the white noise is deafening silence

[thespaceopera]

[In the very early hours of January 20th, as the Marsiva and her captives drift nonchalantly through the depths of the universe, there is a call. Every single personal communicator and console springs to life, spitting out a stream of indecipherable static and showing only gray snow on screen. It continues like this for a few seconds longer, going black and then going staticky, and then the signal switches to the encrypted channel generally used for speaking to the Interceptors when something big goes down.

This is a little more successful. The voice may be familiar to some, at least through the static.]

Zhade here! I trust I ███ your attention? I'm having some ██▓▓ble ██tting through. Some of the ░▓██▓█ are missing. I can't ░▓▓▓ read on their loc█████ns. [A particularly long burst of static.] ███stening. I'll s█▓▓█ more inf██▓▓▓▓▓█ I get it.

Stay sharp! [There's the sound of someone actually doing the fingerguns wink noise, and then static.

Any messages sent back won't get through, and Zhade isn't there to answer.]

[ A blip of lost time passes right after those words, before every passenger mysteriously wakes alone in their own unfamiliar room. The style of decor resembles that of the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck, if any passengers should remember what that's like. It sounds and smells the same as the host ship as well, all clean and chrome.

Welcome back to the Marsiva, dear passengers. It's time for round three of calibrations. ]

[ This mingle will cover all non-calibration room interactions. Please continue to come back to it for the duration of the plot! You are, of course, free to post any other mingles/posts/etc. that you'd like. ]

Comments

[axi]

[Kaname looks over from the screen she's watching and offers a smile after she pauses it.]

Interesting at the very least. Music videos from an alternate Earth are something different.

[She angles the screen to show him what's playing.]

I do like the song.

[customplates]

[As the music starts up, he smiles.]

Hey, Bonnie Tyler! She was always great. Do they have The Smiths?

[axi]

[Forgive her, Aaron. Earth music like this is a distant relic of the past for her. She looks at him curiously.]

I'm not sure. Should I look into them?

[customplates]

Yeah! [It's really too bad this band is a lot lamer than his enthusiasm would suggest.] See if you can find a song called this Charming Man by them.

[axi]

Hm, all right. [Given a few moments, she pulls up a track, then hits play.]

This one?

[customplates]

[Aaron begins to smile as he listens.]

Yeah, that's the one. I know they're not for everybody, but I live them.

[axi]

[She nods, listening for a little bit as well.]

They're not bad, but I'm not really the best judge for older Earth music,

[customplates]

And? [He laughs.] Music's about what you like. It doesn't really matter where it's from.