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Commander Shepard ([personal profile] femshep) wrote in [community profile] outer_divide2013-09-19 02:18 pm

012 ⌥ VIDEO. re-entry.

[ The camera switches on, turning left and right briefly--she's looking the device over, because if she remembers right, she left hers in the dome and fuck if she'd ever get that back--then it focuses on a face. She looks... like she's seen better days, let's say. Shepard may have left her injuries on the Crucible, but she sure as hell feels like she came out on the wrong end of this one. ]

This is Commander Shepard of the SSV Normandy SR-2. [ But it's flat, a forced formality.

This is the part where she asks if anyone reads her, asks for a status update, asks someone to put her the fuck back in that pod so at least she knows how it ends... No. None of that's going to happen. She settles for a slightly (just slightly) more emphatic:
] Somebody tell me how long I've been out.

[ Because somebody has to recognize her. ....Right?

Some of those who don't might at least recognize the distinct OA-fashioned collar around her neck. Y'know, from back when they were the things that go bump in the night.

Shepard doesn't wait around long after the camera's turned off, though. She's heading for the mouth of the ship to see if that'll give her a good reading...
]
erranthero: (Quirky Smile)

haha

[personal profile] erranthero 2013-09-24 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Kerra grins at that.]

Red. I like it, it's snappy. Goes good on you.

[Honestly, she doesn't talk to the other Shepard much. Blondes aren't her type, and she's just too much a soldier for a scoundrel like Kerra]
erranthero: (Hands on Hips)

[personal profile] erranthero 2013-09-24 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's the straight laced bit that gets her. It's not like Kerra isn't a soldier herself. Just...unconventional.]

Anywho. I guess you're up to speed on the Authorities thing, then? And the time travel stuff?
erranthero: (Mercy's Profile)

[personal profile] erranthero 2013-09-24 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Yep. If you need help with something, let me know.

[Kerra shrugs, knowing that feeling pretty well. And then closes out the feed.]