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[After a day of wandering around the island market and learning a bit about this place, Thor has finally borrowed Kaidan's communicator, since he's not about to try making a call from inside a ship that sails under the water! So here he is, looking somewhere between confident, amiable, and concerned. Maybe concerned is a bit more to the forefront than he would like.]

Greetings! This is Thor Odinson of Asgard, and I was told there are people who know me who can hear this message. Stark? Doctor Banner? Can you hear me? I will keep this device on hand, please feel free to reply to my message later, if you cannot hear it yet.

[And that's that. He fiddles with buttons for a moment, carefully so as not to damage the delicate little thing, and then the feed shuts itself off.]

girlworthfighting

[Upon awaking Mulan took her time warily exploring the ship, after having retrieved her armor and weapons of course. Finding no one to speak to, eventually she turned to the unfamiliar device she located among her belongings.

The video focuses mostly on her face, revealing a young determined looking women wearing red and black armor with a coin pattern. Her dark hair is unbound and hangs carelessly around her face, straight and loose.]

It's my understanding that wherever they are on the other end of this...object, someone can hear me. Whoever you are, I want you to show yourselves. [Tersely, teeth briefly bared.] This is not a request.

I do not know if I came to this strange place by chance encounter or deliberate action. But this is not my land, nor is it any land I am familiar with from my distant travels. And I have no memory of my arrival here, either. The only explanation I'm left with is abduction.

Whoever you are, whatever it is you may want me for, speak. The longer you make me wait, the less the likelihood you'll have of anything like my willing cooperation.

[Posturing? She is, a bit. Normally her course of action upon arriving in unfamiliar territory would be to keep her head down. But given the circumstances, she thinks it's important that she put on a strong front, let anyone out there who might be looking know she means business. That she's no easy pickings.

And that the abrupt manner of her being brought here has made her more than a little angry.]

Or if my unknown captors are too cowardly to explain themselves, then it is my hope that these words will reach someone who can enlighten me.

redledgerdays

[Natasha has been laying particularly low these past couple weeks, gathering intel and just generally doing her own thing. she's been back in the city proper a couple days now, but she's only just settling back into her routine and keeping up with the goings on]

You've all kept busy, I see.

[Encrypted to Clint Barton, 100%]
Anything interesting to report?

[/encryption]

[Encrypted to Pepper Potts, viewable to Tony, 100%]
Heard some whispers. Might have some information for you. When are you available?

[/encryption]

[ooc; So after a longer-than-expected hiatus, I'm back with Natasha. Hi everybody]

tiptoeing

[Locked to the Avengers, Pepper, Lyall, Bones, and Tosh]

I'm back. The trip was worthwhile, I think.

[Locked to Kaylee and Tosh]

Kaylee, Tosh, I have a project I could use your help with. The area where the ship's power core is located is going to need life support routed there as soon as possible. Between the three of us, we should be able to rig up a solution fairly quickly.

[OPEN]

For anyone who might venture out into the mountains, be careful. I encountered some saber-toothed cats and an Andrewsarchus there.

frostedoverland

[The video is turned on but, should you be someone who does not believe in Jack Frost, the video shows nothing except the scenery. The camera doesn't really seem to move. Unless, of course, one knows and believes in the entity holding the camera!

However, should you be a believer in Jack Frost, you will see a boy about eighteen with a very pale face, bright blue eyes, and white hair. He's crouched somewhere, staring intently into the phone with such a desperately hopeful look on his face. After about a minute of nothing (or staring), text finally appears.]

Can anyone see me? I've been here for a few hours now, please tell me someone can see!

[There's another pause.]

Fine. Can anyone at least answer this? I'm looking for a couple people and they're pretty hard to miss. There's North, though you guys would may know his as ol' St. Nick, aka Santa. There's Tooth, definitely can't miss her. She's got feathers all over with fairy wings, aka the Tooth Fairy. Sandman is a little guy, but he generally floats around on a sand cloud and then there's the Easter Bunny. Over six feet tall, carries some boomerangs and egg bombs, complete with an Australian accent. If you've seen them or if any of you guys are reading this, let me know!

