[ TEXT ] in which cambridge makes a polite enquiry about her location

[mindsext]

[ Hello, fellow crewmembers. If your device wasn’t on before IT CERTAINLY IS NOW! Cambridge - still nursing the mental wound of her power being so rudely culled and currently feeling obnoxiously disorientated - technopathically shoves a text transmission your way: ]

if somebody doesn't tell me exactly where the fuck I am then I am airlocking the

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[force_killer]

[What even.]

Threatening the other people that just woke up will definitely get you every single answer you could hope for.

And if you're that good of a Slicer, couldn't you get the answer from the ship?

[ text ]

[mindsext]

[ slicer? That had better not be some kind of insult. ]

what did you just call me.

[ audio ]

[force_killer]

A Slicer. You slice computer systems to get them to do what you want.

[This is completely common slang for him.]

[ switchin' to audio, aw yeah ]

[mindsext]

[ A pause. Slicer. She supposes it isn't as bad as she initially thought. ]

Perhaps I just know how to send a damn good email.

[ welcome to the audiopool, the water's great ]

[force_killer]

Pretty sure that e-mails wouldn't be able to open up airlocks.

[Whatever emails are...]

[mindsext]

I did say they were good.

[force_killer]

Are they good enough to hijack a system you might not be familiar with in the least, locate the protocols for the airlocks, and alter the coding to where they'll open?

[mindsext]

Perhaps. [ but even she doesn't sound so sure. ] I'm waiting to see if the people in charge of this little operation fancy me finding out.

[force_killer]

[Force knows he couldn't, but he's not the best with computers in the first place.] Whoever they are, they might be as in the dark as we are. And I doubt that threats will make them cooperate, even so.

[mindsext]

As in the dark as we are? I sincerely doubt it. How else do we explain our presence here - the tattoos - if it isn't all part of some terribly elaborate plan to hold us all hostage against our will?

[force_killer]

Have you done anything recently that would drive someone to do all of this to hold you prisoner?

[mindsext]

Perhaps. I work for my country's government. [ ...that's all she feels she need say to explain her situation. It's not a lie - she does work for the Ministry of Defence - but her moonlighting as a superpowered operative for a non-elected quasi-government was probably more the problem. ]

Do you have some other kind of brilliant plan, mister...?

[ She trails off expectantly, awaiting a name. ]

[force_killer]

Tobias Donn. And my brilliant plan, right now, is to figure out where I am, remember what's gone fuzzy for me, and then figure out why I'm here, ma'am.

[mindsext]

[ ohhhhh, Tobias, you get points for calling her ma'am. You can stay. ]

I can't imagine that plan is working out terribly well for you so far, mister Donn.

[force_killer]

[Jedi are taught to be polite, after all. It's what he does best!]

Well, it hasn't been very long. These things can take a while, if they're going to be figured out right.

[mindsext]

I'm afraid kidnapping doesn't particularly bring out my patient side.