hunt4commonwealth: (shades)
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This is Dylan Hunt. My first officer, Gaheris Rhade, left to explore the Wasteland three days ago and I haven't had a communication from him since. I'm going after him. Any assistance would be greatly appreciated, from spare water cans to take with me to advice on your personal favorite desert survival techniques.
truth_is_cold: (rhade - deep thinker)
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[Text | Public]

I'm now staying somewhere else. But if necessary, I can still be reached by the communication system. [If Dylan wants to announce where they're living, he can. But Mr. Paranoid Bastard isn't about to publicly give a location.]

As an aside, does anyone here know how to play chess or any other strategy games that might be available? Are there any musicians from the ship?

[He very desperately needs to learn about the local culture. There must be more than "the Authorities are terrible people and want to render us impotent". Survival situations or not, these people have lived here for a very long time and must have something unique and exclusive to them. They're obviously not barbarians or savages.]

Also, do either of the pilots of the ships that have crashed need assistance?

[Nietzschean style proclamation of friendly interest. He wouldn't offer if he didn't like them.]
femshep: (distant)
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If anyone's got a minute to spare, I was wondering if you'd tell me about wherever it is you come from.

The world or worlds, the level of technology, the political hierarchy, your culture and society and how it functions, etc.


[But a few minutes later, a second part is tacked on.]

Forget it. Forget all of that. Don't worry about getting technical.

Just tell me what it was like for you. Your ship or city. Your job. Your friends or family.

If it's not a problem.
femshep: (ehhh)
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...If that fog ever comes back, just do me a favor and shoot me first.

[And that's all she has to say there.

But a few people will be receiving text portions locked individually to them, most of them reading the exact same:]



BCC: Telford, Kirk, Thrace, Hunt, Vegeta, Hart, Rhade
MESSAGE: If you've got time, I'd like to have a word with you in person.

TO: Claire
MESSAGE: Training sometime in the next 48 hours. When's good for you?

TO: Fox
MESSAGES: Still alive over there?
truth_is_cold: (rhade - heartbreak)
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[Private to Dylan | Audio]*

[Sent as soon as he returns, though he's not sure when Dylan will get it or what the range of the communicators is.]

I've returned. The Southern City didn't have many resources. The construction of the dome damaged its economy. I suspect most of the fishermen left are generational. The people there were notably friendlier to outsiders than the ones here, but of course their homes are at less risk from air raids from the domes.

[And sent a bit later.]

If you hear reports of fog, stay way until it's cleared. Or purchase the first gas mask you can manage.



[Private to Sma | Audio]

I want to speak with you. In person. [Where the conversation can't be recorded.]



*OOC: Slightly backdated to fog times.
hunt4commonwealth: (wtf)
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[He wakes in the pod confused and disoriented. He fell asleep in his cabin on the Andromeda, and the next thing he knows he's in a dark, alien ship. It isn't the first time he's been kidnapped, but the complete lack of guards is perplexing, as is the fact that he still has his weapon. He quickly finds the exit and explores around the ship. There's clear signs of a recent fight. That doesn't bode well, but he can't wander out here alone forever. He decides to try to make contact with whoever brought him to this place.]

I’m Captain Dylan Hunt of the Commonwealth System starship Andromeda Ascendant. Whoever's in charge here, I mean you no harm. I’d just like to talk, find out where I am and how I got here. [And, if he's lucky, how to get back to where he came from. He has a crew to protect and a Commonwealth to re-found.]

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