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[snakeharmer]

Who: Indiana Jones and cool people
Broadcast: Fleet-wide, from inside the Marsiva.
Action: Any other newcomers on the big'un
When: Now.

[Thanks to his prior conversation with one Peggy Carter, Indiana has at least a slight grasp on the situation. Now that he does, there's nothing for it but to make contact with his fellow 'passengers'. After all, there might be some slim chance he'll encounter someone he knows. Failing that, answers will do just as well.]

I've seen a lot of spooky and strange things in my time, but a fleet drifting through space is a first. [Though he's reminded of that 'job' in Roswell only a few months ago. Hardly a pleasant memory.] My name is Indiana Jones, I'm a Professor of Archaeology -- not that there's much call for it up here. I'll take any volunteers eager to fill me in on the situation.

[He stares at the communicator a bit longer, scratches at his stubbled chin, and decides to ask the inevitable.]

Just tell me it's not the Soviets. [Because dammit, he's retired from the spy business.]

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[snakeharmer]

I've had a look out the viewing bay already. It's hard arguing with my own eyes.

[And he had just been dealing with some interdimensional alien-god-monster being previous to this. This departure from reality is perhaps only a natural evolution.]

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[tothefly]

Guess that's fair, though if they can plant a data chip in your brain, I'm sure it's not that much of a stretch to make us only think we're seeing space. But that's the kind of thinking that leads to psychotic breaks, so you can imagine how popular it's not.

Either way, you get used to it after a while. Mostly.


[[I know this is super late, I apologize. If you want to drop the thread that's totally understandable!]]