This Is What I Come Back To

[namisan]

Who: Nami and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Bloodsport, Iskaulit, ze planet
When: 10 September

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I'm back.  I don't suppose there's any good news?

[Short and sweet.  She already caught up on all the disaster shenanigans afoot.

If you want to catch her in person at all, she'll be either:

 

a) on the Bloodsport going through the network entries and being in a generally shitty mood;
b) at the Space Bar taking inventory and catching up on business;
c) organising and purchasing new supplies planetside for the bar like nothing is wrong; or
d) taking her waver out to sea at various points, for scouting and her own peace of mind.

Or wild card me up.  Take your pick.

EDIT:

Actually, she does come back to the network the next day.  She skimmed far enough to look at the dreams, and nearly lost the reference to Eleven's post.  Sister.  Waking up.

That's a dream to do with what's going on...?]

...hey.

Who remembers the message we got from that last singing planet?

[Because there are some awfully relevant parts to it.]

Comments

[namisan]

Yeah. Little girl had a dream about it. And waking up. [She doesn't know if the two are connected-- little girls often have nightmares. But that being said, it's eerie, and coincidences in this place are rare.]

I mean-- I could theorise. The ship broadcasting that message had crashed and was defunct. And it's like the Marsiva.

So... what if the danger here is that another host-class type ship turns up to plant and dig and cull?

[And instead, it butchers. The Marsiva itself is a massively powerful ship capable of some terrifying things.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith frowned.]

But how can we find out what their movements are? The Marsiva is locked down to us now that the calibrations thing is over. Unless someone can scan for them?

Or the ship is already there, hidden somewhere, waiting to start its mission.

The other one had definitely crashed, right? Like it had flown in to start what it was assigned to do?

[The other words were slowly sinking in, though. Awaken them?]

[namisan]

[A pity this is all completely in conspiracy theory territory now, but--!!]

My comms officer is already keeping an eye out for ships maybe incoming. [As per her request.] But I don't know if that'd be enough. Space isn't... exactly something I'm really experienced with.

[tempredmental]

I guess that's the best we can do for now...

Thanks, though.

[namisan]

You're welcome, for what it's worth. [She smiles wryly.] Be nice if we had any better indication of what's going on. I bet the Atroma would know.

[But they aren't saying. This is going to make her furious in a good week.]

[tempredmental]

They might. But, yeah... I doubt they're going to share. It would ruin the suspense of their show.

[That tone? Very bitter.]

[namisan]

[She actually wonders if whatever's going to happen is directly perpetrated by the Atroma. To arrive here by slow and meandering Drift just as all hell is about to break loose is more than a little suspicious.]

Well, we already know they're psychopaths. Unless you weren't here for the whole Calibrations thing.

[tempredmental]

Oh... I saw plenty for that.

[Nope... not salty. What made you think he was salty?]

[namisan]

[IDK man there are kind of a few hints...]

Seems they're ramping up their psychopathic tendencies of late, anyway. I guess... best of luck.

[tempredmental]

Yeah... thanks. I guess.

[Keith nodded.]