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Who: James T. Kirk
Broadcast: Network - open to all
Action: all around the SS Red Fish + SS Heron
When: Right now, and throughout the following week

NETWORK BROADCAST ▹ VIDEO;

[ Jim's staring seriously at the camera as the broadcast begins, concern visible on his features. He might be easily recognizable to most everyone on the Fleet, but as soon as he starts talking, it will become obvious that he is not the same man, or at least not having the very same memories. Not of this place, that's for sure. ]

My name is James T. Kirk. I'm... not entirely sure how I got here, but for what it's worth, I'm one of the new arrivals.

[ He presses his lips, glancing around. ] This isn't the first time I've been brought to a universe other than my own, but I was wondering if anyone else here has had a similar experience. Coming here from a place that's not your reality of origin.

[ A pause, ] Specifically, has anyone here heard of Riverview, or the Quarantine?

[ He can't help a hopeful look. A familiar face, any familiar face, will be welcome. He's looking for a specific one, admittedly, but he's not holding his breath on that one. ]

Thank you in advance.

ACTION ▹ SS RED FISH

[ Once he makes that broadcast, he'll be exploring his new location, so he knows what he's dealing with. He can be found roaming the ship, poking his head into all the nooks and corners, and possibly trying to sneak his way into off-limits locations, if there are any. Stop him getting into trouble, or help him? Or just come say hi to a not-quite-new face. ]

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[Libra nods calmly, and shuts the drawer of supplies he was sorting through.]

Of course. There's a salve I saw earlier that should be able to help.

[He moves deftly across the space and opens a different cupboard to find it.]

Are you a new passenger, or are you visiting from one of the other ships?

[ He dips his head gratefully, looking around the area while he waits for the man to find that salve. ]

That's much appreciated. [ He looks back to him at the question. ]

A new passenger. Although I have already been informed that there's another one of me on one of the ships. [ Wondering if he'll recognize the name, he introduces himself. ] Captain James T. Kirk.

And I'm Libra. [He doesn't really react to the name, just continuing to rifle through the cabinet.] Another of you, though? I wasn't aware that was something the Atroma did, although with their apparent ability to meddle with time, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised.

[Having found what he was looking for, he approaches and hands over a small tube.] This should help with that soreness; just apply a little bit a few times a day as needed, and keep it out of your eyes and mouth.

[ Jim smiles a little at that, tipping his head. There it is. ] Yes, it seems to be fond of us. We don't come from different points in time, though. I did take a detour through another reality before ending up here.

[ He accepts the tube, turning it over in his hands and studying it. ] Thanks. I should be continuing with physical therapy anyway, but this'll help.