn't even have to take long. I'll teach you, if I have to.
[There's a pause, and when she continues, her voice is a little quieter, a little less authoritative.]
I don't have any of the big answers. I don't know why we're here, and I don't know for how long. But I know how to survive, and how to make sure everyone else does to. So if you've got suggestions, I'm all ears. If you want to learn how to shoot, how to fight, I've got time for that too. [There's another pause, and she she exhales something between a laugh and a sigh.] And in the meantime, where am I looking to go to get some sort of drink?
[There's a pause as she pulls together what to say next, but not a long one. She pulls speeches out of her ass for a living. ...Well, that's part of her job, anyway.]
Now that you've all had your asses handed to you on a silver platter, we're starting to see what kind of enemy we're up against. Hell, we still don't know--don't you think for a second that they weren't holding back. And the only reason we fought back even as well as we did was because a few of us know how to handle a gun.
So here's what I'm thinking: I'm thinking we should organize. We'd all do a hell of a lot better if we established some sort of order here. If we knew who needed protection and who could be the ones to protect them. If we knew who the hell was guarding the damn ship instead of pairing off with the first idiot who shows a ounce of interest and taking off on some half-assed adventure. Because at this point I'm thinking it's pretty obvious that ship's what the enemy wants, and it's something we need to keep in one piece until we figure out why.
On top of that, I'm thinking the people with some sort of artillery and training should be the ones who start throwing themselves in the line of fire--exploration teams, search parties, even raids if that's what it comes to--and the people who've spent their lives at a desk or in some sort of lab should stay the hell in the city until they know which end of the gun to point. Shit, it doesn't even have to take long. I'll teach you, if I have to.
[There's a pause, and when she continues, her voice is a little quieter, a little less authoritative.]
I don't have any of the big answers. I don't know why we're here, and I don't know for how long. But I know how to survive, and how to make sure everyone else does to. So if you've got suggestions, I'm all ears. If you want to learn how to shoot, how to fight, I've got time for that too. [There's another pause, and she she exhales something between a laugh and a sigh.] And in the meantime, where am I looking to go to get some sort of drink?
