Voice.

[outer_npcs]

The gauntlet's been cast. Challenger chooses the field.

They know where to make us bleed.

Comments

[femshep]

How long do we have? [Because Erik may be the target, but he's bringing it down on the rest of them too.]

[outer_npcs]

Soon. They chase the sun down.

[femshep]

Tonight?

[No, don't answer that, she figures she knows anyway. New question:]

Is it Erik they're after?

[outer_npcs]

[Well, it's a night. Seeing through time: makes chronology a mite tricky to pin down.]

They strike at our hearts.

[voice]

[asecondfaster]

Who are you?

[voice]

[outer_npcs]

The first.

[voice]

[asecondfaster]

The first what, exactly?

[voice]

[outer_npcs]

The first of salvation.

[voice]

[asecondfaster]

What kind of salvation are you talking about?

[voice]

[outer_npcs]

It is ours. And we are its.

[voice]

[asecondfaster]

[he'll just make a guess here] Okay, so it's a thing, not a person. What kind of thing?

[voice]

[outer_npcs]

It is salvation. It is a beginning.

[furhat]

Hoooh...do they. But so do you, meaning precautions can be done.

[femshep]

Do they have a weakness?

[outer_npcs]

Their fears are their weakness.

[outer_npcs]

Their knowing is a blade. Mine is not. [She doesn't really sound like she regrets that.]

[femshep]

And what do they fear?

[outer_npcs]

Cracks in their armor. That which they can't see.

[femshep]

So if we get the armor off, they're soft just like the rest of us.

'That which they can't see'... Any chance you'll tell me how literal I should be taking that?

[outer_npcs]

No. Hard as stone. They're made that way.

It is - Pasteur's bane. They lack his ingenuity.

[voice]

[asecondfaster]

Yeah, that's less helpful. A beginning to what?

[voice]

[outer_npcs]

It hasn't ended yet. [There is both warning and hope in the reply. And no real clarity.]

voice;

[fireofunknown]

Oh! You again...lady, do you have some grand kids somewhere?

Regular Kids?

Shouldn't you-- be in a home? Is that rude? Or is this some weird sorta disembodied voice radio?

voice;

[outer_npcs]

We are all far from home, boy.

[voice]

[asecondfaster]

[he is sadly used to answers that aren't really answers at all. But he is taking notes, here.] Do you know when it's going to end?