[Comm clicking on and the sound of fumbling hands. This is closely followed by a slightly disgruntled, muttered voice.]
What the hell is this? The damn Communicator is a relic. Am I going back in time or what?
[Realization that yes, the comm is on and yes, what he’s saying is being heard by whoever might be out there.]
Uh, hello! This is Cliff Fittir
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Shouldn't we be running to put it out or something?
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Ach. What is it then? Decoration?
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And the, um, Captain is hard to contact, unfortunately. The most you usually get to speak to is the crew.
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The Captain's out of range? Damn! Alright, who's on crew and how can I reach them?
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[He got half of his message out before being distracted by something shiny fire. That's got to count for something.]
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[...Real obvious there Cat.]
Um, the deck underneath you has a lot of luggage that you can pick from incase you need more clothing.
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[There's a casual glance around to see if anyone's watching. Cliff may or my not of had a hand extended to the fire. Just testing the heat. Really.]
Whoa really? That'll be handy.
[Pause.]
Wait, did you say luggage? Doesn't that belong to people?
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Well, the crew said that it'd be okay to take anything we want from it.
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Huh. It still seems a little strange though. Kinda like theft.
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