Please. Tell me if you see me. I gotta know.

did_i_say_percy

[Armand found his clothes and the communicator and his way as far as the base of the ramp exiting the ship. The utter unfamiliarity of the landscape hit him hard, and he didn't make it much further yet. So he fiddles with the device until his fingers find the combination he wants, though he has no idea why he knows it.

The tip of his nose is already red from the cold. He speaks with a noticeable French accent, and his voice is pleasant and cheerful, at least for the moment.]

I'm game if someone wants to tell me the trick. This is hardly England, nor France either. And it wasn't this cold last I knew.

[A pause, as he looks around yet again. He's not wearing a jacket over his shirt and waistcoat. Apparently he didn't have one with him when he was spirited from there to here.]

I'd go back inside, but it doesn't seem hospitable in there. I can see a city, but it looks a fair way off to walk. Is that where I should go?

Has anyone seen or heard of Sir Percy Blakeney or Marguerite St.--I mean Lady Blakeney? If you have, could you tell them I've been found though I don't know how I was lost this time? It's not my fault, anyway. I'm Armand. St. Just, that is. Margot's my sister.

The short of it is that I'm cold, and if I should just go back inside for a bit, I will, but I'm hoping to hear of a better alternative.

tiptoeing

[Bruce is sitting at the table in his house, which looks like this, and making himself a list of things he needs to do in the next few days. His glasses don't do much to hide the fact that he hasn't slept in a couple of weeks, save for a few times his body forced him to nap.]

For those who haven't met me, I'm Dr. Bruce Banner. Before the plague hit, I was working with a team of scientists to figure out how the pods functioned. Now I'd like to focus on increasing the ship's power supply, but I'm not sure who is still around to help, or if anyone else is interested.

I would also like to know if anyone would be interested in attending lectures on various topics relevant to some of the problems that we face here. Things like basic engineering, first aid, hydroponic gardening, chemical analysis, and really anything else you can think of that would be useful. The lectures would be aimed at those who haven't had much previous education in these areas.

I don't have a location or specific times planned out yet, I'm just gauging the level of interest at the moment.

[Locked to the Avengers, Pepper, Bones, and Lyall]

[This part is delivered far more awkwardly.] I need to go away for a few days. Up in the mountains, I think, where I won't be able to hurt anyone. Company is probably a bad idea, but I thought you all should know where I'm going, at least.

pepperspray

[Pepper's feed has her at a bit of an odd angle, the communicator knocked askew by something after she's turned it on. One hand reaches down, adjusting it and blocking the camera's field of vision for a moment with a close-up of the knit sleeve of Pepper's sweater.]

...There. Stay down now.

[The order delivered to something off screen (There's a skittering sort of scrabbling noise that transmits), she smooths her hair, sets her chin and begins again.]

With the plague dealt with for the Old City, I've made arrangements to try and help spread the treatment beyond our immediate surroundings. As a result, I need a small group of people who are willing to take a minimum six week round trip, largely by sea, to work on distribution.

You should be willing, able and safe to work your passage on a sailing vessel, so either knowledge or a certain level of basic fitness is a must. I've been advised that having some skill at arms would be good, and if one of our researchers or someone with enough basic knowledge of science and biology to parse and explain their notes could volunteer, that would be perfect.

In addition to the humanitarian aspect, this is also a chance to explore areas beyond the Old City. I'm of almost no use on a sailboat myself, have actually sunburned on a cloudy day before, and I don't really want to be gone from here so long, but I'll accompany any group as far as the port town. You'll be leaving as soon as I have word from my con--

[The source of the skittering reveals itself to be a flash of silvery tabby fur as a paw looms huge in the field of view and knocks the smartphone flat. There's a view of Pepper's apartment's ceiling before her hand appears and straightens the camera back to a view of Ms. Potts, now with a smug and wriggling half-grown kitten in the crook of her arm.]

