[The feed begins hesitantly. As if the communicator is not quite sure whether it wants to work, not work, or just... explode into a bunch of itty bitty pieces, like a rain of confetti. A young child's face eventually becomes clear; small, sort of pretty, and dressed quite nicely, with an overlarge ribbon tied in a bow around his neck. He doesn't
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This is precisely why I do not leave the house on my own anymore.
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Apparently some group known as th' scientists took ya from yer home ta help restore a city. Most of us evacuated that city because a bomb went off nearby and forced us ta. New people have been turnin' up all over th' place even after th' attack. Do ya know where ya are?
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... it appears to be some sort of ship yard.
[And then with a sound of distaste.] It's in terrible disrepair, and there's an awful lot of litter on the ground.
[Another small pause, and when he speaks again, his voice is softer.] I don't recognize the stars at all.
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