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[After another extensive but early night of skulking around bars, Wes has heard enough to bring it up to the rest of the ship people. And he doesn't look terribly happy with what he's heard.]

So, who else has been listening to the talk about these arrests? A lot of the local chatter... doesn't sound very good. If these arrests aren't on the up and up, the situations only going to get a lot worse.

[If they are arresting people for being against outside involvement it's likely to have the exact opposite effect of what they're going for.]
girlworthfighting: (on these cultured pearls)
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[Mulan meant for this to be voice but she hit the wrong button by accident, and now is too tired to either notice or care what setting she's on. Possibly both.

She's sitting on the end of her bed, long hair lank and messy, face wan and exhausted. Her voice is weary when she speaks.
]

I am grow tired of seemingly always making these calls for the same reason.

[She pauses, sighing and catching her breath.]

But here we stand once again in the aftermath of a calamity. At least I hope it is the aftermath. After these last few days, it's hard to imagine it could be getting any worse.

I want to check on my allies. Some of you I know were injured, or put into harm's way. Others I have not heard from at all. Please. Talk to me.
ghostly_stutter: (Terror)
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[Currently a petite strawberry-blonde teen is clutching the pendant hanging from a ribbon around her neck as she scuttles between hiding places in the ship and stares with wide-eyed curiosity mixed with finite fear at the names located on the other pods located all around her. Yes, she is looking for specific names and is both dreading and hoping she might come across one she recognizes. There are thousands of pods here, however, and the fingers of her other hand begins to clutch more firmly at the small device she found with her clothing where she had first awoken. After a short hesitation, Chloe presses a button and brings the device to her lips.]

H-hello?

[A hesitating pause, then Chloe seems to find her courage--and outrage.]

Wh-whoever is in charge here, I really don't appreciate being left in the dark. Where am I, and why am I here? Wh-where is my Aunt Lauren, Derek, and the others? Haven't you done enough? Just l-leave us alone!

[If she was thinking clearly, she would realize the Edison Group never would have left Chloe her Swiss Army knife or can of mace... But she was kind of freaking out after waking up naked and without her pendant around her neck.]

Or else.

[Those two words sounded almost like a growl--something Chloe may have loosely picked up from her werewolf boyfriend. Despite the threat, her panicked mind silently taunted her: 'Or else what, Chloe?']
kazeninaru: Haruka kneeling with the Space Sword and her planet in the bg (Default)
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[A text comes through to those remaining people who Haruka knows were in the far future with her, at the end of all things. The list comes down to: Inara, McCoy, Tony (even if he's still dead, he gets a text), Neville, and Shepard.]

If you were under the influence of that mind control from the future, where you tried to kill people or did things you didn't understand or don't make sense now, I want to talk to you and maybe have the doctors at the hospital run some tests. It may be connected to the man from Bellona, or the murders going around, or both.

Reply to this. It should be encrypted, if that's still working on my cellular phone.
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[personal profile] fillsnightswithgold
[Who believes in dream spirits? To anyone who does, the video screen flicks on to a smiling face framed by wild golden hair. Sandy squints at the screen for a moment, then perks up and waves once he realizes the camera's on. Everyone else? Just sees Poseidon from the top of what appears to be one of the taller buildings.]

:D !

*profile of a funny little round figure with wild hair*

!!

*star* *moon* *cloud*

*thumbs up* *snowflake*!

:DDD

[Unfortunately, Sandy doesn't have any practice communicating by text. The little pictures aren't very helpful to anyone who doesn't already know him, but they certainly aren't like anything else on the network, either.]
femshep: (or how about where we don't)
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[ Judging by the tired-of-this-shit look on Shepard's face, she's finally biting some kind of bullet when she shoves the back of her hair up and lifts the camera to see the back of her metal Outer Authorities collar. The hand pushing her hair aside lets go of it in favor of taking hold of the collar and trying to give it a wiggle. It doesn't budge, clearly fused to the back of her spine. ]

I want this thing the hell off me. If any of you med-tech types need a pet project, get in touch.

[ And that's it. The feed cuts off there. ]

Audio

Sep. 6th, 2013 12:29 pm
outer_npcs: (The Oracle)
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[It's a little after midnight on Tuesday night when a voice - familiar to some, though not heard since the timelines had splintered - whispers across the network, sounding immeasurably sad.]

Eyes shut, eyes open.

He sees you.
kazeninaru: (hmph)
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[There's a mildly disgruntled and somewhat determined-looking senshi on the screen today. Haruka's just come from a very interesting meeting, and she is determined to make sure everyone knows about it.]

