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[halfblinded]

Who: Hakkai and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Now!

[Hakkai rises back to consciousness very slowly, with a sense of dread whose source he can't immediately identify. He's cold, all the way down to his bones...but that's not surprising, he remembers, considering where they last were.

His eyes fly open, and he sits up in alarm. Although the fight was over, they were definitely not out of danger yet, wounded and in the open with no shelter. He hadn't thought he'd been so drained from healing Sanzo as to lose consciousness...

...but the surroundings that meet his eyes are definitely not a remote mountainside, and perhaps even more surprisingly, nothing hurts. Did someone find them? How long has he been asleep?

There doesn't seem to be anyone around, but he calls out anyway, a little hesitantly.]

...Is anyone there?

[No helpful villagers - or creepy scientists, as seems a little more likely in this kind of setting - make an immediate appearance, and he's fully healed and recovered from the chi drain of...whenever he was last conscious, so he gets up to look around.]

What sort of place is this...?

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[reconstitution]

You're on the Marsiva. It's part of a fleet of ships. You're not home, or anywhere near it as far as we can tell.

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[halfblinded]

[ After he's found the communicator, of course. ]

A ship? [ He's about to comment on the lack of rocking, but the implant-knowledge kicks in. ] ...I assume you mean a spaceship and not an ocean-going vessel. Do you happen to know why I know what a spaceship is?

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[reconstitution]

Your augment. The little bump behind your ear. The Atroma upload information to it.

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[halfblinded]

[ A quick touch of fingers finds it, with a frisson of pure dread running down Hakkai's spine. There are consequences to mixing technology and youryoku...but he can't feel any kind of aura from the thing at all, and he seems to be in his right mind still. Surely Sanzo would have said something. ]

I've found it. How generous of our hosts to ensure we're up to date on our surroundings.

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[reconstitution]

Sometimes, yes. They've been silent for the past month. Don't trust what they have to say.

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[halfblinded]

You mean the people who kidnapped us might not have our best interests at heart? How shocking.

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[reconstitution]

They seem to think that they do. They're too pleasant to talk to. They are convincing liars.

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[halfblinded]

[ That might earn him more snark, save for the last bit. Hakkai's dealt with enough convincing liars lately to know how dangerous they can be. ]

Then I appreciate the warning.

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[reconstitution]

Sure thing.