⇝ 001; video then text

[madrush]

[There's one thing about the MIDs that Tommy can't stand and that's how they're strapped to his hand. Nobody, nobody, can take a good video unless they can extend their hands all the way out and bend them up at angles that aren't natural. Otherwise, the screens too close and tilted wrong. He tries to send a video first, and it's a messy shot of his face before he gives up and sends a text.]

A couple things. Would someone tell me why anyone thought being on a space ship is a good idea? There's nowhere to run.

[Which is the most important thing, obviously.]

Second, I'm looking for some recruits to form a team. Not just anybody. Anyone that's different and wants to stand up to the bad guys. If you're interested, let me know. Thanks.

[Oh yeah.]

I'll be in the cargo bay if you want to meet in person. White hair, ask for Speed.

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[desperate_times]

The 'bad guys'? Really?

What 'bad guys' are you talking about? The galactic space mob? What do you think we've been doing all this time? Fighting our way to our destination.

[madrush]

Oh, hi. I go by Speed, but you can call me Tommy.

I don't know. Any bad guys that come our way. It's better to be prepared.

[desperate_times]

I thought this ship had people assigned to security.

[madrush]

They probably do. But do you trust them to keep you safe?

[desperate_times]

Should I trust you to keep me safe?

[madrush]

Yeah, you should. I've been doing this for years.

[desperate_times]

How many years, exactly?

[madrush]

Long enough.

[desperate_times]

I guess we'll see.