Yo. People from the end of the world time, with the shrinking everything and... everything. I met Roland today. I know it was him, even if he denied it. He called me "miss" and he didn't want to talk to me. He called himself "David Birne" and says he works for the council here in Bellona. And then someone followed me, after I spoke to him.

[She shifts a little, looking aside with a scowl, then admits:]

I sometimes get flashes of things, feelings, when I am around someone dangerous, or when there's something I need to know to help someone. Most times it is only a feeling, but visions sometimes, too. And I had one, of that place in the future, when I shook his hand. It left my whole arm numb.

[She makes a flexing motion with the hand in question, still feeling some pins and needles in it as sensation slowly comes back. Looking back at the camera again, she settles back into a determined expression.]

There is something wrong here. Whether he is involved in bringing this future about or he is just hiding something about it, I think we should find out. You-tachi back at the city, see if you can learn anything about him? I will try here, before we leave, once I track down Zevran.
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[She probably should've made this announcement sooner, but she's been putting it off. Mostly because she hates delivering not-great news, and if she can avoid it, she will. All the same, she attempts to keep a note of businesslike quality in her voice, though anyone who knows her can probably hear in her voice how this is weighing on her.]

Anyone who knew Gunnery Chief Ashley Williams it looks like she... she's gone back to stasis on the ship. I don't know if she'll be back, so if anyone had any arrangements with her at any point that needs to be resolved, let me know. I'll see what I can do.
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[The message pings its way across the communicators, encrypted and filtered to the Ship contingent (and Thor) on a lazy Saturday morning. ]


Kaidan Alenko here.

Now that we've all had a chance to catch our breath, I should share what I learned for my part of the timeslip. To give some context, I was dropped back a hundred years or so relative to now, to a point on board Salvation roughly a week before her crash.

The ship was functional, and I was able to speak to the AI and learn a few things about the nature of what's going on here. Most critical is the fact that we weren't brought here by Salvation or her crew for a specific purpose, we were rescued after having fallen through a dimensional rift out of our own realities and into the spaces in between, where it's pretty lethal to the point where several weeks of regeneration in the stasis pods still left one poor guy looking like what might some day become hamburger after the pod dislodged him ahead of schedule.

I'd say 'accidentally', but Salvation's AI suspected sabotage, but was unable to prove it due to gaps in her memory logs, likely intentional. I was unable to access key parts of her systems in that timestream, but if we can get her online again now, I bet I could learn more.

Back to the reality rifts thing -- one opened on the ship at one point, letting these energy-sucking creatures on board the ship. Exciting stuff, if you can imagine, and I wonder if they were the same things that people in the future timeline reported seeing.

Salvation has the computing power needed to get us all home again, if we can repair her enough, but to my mind the stakes are higher. Something's destabilizing different realities, and the goal of the ship was to figure out how to stop it. If that's the future of Verdana, and I have my suspicions about what that countdown on the ship is about, I think we might need to make a stand here before we think about going home, or we might not have homes left to go to.

Alenko out.


[In a private message to Tosh, Bruce and Tony]

On a lighter note, I scored an equation for calculating time travel off the AI, if anyone's curious. It's huge, though, you'll need some serious data storage just for the equation alone.
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[There is greenery behind Elissa - too much of it for her to be in any populated area. Logic dictates that she must be in one of the forests or at least a heavily forested area.]

Greetings, all.

I seek mages, witches, or any who can wield the power of magic to aid me in several quests. If you do not wish to reveal your abilities to the world at large, please send me a private message. I shall keep your confidence.

I have several herbs from my world. Tis my hope that someone skilled in plants might be able to find seeds upon them in order to grow them here.

I have several medicinal potions and poultices from my world that use the herbs for the main ingredient. I also seek someone who can replenish my supply, if the herbs can be grown.

Thirdly, I seek someone skilled in enchantments or runes or amulets who might be able to craft something to ward off mental attacks.

I have few valuables upon my person, but am quite willing to barter services for any who can aid me.
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[personal profile] djinnigenie
[Open channel audio again. Someone really needs to teach Elissa the correct use of the communicator. Instead of going out to a specific individual, anyone can hear the message.]

Haruka? I need my things. I have no money, no clothing, no protection. The people we thought dead are alive. Can I not regain my possessions?

