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Who: Annabeth and you!
Broadcast: Video, fleet-wide.
Action: Yes! On this post or on the Vanquish mingle.
When: Today.

[the feed opens with a closeup on a pair of narrowed gray eyes. then she draws back and the whole of her face comes into view, revealing a teenage girl with curly hair and a solid glower. she's mostly ignored the network until now, but it's been days and she, apparently, isn't going anywhere. knowledge is power, and she's not going to get that by trying to ignore her situation until it goes away. besides, she's a daughter of athena and that's not how she deals with problems. if using her communicator attracts monsters, it attracts monsters; but she hasn't seen any since she's been here. it's simultaneously nice and really weird.]

You know, this place could seriously use a welcome brochure. I wouldn't say no to an orientation video, either. Like, welcome to space! Congrats on being selected for the worst reality show ever. [or so says the irritating cheery voice she keeps hearing. ugh. and there she thought being featured on hephaestus tv at the thrill ride o' love was bad.] And that's saying a lot, believe me. I want information -- whatever you know about this place, the planets you've seen, monsters you've fought, anything. Bonus points if you can tell me what I need to do to find some burgers around here.

[she can hope. she moves to stop the feed, hesitates, and then pulls back for one last thing.]

And if anyone recognizes me from camp? You'd better say hi.

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[this is better. facts, information, truths. all solid and concrete and easier to work with than the tangle of homesickness and resentment and loneliness she'd rather not focus on. she respects piper's ability to make her feelings into strength, but that's not how she works.]

How do you know there is a real audience?

We don't.

[ Blunt, but she asked for facts. Jim holds a beat of silence, then, ]

A few months ago we were all crammed onto the Marsiva; the cameras there were all fake. Not sayin' there weren't any, but the ones we could see weren't working. There's broadcasts now and then from Diamond, who's an agent of the Atroma, but never anything concrete.

[that could be disheartening, but it just makes the cogs in her mind spin faster.]

They need us, [she concludes after a pause.] They're going through a lot of trouble to bring and keep us here; something's gotta be in it for them.

Unless they're trying to annoy us to death. [she doubts it, though. there are so many easier ways to kill them all, considering how they're basically at atroma's mercy.] What do you know about the Atroma?

Not much, unfortunately. They claim to have brought us here, and we think they're aliens, but everything around is familiar to most of us here, and we're largely a human population.

Honestly I ain't sure this isn't being recorded, but nobody's got on my case about it.

If they have a problem with anything I say, they can say it to my face. I don't care.

[it's a good point that the atroma or whoever might be listening in, but annabeth can't bring herself to worry too much right now (no matter how much time she spends scolding percy for his recklessness).]

Someone told me the fleet got attacked more than four months ago. Were you around for that?

I was. Nobody was badly hurt, none of the ships took serious damage. The instruments and comms were all haywire. They had superior firepower -- so they went really trying to hurt us.

That doesn't make any sense. [frustrated.] Did they even tell you who they were?

Nothing. No threats or demands. Just came outta nowhere, shot at us, and disappeared.

A warning? [though a pretty cryptic one, considering.] Unless this really is about ratings...ugh, I don't know.

[ A soft heh. ]

All we know for sure is we're being lied to.

Great. [she hesitates.] I don't think I thanked you for answering my questions.

[she definitely didn't, but this is what he's getting.]

It's no trouble.

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