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This will not be a gentle network post and I will not expect gentility in return. I've uncovered something I thought you will like to know and have decided to share with you ... Are you paying attention, friends?
I was the direct catalyst in the decimation of Oros, a part of Beta Team on the relic retrieval mission given to us by flight deck crew member Lt. James. Single-handedly, I deactivated the planet's defence grid, resulting in the thermonuclear holocaust that wiped out countless species, as well as endangered the future of the Trilk and Fek refugees onboard this battleship ... Let me make myself clear: What this means to you, or the liaisons put in charge of these aliens, means nothing to me. If you want to whine about semantics, try contacting the ones who sent us down to Oros blind ... Ask them why they decided to give me a present for that job well done ...
There is something happening on the ISC Eluvio and if haven't recognized this after the gory warnings we've been given, you're all fools and I was right not to trust you with this information until now
Listen very carefully -.
I was left a puzzle box upon my return to HQ, it was sitting in my room. Heavily encrypted, meant for the hacker who took down the relic's arrays on Oros. Took all of my skill to uncover coordinates that led me to a data chip hidden inside of a fork dispenser that some of you assisted me in retrieving ... Which led me to another hidden inside of a fighter craft in the hangar bay. These data chips, also encrypted by technology and code I have never seen before, each contained a video featuring a man named Chris ...
The first video outlined the location of the second chip. He was distressed and it was urgent .
The second video was him again, injured, scared, pissed. The recording told me that he made a mistake, that "we thought we were helping them". Two coworkers he confirmed as dead on this video, saying that they're all being hunted and this no doubt applies to us as a whole ... It cut to another time, he said "it wasn't a distress call, it was a trap, they needed us to come, they're a part of it" and something about an "it" killing us all .
A huge, black mass silenced him, then, but I caught nothing of what it really looked like up close -
I am trying to describe this as best I can to you people who did not see it, but directly after the video went dark ... A text appeared like in some cheesy horror movie like the Ring. If I submitted this info to a couple of local movie producers on Bajikan, they'd laugh me out of the district. You feel me?
- "It's too late, I'm already here" is what the message to me said
You understand where this is going without me needing to hold your hands ... You probably didn't enjoy reading all of this and I didn't enjoy typing it because to be a harbinger is a pain in my ass, but this is my gift to you friends. For all of the people who were doubtful of the sanctity of this ship like me, this is our proof - you can take my word as truth or consider this post a liar's attempt to pin blame on others for the mistakes she's knowingly made. This does not concern me ... You have no words that can beat me down better than my own, I recommend you do not try or make an enemy of a teammate .
If you encrypt replies or respond anonymously to this message, I will find out who you are and I will know what you are discussing ... Keep this in mind, as we eventually move away from the "safety" of Bajikan. Sleep tight Eluvio
I was the direct catalyst in the decimation of Oros, a part of Beta Team on the relic retrieval mission given to us by flight deck crew member Lt. James. Single-handedly, I deactivated the planet's defence grid, resulting in the thermonuclear holocaust that wiped out countless species, as well as endangered the future of the Trilk and Fek refugees onboard this battleship ... Let me make myself clear: What this means to you, or the liaisons put in charge of these aliens, means nothing to me. If you want to whine about semantics, try contacting the ones who sent us down to Oros blind ... Ask them why they decided to give me a present for that job well done ...
There is something happening on the ISC Eluvio and if haven't recognized this after the gory warnings we've been given, you're all fools and I was right not to trust you with this information until now
Listen very carefully -.
I was left a puzzle box upon my return to HQ, it was sitting in my room. Heavily encrypted, meant for the hacker who took down the relic's arrays on Oros. Took all of my skill to uncover coordinates that led me to a data chip hidden inside of a fork dispenser that some of you assisted me in retrieving ... Which led me to another hidden inside of a fighter craft in the hangar bay. These data chips, also encrypted by technology and code I have never seen before, each contained a video featuring a man named Chris ...
