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Who: Oscar Mike and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva [video]
When: 6/27

[Video]

[There's a slight crackle as the transmission begins, but it's almost immediately interrupted by a horrendous banging noise, and the screen is momentarily invaded by an out of of focus blob of colour again and again. Beyond the noise, it's possible to make out a voice that seems to be both very far away as well as muffled by something or someone.]

Hey, hey computer. Computer person, you there?

[Thankfully the banging stops after only a few moments; someone's been tapping at the camera, but has since figured out that it isn't doing anything helpful. Without the finger to focus on, the camera is finally able to come into focus, revealing a- well, someone fully decked out in regulation power armor. Someone that sounds very confused and just a little annoyed.]

Okay, cool, guess you're taking a nap or something. Not like a guy's stuck here, no clue where he is, nah go on and take your computer nap and-look get me the hell out of here.

Montana? Cap'n Galt? Galilea? [There's an exasperated noise.] Benedict? Look haha, funny. Come pick me up from where ever this is. The computer is taking a lame-ass nap or something.

(ooc: Oscar Mike is actually semiliterate, so any characters responding in text are likely to have their messages at least somewhat misinterpreted. I'm so sorry)

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Man, this stuff is probably all gonna blow up anyways. We just gotta take a new ship or something if it breaks. Not that hard. We need it more, 'cause I really don't want to get stuck in space and all that junk.

[There's a long pause as he just stares at the video feed for a moment. Thankfully the helmet means no one can see his expression.]

Look. Guns are important, okay.

I had enough ship crashes lately. Be nice not to have something blow up on me.

[Hey, anyone who's been a Stormtrooper all his life can read a condescending stare through a helmet, okay.]

Yeah, we don't see that much combat here.

Well yeah, the whole blowing up thing isn't really that much fun when you're the one getting blown up. It's like bam! pow! hi I was dead it was awesome! and get back out there. Sucks big time when it happens though.

[Look, all he wants is to make sure his precious gun is okay.]

You said this wasn't a hippie commune. Look, a guy's gun is gonna get lonely if he isn't there to take care of her.

[...Yeah, people he knows don't get up again after being blown up. Maybe it's another figure of speech?

Or maybe this guy's from a very, very different world. Probably that.]

They say we go back to our timelines at the same minute we left, so--uh, she--won't get lonely.

Wuzzat, some kinda nerd talk right there? You're losin' me.

[But--but that's already the extremely simplified version of it. Finn exhales and shakes his head, giving up for now.]

Just repeating what other people tell me.

Oh.

[Weird. This is definitely a strange place.]

So...like you said guns. Where does a guy get one of these security whatawhas so he can start shootin' things again?

Well, Atroma gave you an augment when you showed up. So once you're assigned a ship, there'll be an armory as long as you or someone else on your crew has the right augment.

Augment?? 's that a fancy word for new gun?

[The augment is usually the first thing people notice. He blinks.]

No, it's the implant they put into your neck.

Wait, you're tellin' me they took off my helmet?!

[Nevermind the invasive surgery, he's been through that. The real travesty, and the real thing that makes him nervous, is the thought of someone out there stripping him down.]

[Oddly, as a former Stormtrooper, this is something he actually gets.]

You're lucky you still have it. Lot of times they take peoples' armor away.

[That's the last thing he wants to hear.]

Uh what?! Dude, no, that's not alright on like...a really big scale of not being alright. Can't take a guy's armor, that's personal.

[That one he can empathize with a little more.]

If they didn't take it already, you're safe.

Uhhh, they still like...took part of it off for that helixaugmentwhatsit. That's not cool, y'know?

Don't you take it off to sleep? Cause you woulda been asleep when they did it.

Uhh no? Who does that?

[He actually can't remember the last time he'd willingly taken off his armor, except for in extreme private.]

Can't get caught off guard, ever.

People on ship duty who have shifts? Easy enough to put it back on if there's an alert.

Aw hell no, what if someone gets in while you're sleepin?

There were enough of us on different shifts it didn't matter.

Oh, like a group or something? I remember my group, real cool guys. Hopin' they'll show their dumb tiny heads or something around real soon. Still, better to have the armor on than not.

Yeah, a real big group.

[Finn shrugs.]

But if you're more comfortable with it on, no one stopping you.

Any of 'em make it here?

[Maybe it's a little rude to pry, but he's never been known for any sort of subtlety.]

Nah. [But by his tone, Finn's not only not broke up about it, but happy.] But I got other good friends here, so it makes up for it.

Oh, like a new crew? That's cool. You still get to do all the same stuff here then?

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