001 [Voice]

[not_the_police]

(ooc: I'll be tagging from the phone most of the day but whee introing this crazy bastard.)[There's some rustling as Wash figures out how to use the communicator and presses it to his ear.] This is Recovery One, calling Command. Come in Command. Command, do you read me? This is Agent Washington, Recovery One, calling Command

Comments

voice

[young_idealist]

[Armand has a noticeable French accent.]

I don't know if the people you're trying to reach will answer you.

Re: voice

[not_the_police]

Who are you? Why are you on this channel?

voice

[young_idealist]

My name is Armand St. Just, and I'm a warden on board this vessel. Since you don't seem to know where you are, I'm afraid you're an inmate, and likely you have died before coming here. I'm very sorry to bring you this news.

Re: voice

[not_the_police]

No, that's impossible.

[most_feared]

Agt. Washington, you'll find Mr. St Just is correct if you simply go up and investigate the deck. This is an interdimensional transtemporal ship and if you are unaware of your location that means you most likely have just died and have been taken as an inmate aboard this rehabilitation vessel.

[not_the_police]

Rehabili--- You have got to be joking.

[most_feared]

I'm not particularly known for my sense of humor. What year are you from?

[not_the_police]

2557, the same year it's been. All year.

[fuckyoucynthia]

[Ping, Agent.] You won't get any signal through without special leave.

[not_the_police]

Where do I get authorization for special leave.

[fuckyoucynthia]

The Admiral. You'll nee a warden to talk to him for you, though. Which means you're stuck till the fifteenth.

[not_the_police]

Where is this Admiral?

[not_the_police]

Apparently. [Wash is unfortunately stiff lipped.]

I'm not staying.

[not_the_police]

I'm not here to stay for a deal or anything. I'm leaving.