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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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Pretty much, yeah... which is kind of worrying in and of itself.

[Because, it meant that there likely was no actual show, and that was all a farce and coverup for something else... and Keith definitely didn't like that idea.]

I'd say very much so, yes. The show might not even be real to begin with. Which begs the question as to where our paychecks come from, and what exactly are we being paid for.

[ Jim didn't like that thought either, but he was going to keep asking those questions, and trying to figure out what the hell was going on here. ]

Exactly.

[Keith didn't like it, either.]

We're still digging, and trying to share information with each other. After all, we're all stuck here together. It would be dumb not to help each other out, right?

Yes, it would. Incredibly so. It's enough we've ended up stuck here one way or the other, isolating ourselves is definitely not the way to go. We gotta stick together.

[ He smiled, nodding at Keith. ]

I'll keep you in mind. If I dig up any interesting information. Not sure I'll find much that you guys don't already know, considering how long you've all been here, but that won't stop me from trying.

Check out the lecture hall on the Iskaulit. There's some records in there that we've been keeping for a while. You can see how much we've gotten so far.

[If Kirk were to go investigate, he'd find a loose panel under one of the seats in the back row that had written notes about things they'd experienced so far in there.]

[ Jim nodded, his head tipping down slightly. ]

I will, absolutely. Thanks for the suggestion.

[ Jim was very much the kind to poke and prod at every nook and cranny, so he was very likely to find those notes. They'd make for a very interesting read, no doubt. ]

[Keith nodded.]

Glad to help.

If you need anything else, just let me know.