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[Video] Week 52: Saturday Morning

[A pleasant backdrop of green fields and sunlight can't mask the concern that's pursed Pepper's lips and given her expression, always attentive, an added layer of sharp attention.]

Does anyone have information about what's going on with the sky? Has there been another attack?

I can't seem to raise Tony, so any information would be appreciated.

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[Good, she'll take you at your word, Pepper. And she won't forget it. When a civilian steps up like that, it's easier.]

Well, then I hope he's alright. If he is, I'm sure you'll hear from him shortly.

And, if I may, you mentioned something about a satellite earlier?

It's fine, there's not really a lot more we can get from the previous subject. The satellite... well, I wouldn't be the best one to ask, but it de-orbited and crashed in the forest near here roughly a couple months ago.

It was still broadcasting a signal that was interfering with local communication and was alarming the local wildlife, so a team went out to deactivate it and retrieve it. I know it was brought back to town, and that it was apparently part of the planet's orbital defense grid, but I don't think a lot more has been done with it -- the skilled technical complement of the ship is small, and they've had other projects.

If it's orbit is decaying, that means more might be down too.

[Sharon's eyes visible grow brighter, and she seems to turn her thoughts inward, talking to herself.]

And that might be just the opening...maybe...well frak...that'd be a start wouldn't it?

If the orbit was decaying due to a lack of fuel for its attitude adjustment systems then yes, I think we could expect a lot more of them. If it was knocked out of a stable orbit by space debris, we might not.

And if it was knocked out of orbit by something else...

[Pepper looks thoughtful.] What did bring your fighter down, if I can ask?

Something from the ground, that's all I know. At least, that's all I could see. DRAYDIS was flipping out the minute something got a lock on me, and I was a bit busy trying to avoid a mountainside.

When you get a chance, you should compare notes with--

[Tony is a reflex answer, his presence in her life as much a constant as her own face in the mirror, even if his own face might well be out at the ship by the time she's looking in any mirrors in the morning. Pepper's lips thin, then she carries on.]

Well, there are a few people here familiar with small single-person spacecraft.

[Sharon nods once.]

I'll do that. When all of this settles down.

[A pause, and she offers a weak smile.]

I didn't get your name. And I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Lieutenant Sharon Agathon, from the Battlestar Galactica.

Pepper Potts.

[The retreat back to conversational basics lets Pepper's expression firm back up, schooled into friendly and businesslike]

Considering the circumstances, I think I'll say that it will be a pleasure to meet you. Things right now are a little... fraught for me to apply the label now and be honest about it.

That's fine, Miss Potts. I understand.

Thank you for the information. I'll do my best to get ahold of Tony if you can't. Maybe I'll have more luck. Please, be careful out there.

I have a feeling it's a lot less risky where I am. [Pepper's tone is dry, but appreciative of the concern.]

Giant prehistoric pachyderms aside. Good luck, Lieutenant.

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