Well, I'll get word to you when I have it. I'm available for questions.

[The feed ends.]

pepperspray

[This time, Pepper's backdrop is an unassuming shelf in the stores, full of a mixture of hand tools and some outdoor-weight canvas in bolts. Although she's ditched her business gear in favour of local and weather-appropriate clothing, there's still something neat and sleek and coordinated about her choice in sweaters and slacks. Professional dies hard, apparently. She fiddles with something off screen and starts her call.]

Captain Silene? My apologies for the delay in getting back to you, but I've got some good news on the plague front, if you're still interested.

growingwild

Right, well fun as it was to go off to that dead desert [Briar's face clearly indicates that he didn't like that desert at all], now that I'm back if I don't do anything useful Rosethorn'll hang me in the well the next time she sees me. [now Briar grins]

I can make medicines, and I'm good at growing things. [Briar grins again, amused at the sheer understatement of that sentence] Somebody around here's gotta need a gardener.

pepperspray

[Filtered to Tosh, Lyall and the three Avengers still above ground and breathing:]

I'm a little concerned with how the second stage is hitting me. I don't want to worry people generally, but I know all of you can keep on top of things.

[Pepper honestly sounds more dead level than concerned, voice a colourless murmur and the video kept off.]

Just in case I'm too out of it: if we get samples, or a dose of vaccine. Anything. Let people know to talk to Captain Silene. She has a communicator, she's a contact at the port town. Knows me. She might know where manufacturing facilities are.

[Filtered to Tony:]

I... Tony. I would really like you here right now.

[This, spoken privately, is where the concern has gotten to. Beyond that, there's a thread of naked fear that's been missing from Pepper's previous determined sulking her way through Stage One.]

coffeeism

[ the feed comes on, hello everyone. Ianto looks pretty impassive, despite what he's been reading over the last few days since waking up in somewhere that was very clearly not Cardiff. ]

My name is Ianto Jones. I understand that this is obviously not Cardiff, and that there is obviously some sort of illness going around. Can't say I appreciate the unexpected trip, or the not so great timing of the Rift...

If there is a Jack Harkness or a Gwen Cooper about, or if anyone has seen or heard anyone by these names - one's a man in a big flashy coat, almost as flash as the man himself, the other is a Welshwoman, I would appreciate hearing of it.

Thank you for the help, I understand this can't be a good time to ask - but anything else about this place that anyone can tell me, or what is going on, I would also be grateful.

[ a solemn nod and then he's gone. ]

pepperspray

This is Pepper Potts.

I'm going to keep details thin in an open broadcast like this, but I've gotten information from a contact that suggests a potential location for the start of this current disease outbreak.

It will require travel over water, so air transport or the ability to transport yourself or others will be required to accomplish this in a timely fashion. There's also a risk of active disease agents still being present, so some sort of containment gear might be good.

My talents are very much not medical research ones, so don't ask me for details, but this might, I hope, help people who do have those talents figure out just what's going on here.

outer_npcs

I'm certain by now some of you have realized the danger you're in. Disease is nothing to be taken lightly.

If you are not yet ill, and you'd care to be sensible and leave this city while there's still something to be left, I am departing in a day's time. You will have to earn your keep, but I will make sure you're fed, and do not stumble blindly into some monster's lair.

If you wait here and come to your senses later, I'm afraid you'll be on your own.

((ETA: Just to clarify, this is the official opt-out group - if you haven't signed up here, you're welcome to respond, but can't go with the group.))

pepperspray

[Privacy is less a concern than staying out of the way of the thronging hospital crowds, but both play their part to have Pepper making this call from the quiet of her apartment. It's come together nicely, she feels, with a backdrop of her couch and some heavy drapes, hung in anticipation of winter's chill.

Mug of tea, hair neat and tidy, no sudden attacks of tooth-spinach, she appears on Captain Silene's communicator with a look of abstractly businesslike hope.]

