[All that's visible in the glow cast by the communicator where she placed it on the floor is her right hand, balled into a fist. When she speaks, she sounds defeated. Dull. Tired.]

Hey, Admiral. Any time you feel the urge to put this place back to normal, go right ahead.

I understand it-you're testing us. We wanted to turn this place on its head, so ( Read more... )

Uh. The ship's still working, right? It doesn't feel...

[Muttered to herself:] Life support's still on. I think.

Calm down, girl.

[There is a crackling sound as the communicator is set down, then some shuffling, and a very prominent thud. Have some swearing intermingled with Chinese. It takes a while for Saffron to find the communicator again; during ( Read more... )