oo1; arrival [voice]
[...So, okay. This weird. Like not weird in the seeing-your-parents-naked-kind-of-way. But in the oh-my-god-I-really-am-in-outer-space-or-something-kind-of-way. It's a very specific feeling, and she's pretty much freaking out at the moment. But Darcy has collected herself enough to navigate the datapad to send a voice message to the network. Good thing she's pretty handy when it comes to navigating technology. And god, she's so grateful there is a voice function. Calling in her underwear was strange enough.]
Sooo....hey, can I talk to someone out there about this...whole...being-in-space thing? Because as cool as it is--seriously, space?--I think you maybe hijacked the wrong girl. The one you wanted is the scientist. I'm a political scientist. Confusing, I know. But this kind of stuff is really her area of expertise. [She pauses.] And can I maybe keep this tablet thing? It's way cooler than my stuff back home. It's the least you can do, right?
[Ohhh this is weird. So very, very weird. Don't panic, Darcy. Just...breathe.]
And...clothes? I'd appreciate them. Yeah, thanks.
Sooo....hey, can I talk to someone out there about this...whole...being-in-space thing? Because as cool as it is--seriously, space?--I think you maybe hijacked the wrong girl. The one you wanted is the scientist. I'm a political scientist. Confusing, I know. But this kind of stuff is really her area of expertise. [She pauses.] And can I maybe keep this tablet thing? It's way cooler than my stuff back home. It's the least you can do, right?
[Ohhh this is weird. So very, very weird. Don't panic, Darcy. Just...breathe.]
And...clothes? I'd appreciate them. Yeah, thanks.