Captain? This is Pepper Potts. I'd asked our traders to bring you one of these, so I hope it's made its way to you.

arrowminded

What the--

[There's a series of muffled clicks and thumps as he fiddles with the phone settings for a bit, and then his voice comes through clearer, more decisive.]

This is Hawkeye requesting a situation update on what the hell just happened to my team. And, uh. The entire operation, while we're at it.

Can anybody read me?

jimkirk

[ Jim manages to look none the worse for wear, though if you knew him well, you'd be able to tell he's tired. That smile is totally fake - like, faker than usual - and his laid back attitude has some strain underneath the surface. ]

You know, it would be just my luck to volunteer to lead an expedition on a backwater planet with dinosaurs running around. And poisonous snakes, too. We gotta get like a bestiary going or something. Christ.

Well, anyway, looks like we're all back in one piece, though some of us required bandages and whatnot to get here.

Mission accomplished, right? And no casualties, which I think we can count as the most important parts.

Miss...Potts, right? You want a report, I got it.

with_elegance

[Michiru only hesitates a moment before coaxing a finger over what she hopes will be the switch that turns this on to broadcast -- though broadcast to whom, she's not entirely sure. Still, they're in the dark. And they need answers, even if she's not sure how well she'll be able to trust any of the answers that come.

But there wasn't much choice.]

I'm not sure who is out there and hearing this, but we're looking for... answers. Any answers. Where is this place. Why are we here?

[All business, a plainly guarded expression on her features, blue eyes fixed steadily on the video screen.]

And how did we even get here? Who kidnapped us and who do we need to defeat to get home?

[The deeper voice comes from somewhere off screen, and a dusty blonde head looks briefly over Michiru's shoulder to frown at the screen, too. Then it's gone again, as Haruka pulls back and gets back to finishing getting her things together.]

If we were brought here, there's a way to get back where we came from. There has to be.

[Michiru's gaze flickers back only briefly towards her partner. Who do they need to defeat. It's crossed her mind too; if this is another battle they need to face to fulfill their duty, she's willing to face it.]

We'd appreciate any answers anyone has. That's all. Thank you.

You're too nice, Michiru, you should have--

[And that's all of Haruka's growled complaint that the feed gets before it shuts off.]

((OOC: All dialogue is in Japanese! Replies may come from either Michiru or Haruka or both.))

tiptoeing

Not long after I woke up here, a request was made for someone to study the pods and how they function, in order to determine whether or not it was possible to open them without harming the person inside. I have made significant progress on this project, with assistance from several others. This is an update on that progress. I've decided to share our findings with everyone, because they are relevant to all of us.

( Pod Project Results )

[Locked to Jane, Pepper, Tony, Natasha, and Steve]

[Oh he's so glad he can use text here.] This is only somewhat related, but I thought you should all know that Natasha and I found Agent Coulson's pod. He's not awake yet, but he might be eventually. It's possible that the pod is in the process of reviving him. Of course, it's also possible he could be from a previous point in time. I'm not sure if there's a way to know for certain until the pod opens.

redledgerdays

[Natasha's dealt with some strange things in the last few days, but waking up a space ship is probably the weirdest. the disorientation is frustrating, but she works through it, quickly finding her things before examining the pod she'd woken in, twisting her phone around in her hands before turning it on and speaking]

I'm looking for a Clint Barton and Nick Fury. Preferably intact and as soon as possible.

[she's all ready beginning to browse through the network it hooks to, gathering what intel she can as she starts making her way through the ship]

Alien spaceships, prehistoric worlds, giant cities and dinosaurs. Anything else I should know? If this is another one of Loki's games, I'd like advanced warning this time.

[and she steps out of the ship to finally see the world herself, going still a moment, lips pressed tight and head tilting to the side]

Yeah, definitely not Earth.

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loveshishammer - Video | Monday evening
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[Private Encrypted Video: Calling Captains] Wednesday, Week 22

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[Audio: Filtered] Tying Loose Ends: (Friday, Week 19)

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[Private Video] Seeking Sea Captains, Monday, Week 18

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