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[mortalcoil]

Who: The new weirdo on the Marsiva
Broadcast: Network-- fleet-wide
Action: Aboard the Marisva!
When: Oct. 22, nighttime

→ [network - audio, then video, and then text]

[at first, there's just the sound of someone fiddling with the buttons on some network station. technology is difficult, okay.

then, the camera turns on, and everyone watching will be treated to the sight of a raggedy, scarred-up teenager blinking in surprise at the screen. or... maybe it's not technically considered blinking, because he only has one eye.

he frowns hard when he realizes that he's turned the video on. that's not what he was aiming for. a second later, the video cuts off... and several seconds after that, a text transmission is sent out.]

hello.


→ [action - aboard the Marsiva]

[for anyone awake this late on the Marsiva--or awoken by the sound of someone angrily messing around with the buttons at a nearby network station--they can find this guy failing at technology.

I'm sure he's very friendly. you should say hi.]

Comments

[mortalcoil]

[he has so many questions, and her face was a skull, and he's so upset... but texting is kind of majorly slowing everything down. he'll have to tackle one small thing at a time.]

yes

[amarant]

Are you aware of where you are?

[mortalcoil]

[it takes him another delay to answer]

outer space

[amarant]

Yes. It may not be easy, but you should be fine.

[ She's a bit slow, too-- constantly checking over what she types. ]

[mortalcoil]

[he's got a whole host of thoughts on that one, but sharing them is another story]

who are you

[amarant]

My name is Emblica.

[ That's a good answer, right? ]

[mortalcoil]

where

[better than his answer, anyway]

[amarant]

The Pathstone.