Help! Aide!

[The sound of screaming and crying can be heard, mixed with coughing and spluttering.]

Erol! Help!

Please - someone - faites-le vous arrêter!

[Another cry, and then the transmission cuts out.]

[There's the sound of rummaging for a little while before Christine speaks up, and when she does, she doesn't sound the slightest bit happy.]

No rings! Not a single ring! Well, no nice ones. Just dorure et verre! C'est une indignation!

[Some more rummaging and some less understandable mutters, then she starts ranting again, presumably more to herself ( Read more... )

[Cold.

That is the first thing Christine registers as her eyes briefly flutter open. Barely conscious, she reasons that she must have kicked the covers of her bed off. The ballet dormitories get horribly cold during winter, after all. A hand goes downwards, trying to find the sheets so she can pull them up again, but all her fumbling fingers ( Read more... )

Can anyone help me? I'm trying to find the brig, but I, well, can't.

Please, if you can help me... this is very important. I have to find my way down there.

If anyone could tell me or show me, I'd be very grateful.

Please.

[Edit at 00:15 // badly locked to crew]

I would like to speak to Kage, but any crewmember would be nice...

Please, could one of ( Read more... )