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Who: a tiny
Broadcast: voice
Action: on the pathstone!
When: 9/16

[the voice that comes through the feed sounds young and very frightened. she trips over her words and stutters, nervous, speaking very quickly. she's wandering a corridor on the pathstone, pacing rapidly after leaving the room she woke up in, and the sound of her hurried footsteps can be heard in the background.]

Hello? I-I'm sorry. I know I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. But I think I'm lost... Um, really lost. I don't remember how I got here at all, and I tried my dad's phone number but it isn't working.

[a pause. breathing in, breathing out. it doesn't make her sound more calm.]

I don't really know who I'm talking to, but if you can help me get home - I'm really scared. Um, my name is Natalie, I...

[she trails off, and there's a pause as she walks past a window for the first time, looks out into the vast array of stars and blackness out there.]

No way—

[she fumbles with the communicator for a moment, panicked, before the feed abruptly stops.

ooc: natalie/opal is being affected by an age down augment glitch! she'll be younger for about a week.]

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Because someone thought it would be entertaining. I shouldn't worry. You probably won't be here for long.

[Assuming this is THAT Natalie and it's her augment playing up. If she's a completely different Natalie, he'll just pawn her off on someone else. Everyone wins. ]

I won't be here long? Is someone coming to take me home?

...Yeah, sure, if you like.

[He should probably feel more guilty about lying to her. But he'd rather deal with a screaming child later, rather than now.]

Okay... How do I let them know where I am? Dad's phone number isn't working.

It's okay, they'll just know. Like magic. It'll take a little while to get to them, though.

...You want to eat something?

[You're supposed to feed kids, right? ]

Okay... I'll wait, then.

[a pause]

I am a little hungry. Um, is there a kitchen here?

Yeah there is.

[He starts off towards the Pathstone's crappy-ass kitchen.]

...Come on, I'll make you a cube of something.

Edited 2016-09-21 23:07 (UTC)

[she follows after him, speaking up again after a moment]

What do you mean, cube?

That's what our food is in. Cube form. Here, anyway.

[He gives a shrug. ]

I guess if you want some real food, you can always come to the bar. Dezel will make you something.

I-I'm not old enough to go to one of those, sir.

Well, it's my bar, and I decide how old people are allowed to be when they go in. And I say you're allowed in.

Are you sure I won't get in trouble?

[He flashes her a grin, crossing his finger over his chest. ]

Cross my heart.

[a smile in return]

Okay. Then, um, we can go.

Excellent, it's just this way. To a shuttle, then off we go.

[He can give her to one of his staff, it'll be fine. ]

A shuttle? What's that?

It's like a car. But for space.

[A+ descriptions from A.J Crowley esq. ]