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[thesecutethings]

Who: Lizzie and you!
Broadcast: Open completely.
Action: On the SS Bluefish.
When: Now. c:

[ The good thing of about being young and curious is that, despite being from before electronics, once she's figured out the communicator, Lizzie pretty much has it down. So, thankfully, no one gets stuck staring at an eyeball on the network today. Nope, it's just Lizzie in a drab uniform instead of her usual pink and frilly finery and yet still looking like sunshine glorified as usual. For a new arrival, she's in a strangely good mood. ]

I beg pardon that it took me this long to introduce myself! This place has simply been such a change... I do hope everyone can forgive my rudeness.

[ Right, right. composing herself like the lady she is. ]

My name is Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Midford, daughter of the leader of the British Knights!

Ah, of course, introducing myself isn't the only reason I'm doing this. You see...It seems I've found myself stuck wearing gentleman's trousers. It's quite unbecoming for a lady... I was hoping someone would be able to assist me in finding more proper clothing. These trousers aren't cute or ladylike at all... What would Ciel say if he saw this, oh my...

And oh, can you believe that we're truly in space? What a dream... If only I could walk among the stars with my darling fiance...

Another new captain

[crow_dad]

Who: Kogarasumaru and YOU
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Caprine
When: Today!

Broadcast

[Kogarasumaru is sitting in the garden of the Caprine. On his shoulder rests a beautiful bird who currently happens to be asleep and burrowed into that wing hair of its owner.

The owner who smiles at the screen now.]

It would seem that we have had quite a few changes after returning to our ships. Some new arrivals and some loses as well.

[He looks to the bird and gently strokes its head.]

Sadly, Baku has departed. In her place, as captain of the Caprine, you will find myself. I am also the caretaker of the fox park and dojo here. I will be continuing my sword lessons now that we have returned. Should you require answers to questions, this father is named Kogarasumaru.

[He will nod and leave that there. Anyone living on or visiting the Caprine is welcome to come visit him.]

Red Fish Mingle!

[postocular]

Who: Red Fish Crew & You!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Red Fish
When: March

Time to get your post-Calibration mingling on!

tourist mingle (visitors welcome)

[universal_charm]

Who: The Folk of the Tourist + All You Funky People
Broadcast: No
Action: The Tourist
When: March 2019

<sub>[ Welcome home everyone! The Tourist is still her tiny, lovely maze-like self. The slugs are still alive and the coffee maker is still ornery, though working, and everything looks to be in place. Though their roster has changed. Their resident Russian has taken flight to another ship, but they've gained another red head in his place and a new first mate with pointy ears. So it all works out.

Let's try and get back to business as usual shall we? ]</sub>

to get a dream of life again

[ginger_firebird]

Who: Mantis and You

Broadcast: Yes

Action: Bishop

When: Today
 

No more calibrations. No more Interceptors. No more of the run-around trying to get back to the Bishop and some sense of normalcy in the Fleet. Mantis can almost feel secure in his position in life. He’s holed up on the bridge of the ship, enjoying the view of not the damned Marisiva for once. Damn that calibration room and damn his memories. He’s not supposed to be sensitive and laid bare like that. Mantis is muttering to himself from his position, which isn’t any particular chair, but rather the open air where he can look over his Foxhound trench coat and be satisfied that it is in immaculate condition.
 

Somewhere in the middle of it, he lets the broadcast feed start and waves at the camera. “I’m glad to be able to stretch my legs again. The more I learn about who actually controls part of this Fleet, the less I can honestly be sure of. Conspiracies and overarching plots to the scale of global domination were never my thing. I left that kind of thing to people like Revolver Ocelot.”
 

He lets the jacket float above his head and turns with it mid-air to see it from all angles. “Some things never change.” A little laugh echoes under his mask. “This jacket is part of who I am. The great Psy…cho…” The little turns he and the jacket make in the air of the bridge slow with his speech. His breath is loud in the sudden silence.
 

He drops out of the air with the jacket, the communicator showing him landing with limbs akimbo before clattering to the floor. The device lands on his crumpled jacket, showing a bit of Mantis laying on the floor. There’s a good minute and a half of Mantis simply laying prone on the floor before his shoulder twitches. Then his arm. His breathing becomes louder and more ragged and he lets out a scream: angry and frightened and his body jerks as he sits up suddenly. Some burst of energy sends the jacket and communicator skidding away and the feed settles to show more of him.
 

Mantis is backed up against one of the chairs. His hands clutch at his chest as he hyperventilates. A name slowly starts slipping in between the breaths until he starts whispering, “Ocelot. Ocelot. Ocelot…”
 

[[OOC: Canon update time! He is now brought up to speed to the end of MGS4.]]