[The feed turns on completely on purpose, a poised, lovely woman gazing at the camera.]

If anyone is receiving this wave, I’m Inara Serra. I believe I’ve been taken hostage and I require assistance. I can provide compensation for your efforts.

If my captors can hear this, there is nothing to be gained from silence. Make your demands known, I am ( Read more... )

[Doc Scratch turns on the feed, looking only mildly disturbed. He's taken off both his suit jacket and dress shirt, a plush white torso underneath. His supsenders hang by his sides.]

Perhaps this isn't painful-- to me, that is-- but it certainly is troublesome and whatever this is, I believe it's going to burst from my back any moment now.

[ ( Read more... )

[Text]

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[Voice]

[A clipped, English voice echoes from the communicator.]

Hm? What a curious contraption. I would like to see how it works, but ah...

Oh, excuse me. It seems to be recording, isn't it? My name is Hershel Layton, though those that know me refer to me as Professor Layton.

Assuming there is anyone from my London here at all, of ( Read more... )

[The 'berry is being used expertly, for someone who has just arrived in the facility. Probably because--not only has this someone actually used one of these before, but he was in a whole bunch of minds that knew how to use them, too ( Read more... )

[Nathan's been here only a day, and has taken complete advantage of the fact that there's alcohol to be had at the town's saloon. His few weeks spent as a teetotaler (mostly) have insured that he'd definitely be overdoing it once he got the chance.Hey, look at this. I'm a fuckin' cowboy. Gotta love this hat, huh? Just gotta get the boots and I'll ( Read more... )