[She's been keeping a low profile, but with Sarah, that isn't surprising. That is how one survives, how one lives, to see another day. Even here, she knew she was not safe- knew that John was not safe, and it was harder to set things up when you were truly cut off from everything. But, she's done it before, and is doing it again.

Her fate. It was her fate. And John had his.

Yet, she smiles, as even if she doesn't like or welcome technology, she knows enough to blend in when need be, and she is now. There might be a cautiousness in those green eyes, although more than anything, she looks tired. Her voice, when she finally speaks, holds a certain softness to it, as she is seeking information.]

I've been told that these tattoos serve a purpose- that one is a jump number. The ninth being the most recent. I assume there are still people here from earlier jumps- perhaps from the beginning? Is there any written information set out in one place about what has happened since this ship has been taking people- a report, maybe? A newspaper with key events? Or is it all from experience?

[And a pause, contemplating. Yet everything helps. Every little bit, even if things like newspapers might not know the real truth.]

I'm Sarah, and I would be interested in knowing any important events that have transpired since that time, if anyone could fill me in. I, myself, arrived with the most recent jump, so I have little knowledge beyond that.

Jump's coming up soon, huh?

[ this would be the pathetically boring intro to a transmission from a girl that's been hiding out the last couple weeks. well, not hiding. avoiding, maybe. too many bad things happening all at once never exactly results in a social Raven. but now she's here, a few things on her mind but nothing she's sure she wants to bring up to the ship at large. although; ]

I should probably think about this more before just asking everyone, but. I think after being here for so long, I'd really like to have a roommate. If anyone's up for that? Like, moving in after the next jump. Maybe. [ her mind immediately goes to Quinn, but she'll bring it up to her personally later on. ] I spend most of my time out and about on the ship, but having someone to hang out with regularly would be pretty groovy. It's just an idea. But if anybody's roommate-less, and would be into moving onto the first floor, um. Let me know! It could be fun.

Also, since I realize it's been a long time since I brought it up, and a lot of new people have come on board since then - Yes, I'm blue. No, I'm not an alien ( although I wouldn't be trying to hide it if I was ), I'm a shapeshifter. This is what I look like when I'm not hidden beneath a shift. No clue why, it's just a genetic. Thing. And I don't mind talking about it at all, either, so if you're curious about it, you can just ask. [ still a TINY bit nervous that someone might be afraid of her, but she's not about to make it obvious. instead she just smiles, then shuts off her feed. ]


( a few encrypted messages to: NEAL CAFFREY, JAKE & DIRK, ALEX SUMMERS )