01 | Voice | Let me sing you the song of my people

[assumed]

[ It's a risk. It's a trouble. And yet, Alias feels desperate to try. If it's been captured, perhaps James has been too. If it's in space, perhaps more like it will be here. Counsel is needed. ]

[ The network will receive an odd message indeed. It sounds like... singing? No words, just tones, humming slowly, repeating. One voice, soprano, then a second voice, bass, joins. A mournful note. It takes the nanites and communicator a second to translate it. ]

Are you there? Are you there?

I apologize...

I request consultation.

Are you there? Are you there?

[ Even still, the translation sound melodic, overlaying the quiet song. ]


(( OOC: This is the day of the jump. ))

Comments

[assumed]

I do not understand the inquiry.

This answer seems, to me, obvious.

Are you being facetious?

[re_imagining]

[A quick shake of her head, not that it's visible.]

No. [Her first encounter with humans had her asking this question.]

[assumed]

Then you imply the deceased can speak.

[ Unless. ]

Unless Alive is a species name.

[re_imagining]

I have found that one this ship, there are many things possible that I once thought impossible.

No. Not a species name.

[assumed]

Example.

[re_imagining]

Demons.

[assumed]

What proof made you accept this?

[re_imagining]

Seeing them possess half the ship.

[assumed]

Possess?

[re_imagining]

Yes. They controlled the minds and bodies of many crew members and caused...quite the commotion.

Especially between friends and loved ones.

[assumed]

How did they get inside?

Are they still here?

[re_imagining]

That is a question better directed at others. I'm not sure.

I don't think so, no.

[assumed]

Interesting.

...

Were they eradicated? Did they escape?

[re_imagining]

I believe the threat was eradicated.

[assumed]

How?