The first video outlined the location of the second chip. He was distressed and it was urgent .
The second video was him again, injured, scared, pissed. The recording told me that he made a mistake, that "we thought we were helping them". Two coworkers he confirmed as dead on this video, saying that they're all being hunted and this no doubt applies to us as a whole ... It cut to another time, he said "it wasn't a distress call, it was a trap, they needed us to come, they're a part of it" and something about an "it" killing us all .
A huge, black mass silenced him, then, but I caught nothing of what it really looked like up close -
I am trying to describe this as best I can to you people who did not see it, but directly after the video went dark ... A text appeared like in some cheesy horror movie like the Ring. If I submitted this info to a couple of local movie producers on Bajikan, they'd laugh me out of the district. You feel me?
- "It's too late, I'm already here" is what the message to me said
You understand where this is going without me needing to hold your hands ... You probably didn't enjoy reading all of this and I didn't enjoy typing it because to be a harbinger is a pain in my ass, but this is my gift to you friends. For all of the people who were doubtful of the sanctity of this ship like me, this is our proof - you can take my word as truth or consider this post a liar's attempt to pin blame on others for the mistakes she's knowingly made. This does not concern me ... You have no words that can beat me down better than my own, I recommend you do not try or make an enemy of a teammate .
If you encrypt replies or respond anonymously to this message, I will find out who you are and I will know what you are discussing ... Keep this in mind, as we eventually move away from the "safety" of Bajikan. Sleep tight Eluvio
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It's not like they'll blow up the only vessel keeping them alive .
(rising from her desk, flicking away holo-screens as she makes her way to her bunk's door.)
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[ Let's not discuss how she's figured out where you're staying, Sombra. Re-L is generally not the type to creep up on people, but when she realized that she didn't even know where Sombra had based herself from? It was a problem that needed to be addressed.
She arrives within two minutes of her last text, giving a short, curt few knocks. ]
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the door wastes no time in sliding open, sombra waiting in the threshold.)
Hola, don't punch me. I just put all this makeup on.
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I'm not wasting a fresh manicure on punching you. [ Her eyes narrow slightly at even the implication, it's not like she's a barbarian or something here, Sombra. On top of that there's really no skin off of her nose about it other than the fact that aliens are on their ship with a clear intent to murder - how people found out and the rest was simply a detail. One she probably would've handled differently, but...
Once again, she's from an odd world where everything would've been announced in such a calm manner hardly anyone would think to panic.
A moment, then - ]
You going to let me in or are we talking in the hallway?
[ Formalities! ]
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a wave to beckon her in, turning to head deeper into the room.)
Is this really so private that we can't let our stellar teammates eavesdrop?
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I wouldn't breathe the fact that I trusted this entire ship even if it was forced out of me. [ Though she's sure the other woman knows Re-L's lack of trust in the crew and other people in general. She manages to keep her gab shut until the door is fully closed at least, making sure it's tight and, even then, keeping her voice low so as not to be over heard by any passers-by.
She's too used to this kind of thing to be too loud or too obvious about what they're discussing.
Espionage! ]
I believe we need to think of some kind of contingency. Turning this entire ship in to a battle zone tracking down Trilk and Fek may not be as productive as we might hope. Of course, I don't know what your plan of attack was either, so elaborate if you're keen to.
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(simply stated, dropping herself onto her bed with a too-casual flop back.)
I have a plan and that's watching other people formulate their own. I'm an information gatherer, not a strategist. So, no, I've got nothing concrete decided for the near future, but considering the messages were aimed at me, I'm going to assume I'm a target and continue to lie low. (a reach up, flapping her hand in the air.) Not the first time, won't be the last.
(and the hand falls heavily to her sheets, as though bored.)
If it was something so cut and dry as a witch hunt for those alien sons of bitches, then I would've already gone to seek them out with a skilled team. That's, obviously, not what I'm doing — what do you think?