001◢ AUDIO; FRIDAY EVENING

[galacticheroine]

[Shepard's spent some time poking around the ship before she tries to contact outside, because it's just plain weird to end up on an alien ship out of the blue, even for her.]

This is Commander Shepard of the SSV Normandy, Alliance Navy. I'm requesting any information available on the current status and location of my ship and crew. Last known location was the planet Mars in the Sol System, but something seems to have... gone wrong.

[which is the nicest way she can think of putting it.]

Barring any of that, I'd settle for my own location because even that seems like too much to ask from my hardsuit NAV.

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[Audio]

[nodavinci]

Location's halfway between "no" and "where".

[Beat.]

If your navigation system's reliant on any external network, you're not going to get an answer.

[standsentinel]

Shepard?

[That's definitely Kaidan's voice on the comm, but there's something off about the timbre: should Kaidan, given recent history, really sound so excited to hear her, much less relieved?

Regardless of if he should, he certainly does, and is halfway into an urgent] Where did you go--[before the last known location sinks in. There's an audible huff of breath before he gathers himself.]

It's Kaidan. This is going to sound a little-- no, make that a lot-- crazy, but you're on a planet called Verdana, some unknown time in the future, and I'm not actually sure we're in our own galaxy.

[cantcatchme]

Wow, another one. Can't say I'm surprised.

[The white-haired teen looks bored. Probably because he is, or he wouldn't bother harassing random people on the network.]

You're nowhere near home, lady. Get used to it.

Perma Audio

[golden_retriever]

Commander Shepard? [ Have a gravelly voice with a southern accent, sounding just a tad skeptical. ]

I thought you gone back to the ship.

voice;

[redledgerdays]

Unfortunately, there isn't any significant intel to provide, save we aren't anywhere near Earth or Mars, from what we can tell.