[Loki is sitting on his bed, slouched over the camera. He's alert, but he looks like he hasn't slept much in the last few days. It's a calculated move on his part to allow the Tranquility to see him like this. He's trying to gain sympathy.]

The last week has not been at all kind. I think we have barely recovered and already we face a jump in the next few...

[He makes a gesture, unsure what measurement of time to use]

...Soon.

If there is aught I can do to help anyone, or if anyone would just like someone to talk to, please do not hesitate to call upon me. I will do what I can. It is important to support one another in these times.

[ There are a few things everyone might notice about this video post. One is that there's no way Jaye could have gotten from the medbay to the kitchen on the 001 passenger floor this quickly. Two is that her hair looks both dirtier and longer than usual, and instead of either happily mussed or neatly groomed, it's just a complete mess. Three is that, judging by the way Jaye sort of seems to be wobbling back and forth on the floor and has burst capillaries in her face, she was just rather sick and might be so again. Likewise, anyone who looked around before or after the jump may have noticed that Jaye wasn't there -- didn't go down, didn't go into the gravity couches, and that Faith Lehane was looking after her animals. ]

So. [ Her voice is hoarse, quiet, and the rasp is completely new and sounds painful –- in fact, she has to pause, clearing her throat for a moment. It doesn't go away completely, but she's a bit louder, at least. ] I-- [ and she winces ] sat out during the jump as an insect. Don’t do that. It was a month. Everything was red, copper and salt, until it ended.

[ It hurts to talk, and Jaye takes a moment to rub at her throat. ] Want a shower, food.

[ She pauses, glancing away from the camera for a moment. Her eyes aren’t exactly wet, and maybe it's from her earlier vomiting, but either way... ] Missed you guys. [ And she cuts the feed. ]

((ooc: MCU!Tony will be getting her from the kitchen and carrying her down to medical. Her replies will probably come from after she's there and probably be in text form. If your character wants to go visit her there (or fuss at her or whatever), I'd be up for it, but be warned that she's having a bit of a hard time talking at the moment and will set Faith on you if she feels shitty.

Also someone might want to clean up the 001 kitchen. ))

[ There's a sort of incredibly groan of desperate boredom before the Swedish guy starts talking in his atrocious accented voice: ] How the fuck do you guys keep yourselves entertained in this shit hole? [ Clearly, this guy wasn't affected by the weird silent hill (tm) mist and he probably doesn't check the communicator as often as he should. ] You know, besides trying to play detective and shit, 'cus that is not for me. That's shit for boring people.

[ He groans again after a long sigh. ] Never thought I would say this, but I'm even getting bored of wanking. My hand has blisters from it and there ain't even any magazines here. You girls should post naked pictures more. [ He thinks he's an awesome comedian because he just laughed loudly at that. ] Maybe I should do some, huh, gardening or however you say it 'cus I am trying to save up my weed. I am dreading the day I use it all up. [ A pause to think as he lights up a cigarette. ] Maybe we could plant some cannabis plant in the Gardens, hey? Something to do, but I bet some of you shitheads would steal it. Or be all "you can't do that" 'cus you are all pussies.

[ Another beat as he sucks on his cigarette and shifts on his seat, playing with the lighter (you can hear the metal click-click-click of it). ]

Yo. How do you guys like, keep track of time here, yeah? Are there calendars?

[Are you enjoying your relatively quiet comm. right now? Yeah? Well, Takeshi has some stuff he's gotta do. Firstly, he's stuck—transferred, more than likely—and secondly, he can't find anyone he knows. After trying to figure out what the hell to do with this thing (it's kinda like a phone, huh? but...), he finally gets the VOICE down. Unfortunately, his way of trying to use it is talking a little louder than someone should to the blasted thing. That's why a young voice pops up, a slight lisp audible, common with his age:]

DAD?! Dad, can you hear me?! I'm stuck in this weird place, but I'm not dead!

[Thankfully, he leans back from the recorder a little. Thankfully.]

 I think they transferred me, like they did you and Reika. There's some people here, but I don't think they're from the room like us; maybe they're just stuck here by aliens, or maybe they are really aliens like those ones from before, I dunno, but I'll tell you when I figure out. I'm gonna be okay, and I know where the food is and I can take care of myself... but don't get hurt, okay? I'll find you! I can do it. Then Gantz can take us back home and we can stop the monsters from hurt any more people!

[... A pause.]

I love you, dad! I'll definitely see you soon.

[He can only hope soon. His dad is Muscle Rider, so it's gotta be soon...

Muscle Rider never fails him.

Whelp, time to keep searching. Maybe even make himself a sandwich messily.]