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[padadin]

Who: Shiro and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: If you want, he's on the Blameless
When: Saturday evening

[Text closed to Keith - Friday night]

We've arrived to the new system. How are you feeling?

[He doesn't know about the planet bringing back the sensations of the dreams yet, but he worries.]

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[Video - Saturday evening]

[When the feed starts, an armor wearing Shiro is sitting down and taking off his helmet as the light blue lights of his suit go off.]

This is Shiro, co-captain of S.S. Blameless.

[His face is serious, and his tone of voice means business.]

Last month, certain members of the fleet had visions about the planet we were visiting and the incident that happened after. But there are certain dreams that didn't find their match there, and it seems this new system has brought those sensations back. So early today, I went down with a teammate that had those dreams to investigate. [He frowns a bit, obviously not pleased with the result.] There are some small towns, inhabited by the orange-skinned people we usually encounter. They're heavily armed, too, because of a group called the Vieziri. They're dangerous, deadly hunters that have made the locals live in constant fear.

[His hold on his helmet tightens - it's frustrating, not having his lion, being limited in what he can help with. But he continues, the natural leader in him shining through.]

I know we can't stay in our ships forever. So if you go down there, please, don't do it alone. The bigger the group, the better. Bring a weapon with you, if you aren't the powered or magical kind. The locals are willing to sell theirs, too. Keep your communicators safe and close at all times, check the GPS function that our fellow fleet members were offering some time ago. Captains, it would be wise of you to know where your crew is at all times.

[He pauses. There isn't much more he can say other than be careful. So how to end such a feed?]

If a situation like Lyuku's must happen again, I can only hope we're better prepared this time. [ #famouslastwords ]

Video;

[alwayscomeback]

Who: Sokka and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blue Fish
When: Before the current event

[Sokka looks a little older than when he last appeared on the feed. He's working on his ageing upgrades, but boy does it take its sweet time getting there. He also looks considerably tired, he hasn't been sleeping well for the past week- for a very specific reason.]

Okay. I'm just gonna make this quick. This is me, Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe, sincerely apologising publicly to Katie for doubting her dream catchers and how they work.

Is that enough? Please tell me it's enough I am really done with the weird cat dreams.

Back from the Dead

[cajunspice]

Who: Remy, Kurt, and open.
Broadcast: Yes.
Action: On the Twin Roses.
When: Backdated to 9th October.

[Several weeks after the loss of the planet, both Remy and Kurt seem fit enough to finally head back to the Twin Roses. Or at least fit enough to roll themselves out of the beds they had been left in to wake up and recover from their not-so-near death experience.]

‘nd I thought the day after Mardi Gras was bad. Merde, remind me never to be down on an explodin’ planet again, feel like ‘ve been stuck in a tumble drier filled of swamp water ‘nd set spinnin’ for two weeks on end.

Lebeau, if you don’t stop complaining I’m going to put you back on that planet. Gott, I haven’t felt this horrible since I was a child. [Kurt paused, raising a hand to shove his shoulder-length hair out of his eyes] Und my hair is in my fucking face. [He’s going to pretend that didn’t sound at all like a pathetic whine.]

Thought that kinda comes with the whole fur thing, ya know, hair in the face. [Look at him, he’s just so funny, isn’t it? Though they had to come back to reality eventually, as much fun as it was to avoid it and just muck around.] How angry ya think Kitty will be at us? Though, in my defense, I had been usin’ ya as the messenger, so ya the one who failed to tell her, not me.

[Hilarious, and Kurt is about to tell him in no minced words just how well his humor is going over when the other man mentions Kitty. What spirit Kurt has deflates, his tail drooping far enough to drag on the ground.] I doubt you’ll have any worries about her wrath once she sees me.

Ahh, [Remy reached out to pat a hand against Kurt’s shoulder, maybe a bad thing at the sudden movement didn’t help anything, making him winch before he dropped his hand again.] We’ll face her together, after all, we stuck in this together, hein? Seems only right with ya bein’ an idiot ‘nd coming back for me.

[A faint smile twitches at the corners of his mouth, even as he very carefully shakes his head.] Don't make promises, Lebeau. You might want to kill me too when this is over.

Though, [Remy started as he moved to pull out his comm, activating it so he could say the next part into it as well as saying it to Kurt. Kurt forced himself to straighten, crossing his arms over a chest that's broader than its been in years.] Guess while we at it it be good to let everyone know we’re, ya know, back alive? Which be a good thing, don’t recommend the dyin’ but glad to be brought back. I just may be spendin’ the next week or two in bed still. Donno what they do to ya while ya out, but merde if it ain’t a number on ya.

I have a few theories.

[To Kurt.] Guessin’ we ain’t really goin’ to get ‘ny sympathy over it though, considerin’ what we did.

At this point I'd settle for the mercy of a swift death. [Kurt glances toward the comm, giving a good shot of his face; lean, but noticeably younger by the better part of a decade. His hair is longer too, falling around his shoulders.] Any takers?


[Feel free to tag either of the boys, or both.]

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[samahl]

Who: Cyril Lavellan and OPEN
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Wonderduck
When: Shortly after they arrive at the new system



[Cyril has been meaning to ask this of the fleet since he had met Leilani, but his own pride had gotten in the way. However, the general mood of wariness this new system brings and the news of a violent race of people on it makes him realize it's even more important to address this. If he's put in a dangerous situation he needs to make sure he has all of the resources he can to protect others and himself.

So, when the broadcast starts now Cyril is seen from his mid chest up. The missing arm is noticeable as he's pinned up his tunic sleeve on that side. He feels very nervous, but his face is carefully crafted to be relaxed and optimistic.]

Hello friends.

I was wondering about the medical technology here when it comes to ... prosthetics. [The word is new to him, so he isn't sure about the pronunciation.] Back home, I was building artificial arms and hands out of wood and metal. I was perfecting a cross bow attachment too. When I arrived here, I had my basic pseudo-hand with me.

[He holds up the prosthetic in question. It's made of polished wood and rather well crafted, but it also doesn't allow him to grip or hold things. It's mostly to put the humans who live in Hightown at ease as he shops at the market.]

The advancements here, though. They are so incredible. There has to be some advancements in this area too - after all I doubt I'm the first person to find themselves disarmed all of the sudden. [That's a terrible joke, but this topic is so uncomfortable for him he can't help but make it.]

Is there anything that you can tell me?