[ jax is wearing his sweatshirt, hood tucked up around his neck and ears, wet hair tied up in a bun. he's missing his customary cigarette, though he looks like he could probably do with one as he settles back in the chair at the main gunnery console. his expression is tense, but he flashes a smile for the camera as he begins speaking. ]

So that was an interesting wake up call. Not the way I'd wanna do it, but I figure the longer I stay up here the less picky I get about dropping out of a fucking stasis tube.

[ no, that doesn't get any less weird to say, but jax is working on it. ]

Anyway, anyone who doesn't know, I'm Jax Teller. If you're Gunnery, check in after you towel off. If you wanna be Gunnery, come down and see me. You got another department in mind, speak up, and they'll snatch you up. If you're new and you just got questions, fire away. I don't promise I got all the answers, but I can probably point you in the direction of someone who does.

[ there's a pause, jax balancing the comm on his knee while he punches a few buttons, then settles back. ]

Anyway, anyone who wants to bend an ear about current events, come on by. I got nothing but time.

[ and a healthy distrust of talking about anything important on the network, but a little paranoia is excusable, right? ]

And Ilde, lemme know when you got a minute.

[ and casual disconnect is go. ]

[The moment the feed turns on Chuck can be seen in one very specific kitchen of Tranquility version of The Pie hole, at least for people familiar with it which she figures aren't many people lately with how people coming and going, hence this very special announcement!]

You know, I think it's been a while since I addressed the network like this but I figured now was a good time as any since the jump is over, so hi! [Chuck smiles brightly, waving briefly at the feed]

If we haven't or spoken before, my name is Chuck and well the reason for this is well— this is the Pie Hole, the space edition. [She glances backwards panning the video feed so that everyone gets a look at the place, the pies on the counter clearly visible before she turns it back to herself] My boyfriend Ned, he was the one who set this up several months ago and though he's been gone, I've been keeping up with it here too since it was kind of like home away from home— which okay, I know it's pretty cheesy but I helped him with his pieshop back home too.

I knew that some people already knew about but with people coming and going every jump, I figured I would spread the word a little for anyone interested. We're located just adjacent to the Oxygen Gardens so it's hard to miss. Anyone is welcome to drop by or even contact me and leave a request if you want something in the form of a personal delivery.

Speaking of which, here's a question for everyone: What is your favourite flavor of pie? I feel like the menu could use a few more options and I'm curious if you have a preference for any particular kind.

[ one day octavia will have something useful to say on the network.

today, unfortunately, is not that day, and the morning after the jump the tranquility is blessed with this little piece of poetry. ]

ATTENTION! SEEKING:
HOTTIES FOR A LITTLE FUN WITH A CUTE (sometimes) BUBBLY BLONDE

MUST:
- not be a dick (non negotiable)
- be attractive (subjective so you know feel free to put your hand up even if you don't think you're a babe)
- have a sensitive side (our blonde here is a little on the shy side when it comes to the lip to lip action)
- not be as dull as watching paint dry (please for the love of all that is good know how to hold a conversation)
- don't be super old. that would be weird.

applications can be made here for review by me (octavia) before being passed onto the blonde. just so you know, she doesn't wind up with anyone weird or creepy.

good work guys, back to your regularly scheduled work or whatever.

[ and, as an afterthought: ]

also, bellamy blake is gone, whatever that means. home, hopefully. just in case he managed to actually make any friends here despite the handicap of being a huge dork. thought you should know.

[ now she's done. ]