[Video] Friday, late morning

[catchingflies]

[The network is lucky. It missed out on one panicky teenager bouncing around and screaming as the spaceship shouted at him and alarms blared. The feed opens with alarms still blaring, but at least there's no more voices coming from the ship, and Todd is a little calmer, though he still looks pretty freaked out.]

Okay, so. I, uh, I think I got myself locked in. The doors won't open and somebody was goin' on about a lockdown. And there's some kinda weapon er somethin' in here.

[He shuffles nervously, looking around, then adds plaintively,]

Help?

Comments

[abetterway]

As far as we know.

...But yes, I'll focus primarily on Todd.

[It's a rational concession; Erik is far more experienced and far more powerful. All the same - she's there if he needs her.]

[lehnsherr]

Thank you.

[though it's only in part for her agreement. the rest is aimed at the unspoken; at knowing that jocelyn wouldn't abandon him completely, regardless of his request.]

[abetterway]

There's no need.

[It's a rueful echo, but one she means completely; he can feel perfectly fine in taking her support for granted.]

[lehnsherr]

[there's no reply this time as he focuses his attention back on to getting to toad as quickly as he can. splitting his attention between a conversation and flight isn't quite as easy as he'd like.]