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voice | taking attendance

I have no idea if someone has an updated manifest of the passengers, but with or without, I think this is a good time for a sound off. Just say your name or number, type it, ping this post, say hi, whatever you prefer to let people know you're alive and still present. Private or public, your choice.

If someone hasn't responded within 24 hours, I'll try to ping their communicator. If someone you know hasn't come back, sound the alarm. If anyone's missing, we should set up search parties. We can't take for granted that they just disappeared this time; they could still be stuck in the fog.

[ooc: You're welcome to handwave your character responding if you want, or assume they got pinged and they registered as present. Obviously the only characters who will end up wholly unresponsive are characters who were recently dropped. Otherwise, feel free to use this post as a way for characters to check in on each other.]

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Frodo Baggins, 009. Present.

[ Tosh is there in the room with Ianto, quietly listening in to his recording and occasionally checking the responses over his shoulder. She has a few people she needs to check in with on her own, but piggybacking on Ianto's roll call will make things a lot easier.

Her hair is wet from the second- third? -shower she's taken since waking up, and she's dressed in one of the ship jumpsuits and wrapped in a blanket. Not so much because she's cold but because it's comforting, and unfortunately her own clothes are still a disgusting mess shoved in a bag in the corner of her room, to be dealt with later. ]

I can help with contacting people who don't check in, if you want.

[Jack's just coming back from a shower of his own. Tosh is with Ianto, so he doesn't feel quite as paranoid about leaving the room to go do so. He's already had one before, with Ianto, to get clean. This last one was more for his own mental health. A chance to stand under the water for a while and reflect. It's good that wherever they were, whatever rules were governing them, they weren't the same as the real world. He probably wouldn't be up and about right now after everything, otherwise.]

Check in? [He runs the towel through his hair, shutting the door behind him and making his way over to where Ianto's sitting to join him, glancing at Tosh questioningly as he does.]

Edited 2012-10-05 14:54 (UTC)

[Ianto looks to Jack immediately when the door opens, checking him over as if there might be some visible sign of injury. There is, but only in the most subtle aspects of his expression. He shifts over welcomingly, inviting Jack to sit with him, all of them craving basic closeness more than usual. Not surprising.]

Thought it would be a good idea to do a roll call. And I'd appreciate the help, Tosh. Hopefully I won't need much of it.

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[ Tersely. He still doesn't like you, Ianto. No offense. ]

Peter's gone, and so help me if you or Sherlock or whoever the hell else pansy faux detectives on this ship make a big deal out of it or him being on the list I will personally hunt you down and show you the meaning of gravity.

Edited (/changes it back edits forever) 2012-10-05 04:14 (UTC)

[Ianto goes cold, coming to entirely the wrong conclusion. On the laurels of a week of sleep deprivation and near-starvation in his own personal hell, he's now frantically trying to figure out when he'd slipped up with the Cambitas encryption and wondering who the hell else knows. He slams up an encryption so fast the communicator briefly hangs up before the process goes through.]

Fuck you, Senator Arsehole! What the hell do you think you're playing at?!

[ooc: Lol, sorry!]

[ The encryption instantly has him dazed, rocking slightly back, also a little overwhelmed by the response. He recovers quickly. ]

Looks like visiting your own personal hell pushed you a little beyond your own limits. Must sting.

[ All self-defense, of course. When Nathan is hurting, it always pays to make someone else hurt more. ]