[Fumble, fumble. *click*]
kazeninaru: (hmph)
[personal profile] kazeninaru
[There's a fully transformed Sailor Uranus on the video feed, everybody. Did you miss her? She missed you.... There's a backdrop of the ship wall behind her, and she appears to be walking briskly down a corridor. She is looking pretty unhappy about life. Or maybe just some of the people in it.]

Has anyone else died since I died? Where is Chime? Has been stopped?

[Since Chime is the only murderer she knows about, for sure, that's obviously the one she's asking about.]
kazeninaru: Haruka kneeling with the Space Sword and her planet in the bg (Default)
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Ja. This is Haruka Tenoh. I do not know if this has anything to do with the alarms or the computer going down, but.

[She cuts off there. It's a little hard to say, given Haruka had done her best to look after the old woman since she's come here-- on the rare occasions she could find her. When she speaks again, after a pause, her voice is gruff.]

That obaa-san from the our time. The Oracle. She's dead.

We need to get together. Have a talk. Make a plan to figure out this alarm and fix whatever happened. Meet in the cargo bay where we have the table and supplies set up? At sundown?


((some replies may come from Jake English, as he's all up in this problem too :D ))
girlworthfighting: (think i have no faults)
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[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.
sailorwings: (☽ do you even see the dance you do)
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[The video starts focused on the space a few inches above Usagi's head, showing the obviously alien decor of one of the pod rooms on the ship. Someone is not quite sure how to aim the camera on her cool new communicator at the moment, but she corrects the angle a bit ham-handedly as she starts to talk. Usagi looks tired, and nervous, and she's speaking Japanese.]

Everybody? Are you getting this? I'm-- I think I'm some place pretty weird.

[She glances around. Yeah. Weird is an understatement. She lowers her arm a little, showing a wider angle: Usagi is seated, slouched, on the floor near where she emerged from her pod, with her transformation compact in her lap. She's got that 'about to cry' trembly face going on.]

And just--just when we were all back together again. Is this some kind of enemy? Could I just be having a nightmare instead?
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[personal profile] carbonell
[Maria doesn't feel comfortable with this video function on such normal technology from her world. She'd much rather be using a video function on something that either she made or something that happened to be Stark tech. Then at least the strangeness of it all would make sense to her. So instead she's decided to stick with the voice function and to simply ask for the person she wished to speak with and talk with them in person.

There's a slight echo however since she's actually sending thing from inside the 'library' as she looks up what she can about the Wasteland.]


Mister Bones McCoy. I've been told that you are the person whom I'd need to speak with in regards to certain projects that I've started working on. If you could contact me at your earliest convenience I would greatly appreciate it. My name is Maria Collins Carbonell. So long as you tell me where to come to I would be more then willing to come to you.

Miss Tenoh, I have secured information which might prove useful in our endeavor. I will explain more in person, but I believe that this should be sufficient for our needs at present. Hopefully I'll be able to secure provisions. If you would like to join me in securing said provisions I would be happy to have you along.

And finally, Sigyn dear, how much do you know of combat? I should like to know if you would be able to assist me in a small project.
kazeninaru: Haruka kneeling with the Space Sword and her planet in the bg (Default)
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[The network post opens with a not-so-great video of a distant city of blackened buildings, set in some kind of rugged desert terrain. It's not-so-great because it's being viewed through a set of lenses in a not-very-great telescope. Haruka's voice comes from off-screen.]

Found something interesting. That explosion or whatever it was looks like it was some kind of city.

[Then she pulls the phone back from the telescope to her face, with Darwin and Chime not too far off in the background, visible mostly because they're both taller than she is. Briar's around, too, but not within the camera's scope. There's also some Wasteland terrain visible. It looks like they had to get a little ways into it before they could get a clear picture on the shoddy spyglass Haruka had.]

We've already caught the Authorities flying that way, but we can't see what they're doing from here. We didn't bring supplies for crossing this mess, but I'd be happy to try coming back again if anyone wants us to get a closer look.


((Chime, Darwin, and Briar are all welcome to add their two cents to any thread in this, and if you wanna do an action thread in here, I'm cool with that too!))
kazeninaru: (save the day)
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[This time the video coming from Haruka's phone has her own face in it. She looks a little more put-together, and purposeful.]

So. There was some kind of explosion-fire-something last night. I am going to investigate. Anyone want to come with me? Dragon-guy, Darwin, I am looking at you especially, but anybody else who wants to, please come along. We might need the help!

Anyway. I want to leave later today. Tomorrow at latest. The less time I stay around this city now that I am well, the better.

[Today? She is staying away from all people, as much as possible. Yup.]

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