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[That's just a little disconcerting, to wake up in a pod, and memories, hazy at first, then firming, of another awakening, and time passing before she is swallowed by darkness. Jane sits up, and hurries out of the pod, clothes just slightly rumpled, her notebook and the device firmly in hand. She steps out of the ship, before turning to her device, and flips it on.]

Question. Hi. It's Jane Foster, and I think I've returned. So back to the question, how long have I been gone and is Pepper still here?
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[ when Akito first notices the fog, it becomes clear to him that that's what the Winds wanted to bring to his attention. he had promised Christine Chapel that he would pass information along to her if he found anything out about the fog, since technically it falls under his domain, and so decides that it couldn't hurt to investigate it up-close.

the advantage of having a more modern cell-phone type communicator is the bonus of a built-in flashlight, which Akito uses to help record the strange colour mixture of the fog - sickly greens and yellows instead of the pure white-grey of water vapour.

for those that can hear him, they might notice the occasional muffled cough, but it soon stops when he forgoes breathing.

the feed ends after a few minutes. ]


Fog is not safe!
Air is acrid.
Best to avoid it.
Should linger for a few days.


[ ten minutes later: ]

Christine chapel
Mild hallucinations
Losing sight.
Should heal quickly for me.
Not sure for humans.


((ooc: for anyone who wants to action, he's on the outskirts of the city, using his powers to keep the fog away from him. also his texting will get progressively worse as his eyesight fades more, though it will come back in a few hours!))
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Some prose here! )

[She begins her broadcast simply, a beautiful young woman with dark hair and thick robes appearing wide-eyed over the network. Her voice trembles, from fear or despair it might be hard to say. But this woman is definitely not taking this well. The angle of the camera plainly shows the interior of the ship, the woman huddled in a corner, staring at the recording device]

W-where am I? I...have no idea where I am. Light, I was just...out for a picnic and I f-fell asleep. And now I'm here. Where...wherever here is. Can someone out there help me? Please? I'm so frightened and I-I don't know what's going on. I have gold, if you need. Just help me...

[She leans over, peering uncertainly at the feed...waiting for an answer. Inwardly, her face is a mask of amusement. Someone with a kind heart, or a craven fool seeking easy prey would surely answer that call, a noble maiden in distress. The former would be easy enough to fool, and the latter simple enough to leave in a tattered heap. And either would leave her in a better position than when she started...]

(ooc: Feel free to actionspam as well as network her, all I ask is that any action come after her little "meltdown")
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[The camera pans wildly, showing the interior of the ship, and an open pod.  Snake's not used to video technology like this. Oh, Center had its call screen but nothing this small and compact. 

[That she'd seen of course. But obviously she's in Center. Somehow.  Center, at last, when she least needed them.]

[But she wouldn't break her silence just for nothing.  She's awoken from her pod, crawled out and found what looks to be a battered leather case, with several large--empty--compartments, and another compartment crowded with boxes, pouches and vials.]. 

Where are my snakes? 

[She sounds halfway between angry and frightened. ]

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