[For once, his transmission isn't coming from the Gardens. Instead Netherlands is seated in one of the kitchens - a very, very pristine looking kitchen.]

Anyone needs help moving their shit down to the second level, I can, ah. Help.

[So eloquent. Whatever. He follows it up with a jab of his thumb to the background.]

If you move down here, don't fuck up the kitchen. Keep it clean.

[That said, he shifts in his seat and rattles off the rest, tapping on the table with each statement.]

Agriculture needs people, I've got weed and tobacco to trade, and - need to talk to someone who knows how to make clothes. Or knit. And uh. Got a football if anyone wants to play.

[The real sort of football, not the American kind.]

((Luke meant to send this to just a few friends but he forgot to hit the encryption button so it's now a public post for the entire ship to see! You all just got invited to a party. Use this information wisely.

The actual party log will be going up in a bit.))

[Luke looks better than he has in a while. He's managed to sleep out the exhaustion and stress but of course it's difficult to near impossible to stop worrying about things around here. Behind him is the scenery of one of the rec rooms.]

Hey, guys. I get the feeling we could all use a break. There's some drinks and stuff in the rec room on the first level. Bring anything you want, alright? See you soon.

[Because everyone needs some time away from thinking about their imminent doom, right?

Luke seems to have put down his communicator and anyone who tries to reach him via this post won't be able to for several hours. Any responses that happen from Luke will be after the fact, if he replies at all. He might be feeling a bit sheepish.]

[it's a video feed, not that it helps much. not when the screen is almost pitch black. she's hidden away somewhere, the lights cut and the only illumination in the room coming from an empty bottle of jack daniel's; the current home of three glowing bioslugs, hidden beneath an unfamiliar pile of cloth and only barely letting out any of the blue glow coming from that bottle.]

Some asshole once told me how important it was to stay in the light. [hi riddick] I guess that shit's true no matter where you go.

[she leans closer to the camera, her expression almost amused as she continues--]

So, anybody wanna fill me in on what's really out there?

[out in the deserted corridors that keep throwing her back out]