First Stripe; Audio

[sandpaperbreath]

[The voice is just above a whisper, raspy and familiar to some. The tone is unimpressed. Could be entirely possible he was put up to using ShipNet at all. That’s right-he doesn’t like your comms, Redd.]

I’m looking for information. ‘Bout this ship, the crew, yourselves.

…Name’s Torn.

[And he’s very wary aboot this whole social network thing.

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[nottheaveragekg]

[Ashe is still trying to piece things together. She doesn't have words for this just yet, but she's at least listening, and keeping an eye on you.]

[sandpaperbreath]

[Torn is making funny faces at his comm and snapping at people. Isn't he just the model of social? I bet you wish you could make friends as easy as he is, Ashe.]

[nottheaveragekg]

[She finally has something.]

Look who's Mr. Popular.

[sandpaperbreath]

Most of it's jus' frikkin' weird.

[He lets the comm fall into his lap, looking back at her.]

[nottheaveragekg]

[She grins. Not as weird as you, Torn.]