A cry for help

[thespaceopera]

[a distress call has been tracked across the void, finally leading back to the source. a hulking crippled ship, teeming with hostile alien life, now lies before you.

what do you do? do you dive in or hang back? are you here to learn, play, build, or observe?

however you choose to proceed, your audience is out there somewhere, watching.]


ooc: here is a good ol' themed mingle to get you all started! and don't feel limited by the prompts and what they describe--they're just there as idea-starters, so feel free to go anywhere and do anything.

have fun!

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[he stays quiet for a moment, as he well should. something like that can't be eaten in one bite. despite all of his own his recent conclusions about himself, what Tek has just told him goes against a belief he's held onto for most of his long life.

but were it from anyone else, he would have rejected it without a second thought. he doesn't know whether it makes him feel better or worse, but he nods. he acknowledges.]

I'll try not to forget.

[he can't promise to always live that way, but he can believe it's the truth.

he waits in silence, just in case Tek has anything else to say.]

[heresyandlace]

[he doesn't have anything else to say.

nothing of consequence, anyway. he might reply with something flippant, gently shrug a bit of conversation back in the direction of the alien ship and problems at large, but it's all the small-talk versions.

he's done with the heavy subjects for now, he decides.

so, he leaves some things unsaid, and he doesn't scoot over to the closer seat like he'd been considering.]