Chekov, Pavel Andreievich (
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Who: Pavel Chekov
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: For the crew of the SS Wonderduck (and video for everyone else)
When: Now
[Chekov wishes he could be surprised or, at the very least, unsettled when he wakes up in a foreign place, but there's a point at which this sort of thing becomes a fairly routine--if always unpleasant--occurrence. Losing people is never easy, no matter the universe, no matter the number of times it happens.
But taking stock of the situation and establishing who is here has to come before mourning those who were left behind in MarinaNova. To that end, Chekov, somewhat familiarized with his new home and in clothes that are slightly more dignified than the pajamas that he initially woke up in on the Marsiva, begins a broadcast. Are you listening to this in Standard/English/Common? If so, enjoy the ridiculously thick Russian accent.]
This is Lieutenant Pavel Andreievich Chekov of the Federation starship Enterprise. If you have met me already or if you are affiliated with Starfleet, please respond to this message. [He smiles even though he's in no real mood to be cheerful.] I would also be happy with replies from you if we're strangers.
Thank you for your time.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: For the crew of the SS Wonderduck (and video for everyone else)
When: Now
[Chekov wishes he could be surprised or, at the very least, unsettled when he wakes up in a foreign place, but there's a point at which this sort of thing becomes a fairly routine--if always unpleasant--occurrence. Losing people is never easy, no matter the universe, no matter the number of times it happens.
But taking stock of the situation and establishing who is here has to come before mourning those who were left behind in MarinaNova. To that end, Chekov, somewhat familiarized with his new home and in clothes that are slightly more dignified than the pajamas that he initially woke up in on the Marsiva, begins a broadcast. Are you listening to this in Standard/English/Common? If so, enjoy the ridiculously thick Russian accent.]
This is Lieutenant Pavel Andreievich Chekov of the Federation starship Enterprise. If you have met me already or if you are affiliated with Starfleet, please respond to this message. [He smiles even though he's in no real mood to be cheerful.] I would also be happy with replies from you if we're strangers.
Thank you for your time.
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Not that I thought you were like this! You seem very honorable.
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It can happen. But I have been adjusting my usual approach. This is not the first time I have been taken to an unfamiliar place and forced to deal with so many humans.
[Or other weaker, assorted species.]
But be assured it will be very obvious if I reach such a point.
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I'm sorry that you keep being brought to these places. It would be hard, I imagine, living where there are few... Tetramands? That's what your people call themselves?
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The only real difficulty is usually in the accommodations. At least whatever this place did made it possible to move around. Those responsible for my last abduction did nothing, and expected me to live in a home made for you humans.
[And there is a very pronounced size difference between humans and Tetramands, Chekov. She's on the small side and at her full height, and even then she's still half a Kirk taller than most of you.]
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That was thoughtful of the Atroma--more thoughtful than I might expect mysterious abductors with questionable taste in entertainment to be, generally.
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I have not met these Atroma, but the last being responsible for placing me in this situation was a Pugnivore. A being who feeds on the conflict and misfortune of others.
I've seen nothing to suggest these Atroma are any different.
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Beings who feed on the conflict and misfortune of others... yes, that sounds like the other beings who have overseen the other prisons I know of. At least there's an element of consistency?