"Is this thing on... oh! There we go." Adette is sitting next to a fire place in a room that looks like it might be falling apart. Her eyes are dark and sunken, and a heavy layer of dirt and exhaustion took the place of make up and primp.
"This is Adette Kistler. Look... we're... in trouble down here. And we need some help. We're close to having the whole situation buttoned up down here, all we need is one good push but... we've taken a lot of heavy losses. I don't think... we can do it on our own. We're sending the dropship back to pick up anyone that would come and help us out. Also, can someone have Markus get the Knightmare Moon out of storage? The Power Golame... if pretty much out of commission, so I'l sending it back for repairs. I took a few unlucky shots and... well," Adette paused realizing she was rambling, I must be more tired than I thought...
"Please. At the risk of destroying my pride, I'm begging you. Please help. Or I don't think we're going to make it through this. This is Adette Kistler, calling in from Dompoli 7, awaiting response."
((OOC: This is all related to
http://srwug-alpha-rp.livejournal.com/356290.html this))