[ When the video turns on, the feed is shaking slightly—Ygritte is walking through one of the ship's many corridors, backlit by the sterile luminescent lights overhead. She covers her mouth and coughs slightly before speaking into the camera. ]


...Anyone know of wise women, on board the ship? Where I come from, we call 'em woods witches, but I don't know that's what they're called everywhere.

[ A slight pause. ] I'm looking for moon tea, 'f anyone knows where t' find some.

[The woman in the feed appears calm and collected, for all that she appears to be a new face. Her tone is pleasant but businesslike- she's playing the Professor today, at least for the moment.]

Hello, Tranquility. This is Professor River Song, requesting some information. I've read the welcome document but I'd like to go a bit further than that. In particular, I'm interested in whatever is known about the history of this ship and its original destination. But I'd also like to hear about life aboard the ship in general, and how long people have been drawn aboard like this. Tell me your stories.

Where is the morgue?

Or what is being used as the morgue?

[it’s taken him a few days, but Francis has sort of kind of gotten the hang of this comms device. he’s also since retrieved his bow and quiver from his locker and sort of familiarised himself with the ship, though he still keeps mainly to himself, stalking the halls in silence

almost like he’s patrolling

because he sort of is. see, Ataraxion, he’s looking for something. and that something is specifically robots, since he knows there are some on the ship, thanks to Ult!Tony building one on the network a few days ago. and by god, he is going to rid this ship if every last robot because no, robots are bad, mmkay?

but hey, might as well make a lesson out of it, right?]

All right, so. I don’t know if you people noticed? But there are robots on this ship, and unless you all want to be disintegrated, I suggest you watch and learn.

[he sneaks into what looks like the same room where Ults!Tony was building his bird earlier, setting down his device and unslinging his bow where everyone can see. he very carefully nocks an arrow, taking aim at a small helper-bot that doesn’t look entirely unlike WALL-E, breathing out and letting the arrow fly. it’s a direct hit and the robot sparks and twitches before going completely still. Francis looks utterly pleased with himself]

You hit them hard and fast, and don’t let them see you. The sooner we get rid of them all, the safer we’ll be. Trust me on this.

[And then Ults!Tony walks in (clothed this time) and looks down at the broken remains of his helper bot. He sighs and rubs his temples.]

Alright, did you do this? I told you, Ultron was not my fault.

So? Robots are robots, or did you miss that part? [stubborn teen is stubborn]