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Jul. 4th, 2012 11:13 pm
lehnsherr: (some kind of sick tasteless joke)
[personal profile] lehnsherr
[for once, it's an audio message. he prefers not to make them simply because it makes it easier to track him. but this time, he wants to take that risk, regardless of any negative attention it might bring. that's partly the point of this

he isn't at "home", for once. instead he's off alone, taking another look around the remains, having already knock down a few buildings that he consider uninhabitable. but it's the smell that's prompted this message. the stench of rotting and burned flesh that brings back memories he'd sooner ignore right now

this really isn't something he particularly wants to do. but with only three five mutants here, he knows there isn't much of a choice any more. not when he knows he's the only one of their little group who'd willingly kill others if they're a threat. it's his job to make sure they stay safe, even if it means having to work with the humans here]


We have...lost a number of those amongst us over the past few months; both native to this land and not. More recently of course, a fire and a stampede a to blame, and once again we were caught off-guard. It seems to be a recurring theme here, regardless of whatever attempts at preparing ourselves we have made.

[and that doesn't include those they've lost by being brought here in the first place]

A certain member of our non-native population previously suggested that we group together. That organisation is needed. I'm sure that this past week has helped to reiterate that fact.

[yes, he's talking about you shepard. but no, he's not using names openly on this network]

Damage control is needed, at the very least. A defence would be better. Something to protect those here against whatever dangers make themselves apparent next.

[but that's not the part he most interested in. he's never been a pacifist. that's charles' job]

And to those willing to take the risks needed, an offensive team. We need to prepare ourselves, however possible. The Authorities will continue to hold the power in this situation until we take it from them. We need to be ready to fight.

Whichever path you choose, the important thing to remember is that there isn't a single person here capable of doing that single-handedly.

[one last pause and-]

You're not alone. Not unless you choose to be.


[locked to charles;]

[this message gets added on a while later, and somewhat reluctantly. sometimes you just need to man up and talk to your bff when something is wrong]

Can you hear me?

[it's as close as he's getting to asking charles to listen in to his thoughts this time]
femshep: (action - scoped)
[personal profile] femshep
[She's seeing too many new faces and missing too many old ones. Something tells her she should start from the top.]

This is Commander Shepard of the Normandy SR2.

If you know who I am, report in. I want to see who's still around.

If you don't, it might be a good time to say hello.

[But enough of the meet-and-greet.]

I need a couple of favors.

I need food and water, I need a sitrep, I need a runner who wouldn't mind spending a few hours on the ship, and-...

[One sec, she's switching to video, and aiming it at what appears to be a moderate-sized triceratops, enclosed in a rather large blue dome (no, not the same kind of dome as the one on the horizon, keep your pants on).]

I need to know what the hell this thing eats. Bonus points if you'll supply it.

[The video turns off, and there's a pause. Does she need anything else? Nothing's coming to mind, so:]

I can pay you in weapons and ammo, or we can figure out something else.

[Another pause--she's done with that. Then, as a brief afternote:]

Kaidan, Liara, are you busy?
lehnsherr: (would like to do my job)
[personal profile] lehnsherr
If there's anybody here who specialises in neurology, we need to talk.

[Yep, that's it. No, he's not explaining further than that. Sorry?]


[locked to Ian] )


[locked to Jocelyn] )


[locked to Fox] )


[locked to Israel] )


ooc; takes place Tuesday night, after this log
calmyourmind: (Pie? Really?)
[personal profile] calmyourmind
Has anyone from outside ever seen the inside of the domes? Do we know how many people are inside them? 

[If someone could get out, then there had to be a way in. Charles was sure of that. Nem had said 'slipped through the cracks' and now he was wondering if that might not be more literal than he had originally thought. He should have gone and had a chat with Ezekiel but the poor boy looked so weak and ill, perhaps it was time to try and find some answers of his own.]


//Private - Erik//

What would you say to a bit of exploring, my friend? 

text;

Apr. 5th, 2012 03:10 pm
lehnsherr: (my stomach's itchy)
[personal profile] lehnsherr
What is being done with regards to repairing the ship? Or perhaps more importantly, supplying power to the remaining pods.

[He's also curious about just what's happening with forming a defence against the Outer Authorities. But, paranoia. Even with those locks, he doesn't trust them to keep the OA out.]

Shepard. A word.


[locked to Israel] )


[audio; locked to ouCharles] )


ooc; HUGE apologies if I've gotten things wrong up there. A whole heap of searching/checking/doublechecking and this is the best I could come up with. Please feel free to correct me if I've screwed up!

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Mar. 27th, 2012 08:14 pm
lehnsherr: (flip off the monkeys)
[personal profile] lehnsherr
[Text because it's easier than talking right now. He's annoyed. Angry, even. He knows that it isn't something as simple as her deciding not to visit this week that's keeping River away. She would've made that clear to him long ago if she'd wanted to stay away. And besides, Charles would've still been able to find her if that was all it was.]

River Tam is missing.

[And he wants answers.]


[locked to auCharles and Raven]

I have something for each of you.

[And for his own Charles. But he doesn't plan on wandering far enough away for him to ever need it.]
fireofunknown: (yeah okay then)
[personal profile] fireofunknown
[A man stands out in the open rainstorm, blond hair matted to his forehead as his head leans back to let the drops hit down on his face.

There would be normally nothing unusual about this...except for the clouds of steam rolling off from his body and a faintly audible hiss.
]

Nice weather we're having.

[He looks down, puts a cigarette into his mouth and exhales. The tip burns bright, then dims and smokes. He covers his free hand over it to avoid the rain.]

So now that the ice is broken-- [He takes a drag and exhales out his nose.]

Someone wanna give me directions to the information desk? I seemed to have lost my tourist information on random-ass-padded-wall-worthy-oh-my-fucking-god-is-that-a-space-ship land.

[video]

Feb. 29th, 2012 10:22 am
ihearcrickets: (crazy)
[personal profile] ihearcrickets
[River is a seventeen-year-old girl who looks exactly like this. The cuts on her arm and forehead are relatively recent, though they've been cleaned up. But there are older scars and marks if you look close enough. She's wearing the same dress, and still isn't wearing any shoes.

She turns on the video, and frowns at the device in her hands. It's clear from the background that she's on the ship again, sitting on the floor.]
Dedicated source box. Filtered information from the Cortex...only what they want you to see. But it’s broken. Bits and pieces stuck inside that don’t belong.

[Then, she looks directly into the camera.] We don’t belong. We’re lost...lost in the woods.

((ooc: River won't really be able to read thoughts through the communicator, but let me know if there's any significant body language or physical features she might draw conclusions from. She may or may not actually comment on it.))
radars: (in ur base readin ur mind)
[personal profile] radars
[ Locked to Edmund (NPC), also open to Raven ]

I find myself in need of a bit of walking-around money. May we talk about trades?

[ Locked to Erik, also open to Raven ]

You're not the Erik I know. I'm not the Charles you know. We can leave it at that.

[ Open ]

My name is Charles Xavier. I am one of the awakened, from the ship. As far as I know, we are all from different times, and perhaps from different universes as well, and none of us knows how we came to be asleep on an unfamiliar spacecraft.

Has anyone a theory to present?

And one more thing. This may seem like an odd question, but... is there a large population center, nearby? I don't mean under the dome.

[ ooc note: Charles is talking about Israel's mind, which feels to him like a large population center even though it isn't. ]

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