ataraxion | 002 | Voice | Text → Scout, Blake, Murphy

[ An audio transmission kicks on around four in the morning. Cibo sounds out of breath and her voice is shaking. There's not much other than the shuffling of sheets. ]

Every time I fall into my restful state, I have these terrible... visions.

[ More shuffling. She sniffs up her runny nose. Sounds juicy. Gross. Then a cough. Now it's obvious that her voice was dry and suffering from the exhaustion. ]

In them, I'm in The City again. Killy is still gone, passengers of the Tranquility are there and the Safeguard have — I just feel like we're all really there. That we're all...

[ Her voice trails off. A small hum and the occasional zapping sound of her electrical prod breaks the silence and coaxes her to speak over it. ]

I've never felt like this before. Never so... I'm so tired. Can someone please tell me what this means? What's happening to me? Why do they feel so real?

[ The transmission cuts. Text to follow. ]

I am looking for RESNIK or WARD regarding my wire-cables for connection to the Tranquility's technology. Sulu said that they may be able to help me. I am also still looking for XAVIER or DATA for information on the Science Department. I have already spoken with Doctor Elizabeth Ross, but I am looking for further confirmation.

TEXT → SCOUT
Are you up? I thought of you first. Are you okay?

TEXT → BLAKE
This message may be interrupting your sleep-pattern, but I am concerned. How are you doing?

TEXT → MURPHY
If you are awake, please reply. I have questions that I feel you would be able to answer.

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I guess so -- heheh -- I just don't have much experience with hand-to-hand combat is all. [No, she typically relied on hugging and straddling people to death, without her octopus suit.] But still, it could be fun.

When it comes to technique, I probably don't have the best skill either. [ Most of Cibo's skill landed in the 'duck-and-roll' and 'not-get-your-limb-chopped-off' categories. Up close physically contact definitely wasn't too much of a specialty. ]

Oh good -- heeheehee -- we should be on equal grounds, then!

Oh - uh - by the way, I'm most commonly known as Laughing Beauty, though LB is fine too. Who might you be, anyway?

Cibo. [ Plainly. To the point. She normally didn't care for names, but they were a good reminder that she was no longer in The City. It kept her grounded in this new reality aboard the ship. ]

It's nice to meet you. [ That's what you're supposed to say when you learn names, right? It has been nice though. Cibo could almost feels connected to this woman somehow. Much like the one time she met herself in an alternate reality. Perhaps, with a few parallel universes in between, they really weren't too different. ]

Let me know when you are available. I'm free most of the time, so it shouldn't be a problem for me.

[LB doesn't even mind the directness, as she was still re-learning her social skills all over again; it was a struggle just to remember to introduce herself, really.]

It's nice meeting you too, heheh. I don't really have a lot going on myself, so - uh - whenever you get bored is fine with me, I suppose.

[ They could be sisters, holy shit. ]

Bored? I don't think that happens to me. I will message you shortly to let you know when is a good time.

By the way, what are your sleep patterns? I wouldn't want to ever interrupt you.

[It certainly almost seemed that way.]

Ah, I suppose not, if you're taking up a position on board soon, heheh.

My sleeping patterns? Usually only a couple of hours a night, if that. [Like we're talking maybe literally actually two hours a night.] I... don't have an easy time sleeping, so I - I try not to sleep more than I have to.

I understand. I will try to avoid disturbing you. If you ever need to contact me though, I am awake except for the once each five or seven days.

Haha, got it. I'll - ah - try not to disturb you either, then.