MAYDAY MAYDAY MAYDAY

[revenancenpcs]

[The transmission opens up with a burst of static. The screen seems as if it’s trying to work, but all that’s visible is snow. After a moment, the screen blips and clears a bit. FILSS’s logo appears on the screen, but the picture is fuzzy and lines run across the screen.]

-day. Mayday. Mayday. Calling anyone within range. RT-636 Frigate-

[The sound and picture briefly cut out.]

-power levels dropping-

[Static.]

-last known position on a heading to-

[The message dissolves into static again.]


[OOC NOTE: FILSS will not be responding to anything here.]

Comments

[brodakota]

We still don't really know what we're up against, so anything we can throw at it works.

But it is a high risk mission. The life support systems are on the fritz and could very likely go out during the fight. So unless you have a way of making sure you can protect yourself, I can't say I'd recommend it.

[While North's been here long enough to learn not to underestimate magic kids, he's still reluctant to involve civilians.]

[blitz_of_gold]

[Fate puts on her best serious face- in all likely hood shes been in more sticky situations as an Enforcer then the kind sounding man. Plus it would be good to be on a military vessel again!]

Even the most basic barrier jacket provides it's own atmosphere, plus NB and extreme temperature protection.

[she grins}

And Bardiche is anything but basic! Isn't that right?

[Her magictech axe glows and talks.]

Yes Sir!

[brodakota]

[You know, at some point North should have come to expect talking weapons. He refrains from commenting though.]

I'll take your word for it. We'll be gathering on the bridge.

[blitz_of_gold]

Roger! I promise to do my best to help protect your home!

[brodakota]

Thank you.