[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

[Video]

[loveshishammer]

[A disgruntled and disheveled Thor, having since picked up his communicator during one of his stints in the current timeline, still not sure this is all over, answers almost immediately. His voice is a little rough; he hasn't done a lot of sleeping for what feels like about two days, to him.]

Milady! Are you here, as well? Or now? Did you also experience-- that? Is it still happening?

[Because hey, she seems to know what she's talking about. Sort of.]

[Voice]

[outer_npcs]

Thor Odinson of Asgard. Realignment has concluded.

[femshep]

'Realigning temporal bridge'. Are the timelines reverting? [ Maybe this version of reality was a fluke. It certainly makes a lot less sense. ]

[Voice]

[loveshishammer]

Concluded. Well, that is... good to know. What happened? Did I miss anything important here?

[After all, he feels like he's missed a few days, not a few hours.]

[Voice]

[outer_npcs]

You were present.

[outer_npcs]

No. The reality construct you wish to return to is no longer viable.

[Voice]

[loveshishammer]

Well. Aye. I was. In a number of presents, I believe. And there was a tree.

[He's still a little jumbled, forgive him, Oracle-slash-Salvation. Or whoever you are.]

[Voice]

[outer_npcs]

All were one. I apologize for not shielding you effectively, Thor Odinson.

[Voice]

[loveshishammer]

Shielding me?

[Wait. What?]

Were you there, milady?

[Voice]

[outer_npcs]

We were, and we were not. The question you ask is more complicated than you could easily know.

[Voice]

[loveshishammer]

Considering what I have experienced in the past days, I can believe you.

[He sounds exhausted. He kind of is. Even Asgardians need sleep, okay, and bouncing through time, half the time in dangerous places, was not conducive to sleeping. Still, that doesn't stop him from asking the standard question:]

Are you well? After that?

[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.]

[heartofasun]

Salvation?

[She sounded almost like an avatar....like Rommie trying to connect to Andromeda. Was the Oracle an Avatar?]

[Video]

[standsentinel]

[He'd woken up in the pods, and before he'd even had the chance to properly process that he'd woken up from an acute case of death, his communicator was broadcasting from the gear footlocker. Kaidan, Perforce, didn't bother to try and find a shirt before replying. Blame the muzzy haze of waking and and temporal confusion for why he'd accidentally selected public broadcast video instead of audio in reply.]

Uh, ma'am? Am I processing right that it's been something on the order of [There's a brief pause for some math. His brow furrows. 1550 years?]

...I can't be getting that right, I need my omnitool. Are you on Salvation?

[outer_npcs]

No. We are still scanning.

[outer_npcs]

A temporary manifestation.

[Audio]

[outer_npcs]

[It's almost certain that someone's happy for that disorientation. Alas, the Oracle cannot herself see the results.]

Internal communication mechanisms are not currently operational. I am currently transmitting via an external node.

[Audio]

[standsentinel]

[It's a limited time show, at least, as Kaidan twigs to his settings after a moment and switches to audio to match. It gives him time to think.]

So... this is Salvation, talking through the Oracle.

[Because that doesn't remind him of creepy rachni-style communication at all.]

Is, ah, the Oracle OK with this?

[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.

[Audio]

[outer_npcs]

It was she who initiated the link.

[Whether or not the result was intended is...well, not for Salvation to guess at.]

[unofficial_ambassador]

[People are always screaming in the middle of the night on these things, but that sounded important]

What - who is this?

Re: [Audio]

[standsentinel]

Oh. I, ah, guess that's all right then.

[Considering his own history with poking Prothean beacons (although Shepard is now way ahead of him on that front, thank you) Kaidan really can't chide the Oracle too much. And since she's apparently Salvation at the moment... He checks his math again, and comes to the same figure as before.]

I remember you being online around a century ago. Did the timeline change alter that somehow? I'm getting thirteen million hours and change and coming up with a millennia and a half, the way my people count years. Did you, uh, have to restore from a backup?

Shapeshifter!

[outer_npcs]

You perceive time as a linear progression. That is not entirely accurate when applied to my functions.