[Public | Audio]

[truth_is_cold]

I've been hunting [there's a rustle] though most of the game I was able to obtain is feathered, and bipedal with a counterbalancing tail. [They are dinosaurs. He caught small(ish) dinosaurs.] Along with an extremely large cat that attempted to attack me. Though I'm reasonably sure that these creatures were once native to Earth but are extinct as I know them. I even happened across a much smaller one.

[There is a little mewling noise. It doesn't sound much larger than a kitten.] Unusual, that they exist here, but I've not seen anything that didn't originate on Earth yet. At least to my knowledge. [And now he's curious.]

Who here isn't native to Earth? Even if their founding stock came from Earth, whose species or subspecies didn't evolve or was created there specifically?

[Locked to Dylan | Audio]

[There are any number of matters irritating Gaheris Rhade at the moment. For one, he is still on an unfamiliar alien planet without invitation or consent and is likely the subject of native resentment thanks to being located here, which is not conducive to ultimate success. He's been witness to an unprovoked attack. He despises the limiting collars that have been placed on people, and believes it to be a sign of technological dependency and possible weakness on the parts of their enemies that is unfortunately effective because none of the people he knows to be collared have had theirs removed. And now that his captain is here, his captain is not only not congruent with his time period but he is somehow from 300 years in the future after Rhade's betrayal and what he assumes to be death at the hands of the Systems Commonwealth (because that was how that would have worked, certainly). And said captain seems oddly tolerant of his former first officer aside from this?

He also knows he's not as irritated as he should be because of some outside influence that he can't detect, but had to be informed of.

So he's turned himself back towards the practical; immediate needs such as more clean clothes, pots and pants of some sort, soap and other especially essential items. Because he is vaguely stubbly and his hair is a bit more tossled and flat laying than usual he's just going to make this all his messages audio.]

I'm going to go Edmund's shop to see about some trading, sir.

As there's a storm coming I'm going to start investigating some of the abandoned homes for a more comfortable sleeping location. I heard mention of a Southern City, as well. When the storm passes I request permission to visit it and make inquiries into the history of the area as well as observe how permeable the dome is.

[Formality makes this easy, right? Because humans can't be friends after something like that, though Nietzscheans expect treachery always. So he'll just wait for approval or ideas, because right now he's High Guard, and he'd rather like to avoid becoming dead. He just needs to work out how, if Dylan still exists.]

Comments

[femshep]

Very. [Like a reptile the size of a shuttle and a blue chick who can tear shit apart with her mind, to name two of the fifteen. Trust me, bone blades are nothing in comparison.]

[truth_is_cold]

I would say the ship needed a standard, but I've seen the sentient planetary defense bot outside of it.

[That's what that is, right?]

[femshep]

That's what that is? [She lets out a dry laugh. Well, there goes one of life's mysteries right there.]

[truth_is_cold]

I think that's what it is. My ship had something similar.

[femshep]

Mine didn't need one. [Because hell hath no fury like the Commander whose ship is attacked. Shit, hell hath no fury like the ship itself--EDI, the ship's on-board AI, is a hell of a shot.]

[truth_is_cold]

Mine likes her resources. [Rommie has a hell of a temper. Fffft. Dylan's not even told him what happened to the Andromeda. He has to find that out.]

[femshep]

That's definitely fair enough. [This conversation's amusing her a little. It's not often she gets to commiserate about this sort of thing, around here especially.]

[truth_is_cold]

Where are you originally from?

[femshep]

Mindoir. It was one of the older colonies.

[truth_is_cold]

My people were engineered on Fountainhead but I was born in an established colony.

I've never heard of Mindoir, though, so I'm guessing this is more of those alternate realities I've been hearing about- some more divergent than others.

[femshep]

Haven't heard of a single one of the races you listed off, so I'm thinking that's a safe bet.

[truth_is_cold]

But most of us having had at least some contact with humans.

[Pause. Pause. Hrm. Pause. Welp...]

If it's a common thread it's not helpful at all. [Cynic is go.]

[femshep]

I wouldn't think to hard on it. We don't have nearly the information we'd need to figure anything out at this point.

[truth_is_cold]

Nothing that possibly needs to be concluded yet, anyway. If the ship falters those people in those pods may die.

[femshep]

Has anyone looked into a way to open the pods manually without endangering the occupants?

[truth_is_cold]

I've been contemplating that. If the power drain isn't rectified soon, it should be looked into.