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[serves]

Who: Cullen Rutherford
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: The Marsiva
When: Now.

[It's with some hesitance that Cullen even touches the console. He knows how it works (somehow), but he's not exactly comfortable with the concept of broadcasting. His lips are set in a thin, grim line for a few moments as he thinks of what to say.]

--Maker's breath, this is absurd.

[That just about sums up his thoughts right now.]

Comments

[serves]

[Welp he just zeroed in on something.]

Past?

[mortalcoil]

[funny how that works.]

They know everything about you. Memories. Thoughts. People.

[serves]

How?

[Who knows Cullen maybe it's the same way they got you here in the first place.]

[mortalcoil]

[yeah, about that...]

If we knew, we would be home.

[serves]

Have people ever gone home?

[mortalcoil]

They have disappeared.

Don't know where they go.

[serves]

Answers aren't readily given about those matters, I see.