[Isaac had tried calling every single number he knew, without any success, even if he wasn't sure this phone-looking thing could call the numbers he typed into it, but he chooses to be optimistic that it's in his possession for some reason; he had to try. In the end, though, he went with the tried and tested method of hitting buttons at random and hoping for the best — which is how he finds himself looking at what he's pretty sure is a video call.]

Oh, huh.

I guess this is working? I was trying to call someone but I don't think it worked, this phone is kind of new. Can you tell me where I am, by the way? I'm... lost.

[No duh, Isaac.

He's just going to plow through the implication of the fact that he's missing a good chunk of memory from when he left the Hale house to now, whenever now is. He figured kidnapping was par for the course with being a werewolf, he really did, but this?]

This is too weird.

[ Hello, have your new 010 » 111 pop up on the network. The video turns on to show someone obviously in their room. He's sitting on the bed and he has the comm resting in his hands on his lap, it's facing him -- even if it's a little off center. His fingers run over the buttons on the device and he clears his throat, ready to speak at the indication that the video is recording.

And yet, the video is upside down. ]

Just a friendly reminder to whoever is in charge that, if you are in fact going to abduct someone from their work and home into outer space -- you might want to reconsider picking a blind man. For one, stars? Completely wasted on me.

[ A slight quirk of his lips up at that. ]

And to... any friendly listeners out there, a brief rundown of this place from someone who isn't a native would be exceptional. I'm sure there's a welcome sign around here but, well, [ He tilts his head just a bit and shrugs lightly. ]

I think that covers it. Nice to meet you, I'm sure you're all very pretty.

[ And then he grins and hangs up. ]

[The girl who opens up the video feed looks surprisingly cheerful, given the circumstances of her recent arrival. Her hair is down and framing her face, and she offers a warm smile to the camera, as well as a little wave.] Hi, there. Name's Kaylee. I guess I'm gonna be stuck here for a spell, and a couple people told me I should be joining engineering. I've never seen a ship like this, but I'm a mechanic. Been working with engines practically my whole life.

And Carolyn said you might want some help getting some more shuttles running?

[She pauses, and glances around behind her for a moment.] Also, me and Lucrezia were talking - anybody got some paint? This place could use some more cheeriness. Maybe some flowers, you know? I like flowers.

[There's a burst of static before Bethany's face comes in, a deep frown on her face. She's obviously struggling with the device]

-estly couldn't make this thing any bloody easier to use? Come on, now...

Oh. Oh I think it's on.

[She takes a second to straighten up, a little, the confused look on her face readjusting to the cool professional mask she puts on while in Grey Warden mode.]

My name is Bethany, and I am a Grey Warden. If anyone is familiar with my order I would... greatly appreciate someone putting me in contact with them.

[She hesitates a moment, looking a little uncertain, before adding-]

...Thank you.

[aaand disconnect.]

[ Hello, world. It's Jaime Lannister's face, bearded and short of hair, finally here for you to enjoy in a way that isn't just antagonizing people on the network. Though, with that said, Jaime does look a little smug at the moment, pleased with something that can't be readily divined just by staring at the screen.

At the same time, for any in audience who know him well enough to read such things or are just good at doing so anyhow, there's some tension around his jaw. Worry or just suppressed impatience? ]

Not to sound needlessly alarming, but I could use the assistance of someone trained in both the healing arts and the ways of living metal. One of our regrettably recently departed saw fit to leave me a gift on his way out, which I would like to have in working order sooner rather than later.

I would be in your debt. And my family is well-known for always seeing to it that our debts are paid.

[ ooc; thanks to dirk strider, jaime's got a robotic hand that needs attaching. please help the poor medieval knight. ]

[ The feed is shaky at best when it starts up, the video going in and out for a few seconds before it goes black entirely. ]

Is this thing even working am I-- [ a few seconds of complete silence ] -- really like to know if this is even on. Do they actually think this is user-friendly? Is anything around here?

[ Another few seconds, the sound of footsteps and Angel finally gets the video to turn on just as he tries to shove his way through a door, scowling down at the camera. He is one unhappy vampire, and he doesn't have a whole hell of a lot to say.... okay, maybe that's a lie. ]

You know, if the Senior Partners are trying to send a message with this, I might need a translator this time around because i'm just a little lost. In more ways than one. Next time you want to tell me something? Try using your words, not your spaceship.

[ Disconn-- Nope, wrong button. After a few more seconds of grumbling, Angel finally disconnects, disappearing from sight. ]