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[housepartyprotocol]

Who: Tony Stark and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Still on The Marsiva
When: Now

[ The video feed crackles to life, and on the screen is a man looking equal parts composed and annoyed. He settles into the frame and smiles wryly.]

I'm not going to waste time here asking where we are, since I'd like to think we can all recognize space, but fair warning: you've got about [ he looks at his watch ] 2 minutes before I start taking this place apart. Not a threat, just making you aware that without a pretty impressive explanation, I will cannibalize your lovely and expensive ship and fly myself home.

[ He smiles briefly and with no humor before sitting back in his chair and tapping his watch. ]

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[reconstitution]

You wouldn't be the first to try and take the ship apart. You could try. No one leaves until they want us to.

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[takeabow]

[ a girl pops up on the screen, curious ]

You can do that? I'd like to see you try. And I mean that. It would be pretty cool to watch.

[video]

[evildetector]

Big words, impatient man. Uh - welcome, by the way. None of these ships belong to any of us.

[housepartyprotocol]

Is that so? I could always throw a fit and hit it with a hammer. It can't be indestructible.

[housepartyprotocol]

[ He shrugs. ]

Why would I not be able to do that? With a sledgehammer and some anger you can take apart pretty much anything. And that's bordering on 'last resort'.

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[housepartyprotocol]

Good, then no one will care if I ruin one.

[takeabow]

Well, the vast expanse of space, for one.

[video]

[evildetector]

Yikes.

[ stiles twists and sits up from where he'd been reclining in bed, yawning into his elbow. it's clear that he's pretty fresh from a nap, here. ]

Can you maybe hop a shuttle solo before you try to tear anything apart? 'Cause I'm really not super interested in getting sucked through some hole-in-the-wall-vacuum to space.

[reconstitution]

As I said, you could try. There probably aren't many to try and stop you on the Marsiva, now.

[housepartyprotocol]

No one, actually. Very hospitable letting someone wake up alone in the infinite vastness of space.

[housepartyprotocol]

No one is planning to put a hammer through the hull.

[ He shifts in his seat. ]

So, what is this place anyway? Space jail? Social experiment? Waking nightmare?

[housepartyprotocol]

[ Rolling his eyes. ]

I think there are a few layers of electronics and machinery between us and space. No one is planning to burrow through the wall.

[takeabow]

Yes? All of those? Everyone you're going to meet is probably in the same position you are.

[housepartyprotocol]

That's marginally comforting. And what position would that be exactly?

[takeabow]

Star of an intergalactic reality tv show that you were kidnapped into.

[housepartyprotocol]

[ Looks at her flatly. ]

I honestly don't know if that's sarcasm.

[reconstitution]

You'll be assigned a different shortly. The rest of us are on the smaller ships.

[takeabow]

I wish it were. But no, it's true. If you haven't gotten the information uploaded to your brain, I'm sure you will soon.

[housepartyprotocol]

And who is 'us' exactly?

[housepartyprotocol]

[ Narrower eyes. Still unsure of bullshit level. Just looking at her. ]

[takeabow]

[ do you need something ]

[housepartyprotocol]

[ Staaaare. ]

Have they been uploading into your brain?

[takeabow]

Check the back of your neck? Think really hard about information you just know?

[housepartyprotocol]

[ Reaches around and finds it, touching it gingerly. Makes a point of staying calm. ]

There's a lot of information I 'just know'. Gonna need something a little more specific.

[ Can't stop touching the hardware on his neck though... which eventually agitates him. ]

Who the hell did this?

[takeabow]

I wish I had better answers for you, but it's hard to tell.