[Voice]

[outer_npcs]

[This message is received on all active communicators at 1am on Monday of Week 50.

It has no sent timestamp.]

Reinitializing.

Realigning temporal bridge.

Crew locations unknown.

It has been thirteen million, two hundred and forty-five thousand, one hundred and twenty hours since last contact.

[It's the Oracle's voice, but the tone is too calm, and the diction too crisp.]

Beginning scan for temporal incursions.

Comments

[Voice]

[outer_npcs]

Realignment has been achieved. This is a favorable outcome.

[There's a pause, and when she speaks again, she sounds more the oracle, and less - precise.]

You've been gone many times. You should rest. The dangerous tasks are yet to come.

[loveshishammer]

[He sighs, runs a hand over his forehead, and replies after a moment.]

I should. After I check on my brother. But do you know-- what was the cause of the... unalignment?

[Is that the opposite of realignment? He's guessing here.]

[outer_npcs]

No. We are still scanning.

[loveshishammer]

Ah. I would like to hear your results, if they make any kind of sense.

[Wait. Pause.]

We? Who is we?

[outer_npcs]

Unreality is a fundamental lack of sense.

[loveshishammer]

[Okay, he's giving up.]

Aye, that is true. Perhaps we can speak again later, milady, and I can make better sense of what you say.

[Because bed. It is calling. He'll check on Loki's pod again once's woken up....]