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[ Carolyn is sitting in her room instead of lurking around the shuttle bay for once. The reason why should be clear after a few minutes, when an orange tabby pokes his head out from behind her before plopping himself on her lap. Carolyn honestly just looks like she has no idea what to do for a moment before reaching to scratch him behind the ears, speaking to the camera as she does. ]

Some of you might recognize this cat as Jones, who belongs to Ellen Ripley. For those of you who knew her, it appears that she's gone home. I'll be looking after him for her.

[ Still petting the cat, she clears her throat. ]

For those of you who don't know me, my name is Carolyn Fry. On the Tranquility I'm part of the flight crew, but back home I was a pilot and captain of a merchant ship -- a spaceship. As a result, I've been helping people out with basic skills to work on in space. Last month we held a training session on health, fitness, nutrition, shuttle procedures, and basic evacuation. In the case that either myself or Ripley vanished and to keep a copy for anyone who wasn't able to make it or wasn't on the ship, we recorded the session.

[ A link pops up, opening an area on the network that contains a brief description of the session and a link to the video. ]

I'll be posting the videos of future sessions in this spot, if everyone would like to keep an eye on it and update their information posts, that sort of thing. If you have any questions, about this or anything else, feel free to ask.

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I need a drink. You in?

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We should all get together.

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I tuned out of most of it. But sometimes things stick anyway, and Owens had a mouth of his own.

[ She doesn't really realize it, but it's been a long time since she's talked about the dead navigator. ]

[A pause, and maybe there would be a laugh there, if he was anyone else.]

Should've listened more. Could be dealing with your cat better.

If you know how to deal with them, you can feel free to come give me a hand.

[ She doesn't think he will, which is exactly why she says it. ]

I'm not the one trying to keep it.

No, you're just the one commenting on it.

You want me to stop?

If I say "yes", would you actually stop?

What do you think?

Weren't you the one who said I don't know anything about you?

Yeah. I was.

[But she knew more about him than anyone else on this ship. Knew more from all the shit on that planet than maybe either of them would like to admit.]

[ There's a long pause, the silence only broken by the sound of Jones the cat yawning. They've kept each other's secrets, and even though he had said it, that doesn't mean it's true. ]

I think you'll do what you want. ... And it's better than radio silence, I guess. [ And she really doesn't like that she just admitted that. ]

[He's quiet for a long time, too. She'd asked him to let her know if he found some way to leave, but he hadn't responded. And now she's talking about radio silence. He likes to keep track of her, what she's doing, but it going both ways isn't something he's ever dealt with before.

Eventually,]

Keep an eye on the cat. Don't want it wandering off into the dark.

[ It's easy to just say that it's because he's the only person from her world. Carolyn isn't even sure she likes Riddick most days, but he can take care of himself and he's helped her before, even if he didn't always want to. He's smart, he's capable, and of course she wants to know if he's left by himself instead of disappearing. They're from the same world. That's all she has to say to anyone who might ask, including him.

But maybe she's getting used to him. ]

I will. [ Pause. ] I'm not afraid of the dark, you know.

I know.

[Knows it better than anyone else on the ship could. But maybe she should be. She'd come looking for him in the dark, once. And she'd died for it.

He's had a lot of people die on him, but the weight of hers is different. Especially now. Sometimes he doesn't know how to settle it right, how to carry it. If he should carry it at all (like he'd have a choice).

He cuts the feed.]

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