[The video comes on to show Alexis starting a bit and pulling her hand back from the camera.] Oh! [A closer look.] Oh, it's on.

[Pause] Oh, it's on. Hello. [Tiny wave] Hello, my name is Alexis. I thought I'd... Well, I thought I'd introduce myself but now that I actually think it through, this is a time-waster. Sorry? I ran a video blog back home and that was never an issue but--

[Stop talking, Alexis. She shuts up for about two seconds before speaking again.] Hey, is there, like, stuff for cooking free to use? I saw the kitchens and all but I don't want to step on toes.

[A breath.] I kinda need pancakes.

[It's been a while since she did one of these, and maybe it's past due. There are certain aspects of the current situation that make her want to avoid it, but some of those same aspects have made it clear she needs to reestablish security's presence. As it is, she looks calm if not particularly friendly, and her voice stays level and certain, uninterested in messing around.]

My name is Tyke. I'm head of SEC here - that's security, any of you new arrivals. The SEC team are here to try and keep you safe, because this ship is going to try and kill you.

Got three basic rules we need you to stick to, make that job easier: You don't steal or damage each other's belongings or the ship, you don't assault each other, and you don't kill each other. We have a brig, we will enforce any infractions. Punishment is decided case-by-case. Do not start asking me about law. Look around you, think about whether whatever law system you're used to would work here, then shut the fuck up about it.

If you've got any fighting, military or law enforcement background, anything similar we could use your skills on our team. You can contact me or Miles Edgeworth about recruitment. You don't have any of that experience and still wanna sign up, we can train you.

Don't go out into the unlit corridors. Don't engage in discussion with the red text called "Smiley". This ship is going to try and kill you, or fuck with your head, and those are two ways to speed it right the fuck up.

[There's a pause, slightly more of a frown on her features for a moment, the more current problem to address.]

Right now we're experiencing unexplained climate fluctuations. I've been informed Engineering is too hot to access, but Medbay's still chilled. The temperatures in the passenger quarters seem to be shifting at random, so updates on any other areas changing would be appreciated.

Til we figure it out, just stay alert of the environment around yourself. Stay hydrated, avoid overexertion in heated areas, stay wrapped up in cooler places. If somewhere gets too uncomfortable, listen to your body and move. Last thing we need is the fucking weather catching any of us out.

[The device is turned over a time or two, and the man's face finally appears right side up. He may be familiar to some, having been here many a month ago, but right now he looks a little more serious than perhaps he ought to. Unlike last time, he's going to go with full disclosure.]

So, I guess I'm back. If you don't know me, I'm Clint. I go by Hawkeye; back home I'm part of a highly-publicized elite team, so don't mind me if I leave off the secret identity. It's kinda a waste of time.

When I was here before, I had a mask with me. Kinda creepy, purple, bull's eye on the forehead.[Don't judge. He went through a phase.] If anyone's seen it, I want it back.

[Now he seems to relax, looking to the side as if he's thinking or reading a cue card, goodness knows which it might be, and then looks back.]

Other than that. I'm hoping you guys'll welcome me back to flight crew. I'll need to brush up on some things, but it's not like I forgot how to fly. I'm still handy with a wrench.

I'm also a crack shot with a bow, and they decided it would be a good idea to give me mine, so if anyone's a fan or an enthusiast, lessons are free. Coffee donations are appreciated. Talking's free, too. Nothing better to do around here until stuff starts to go to hell in a handbasket again.

Hawkeye out.

[End feed.]