video, December 3, evening

[hellsbel]

[A sharp, knowing, bare-cheeked face appears on the monitor, framed with soft brown hair. The voice that comes through is a bright alto in a broad Betan accent, heavy on the flat rs, indistinguishable as to gender. (And quite different from, say, that group of space Russians two rooms over.)]

Hello, Moira! Bel Thorne here, arrived the other day with the rest of the new people, fresh from the Wormhole Nexus. I'm told we're a captive crew and there's no way out but forward, so I look forward to meeting you all as we bring our ship home. I'm also the new Interrogation Tech, so you'll probably see me patrolling the ship, trying to figure out what the hell that's supposed to mean.

[a more serious look, the voice now clipped and on point]

Meantime, I have some experience in deep-space survival situations. Since our captains are apparently inaccessible, no doubt for some very important reason, I'm going to assume they'd prefer us to live through this, and have for all your consideration a couple of suggestions. You'll find them in the attached text packet. This shouldn't be so hard to get through if we can all keep each others' welfare in mind.

[Pause; then an ironic smirk.]

If you're wondering whether I'm a woman or a man, the answer is "yes." We'll surely all learn more about one another as we get better acquainted.

Oh, and if the word "Dendarii" means anything to you, get in touch.


( Attached text packet )

[Dating this to December 3 since the event is already started but Bel's still meeting people. edit: and if you're on Nomo Deck, you may get a knock on your door as Bel tries to figure out who knows the ship and/or needs to make room arrangements.]]

( text )

[hyperkinesia]

[ There's more than one reason why Bruce chooses text over audio or video, but right now, the main one is because he wants to avoid any confrontations. There's still a good chance they might come, if people recognize him by name alone, but this way he keeps a certain amount of distance. ]

Hi. This is Bruce Banner. Given the current state of the ship, I've been trying to think of ways to cope with the cold that seems to have settled pretty much everywhere. I don't know nearly enough to suggest how to fix it, besides it doesn't seem like there's much anyone could do in that regard - but we can still try to help each other through this.

My suggestion would be to find one single space, large enough for the whole crew, but still not so large that the cold disperses too much. Preferably somewhere that's dry - so no pool or mess hall, for instance. We should all move there temporarily, take as many clothes, blankets and pillows as we can, and settle in together. It'll help us all keep warm a little better, I think. Not to mention we might avoid life support going down on places at random, if we can get the captains to focus most of whatever energy there is in maintaining the environment in one room.

[ AND because he's sure some people will know him by name... ]

By the way, in case you're wondering: yes, I'm that Bruce Banner. Ask your questions, if you have any.

Otherwise, feel free to suggest some places for us to settle in.