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[squadgoals]

If anyone has found a model space ship, or something that looks like a model, in their mailbox in the past month, please let me know!

Thanks!

video; may 31

[backsassin]

[The message is posted to the network late in the ship’s night cycle, when most of the ship is already asleep. The video feed shows Zam in their male form, face shadowed as if in the dark. His voice is uncharacteristically weary, though the anger beneath it is hard to miss.]

Aren’t you getting tired of this little game? I know you’re here. And you know who I am. [Zam’s face changes fluidly as they speak, changing between several forms before settling once again. It hasn’t mattered which face they’ve taken over the past few days. Jango always seems to find them.]

There’s no point in wasting any more time. You want to kill me, then do it. [Zam doesn’t sound afraid. Just spiteful.] It’ll be just you and me. No Jedi. No Tex. And we’ll see which one of us walks away.

Everyone else, don’t get in the way. This doesn’t involve any of you. Just stay in your rooms and… [Eyes dart towards something offscreen. Zam stares, shakes his head, and mutters the next words.] This will be over soon enough.

[The camera drops and then cuts out, but not before catching a glimpse of what seems to be a transporter in the background...]

{OOC: Flight deck log is here.}