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[chambermaid]

[ it's baby's first post! the feed turns on to show a young lady staring down at her communicator with a look that is both one of pure wonderment and confusion. she runs her finger down the screen only to startle a little. her eyes widen then squint as she reads the screen's display. her lips press together tightly for a moment before her teeth worry her bottom lip.

then she seems to realize something and she almost drops the device in her surprise.]

Oh! Um-- Hello? Is it-- Do I speak now? [ she looks up before she looks down and gives another sheepish smile.] Hello. I'm Guinevere. But I go by Gwen. I apologize, I am still learning how to use this... communicator? [ she says it as though she's not sure that's what it's called. after moment, she pauses, her expression awkward suddenly when she realizes that she needs to ask a question, perhaps a worrisome one.

so she just looks sympathetic, a tight lipped, 'sorry-for-any-inconvenience' sort of expression. ] I wanted to ask... what manner of creatures have been attacking? [ as in what did do they look like and how can she avoid them? ]

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[suddenlycaptain]

[ Carolyn wasn't around when the manticores first showed up, but she was around soon after -- soon enough that she was able to find the information on them without digging through months of information. She's still working out trying to get all this new information into her upcoming space survival training session, but there's no use letting this young woman's question go unanswered. ]

I don't know what they're called, but they were human, once. Someone mixed them with different types of animals.

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[chambermaid]

[ that... is horrible. and it shows on her face. ] Truly? Why would... How?

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[suddenlycaptain]

I don't know. As far as we know, everyone who did it to them is long gone.

[ She sighs. ] They live in the ship, though. In the deeper parts -- as long as you stay with people, in the areas that are secure, you should be fine.

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[chambermaid]

Are the secure areas... clearly marked?

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[jurisimpudent]

Extremely dangerous ones. The science department can give you more details on their genetic make-up.

[voice]

[chambermaid]

[ those words... hm... give her a break edgeworth, she's a renfaire. ] Erm, how do I do that, if I may ask?

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[jurisimpudent]

[come on guinevere surely a few days is enough to have gotten a solid grasp of genetics]

How do you contact the science department? [Right. Because she just...was talking...about not knowing how to use the communicator.] Well. The best way would be to simply speak with one of its members.

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[chambermaid]

[ she's working on it. you know sewing and using a forge = dna sequencing. ]

Could you give me one of their names, perhaps?

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[wolfsmother]

[ the wan smile can be heard in her voice. there've been a bunch of questions since these deaths hit the network, but this is something she can relate to. ]

It's supposed to be safer if we don't wander off.

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[chambermaid]

I have been trying to stay as safe as I can. But I suppose I cannot stay safe from something I know nothing about.

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[wolfsmother]

That's probably the most sensible thing I've heard anyone say since I got here.

I'm Melissa.

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[chambermaid]

I've met some sensible people here, I hope that cannot be true. [ actually she assumes it can be because there are some really strange people here.] Melissa. It is good to meet you.

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[goldshirt]

They haven't got a name, but they live in the ship. We thought we cleared them out, but it's clear we didn't.

LOOK I thought they had a name too /sobs into hands. video;

[chambermaid]

[ well that's alarming ] What do they look like?

i used clear too many times in that last tag too

[goldshirt]

[he pauses, considering for a moment, before saying]

I have a picture of one. It isn't the best, but it's still pretty gruesome.

i didn't even notice <3

[chambermaid]

Gruesome? [ cue an unsure face as she worries her bottom lip with her teeth.] I suppose I should know what they look like in order to protect myself.

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[mustloverex]

I don't think they've got an official name.

Where are you from?

[ Because you don't sound local (well, modern day Earth local), and this will probably be easier if she has a feel for what you do know. ]

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[chambermaid]

[ she pauses] I am from Camelot.

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[mustloverex]

[ Oh. Well. ]

What sorts of dangerous creatures have you got there? [ She would ask about dragons or gryphons, but she doesn't want to make assumptions. ] It's probably a lot like those. They're predators, maybe hunt in packs.

It's safest to stay near populated areas.

[ She's seen the more detailed files, still had access even after waking up without memories of being here, but she has a feeling "human and animal DNA" isn't going to mean much. ]

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[doggedly]

[well heyyyy there pretty lady]

You do speak now, but you seemed to have worked that one out. Clever. I dunno that it's called a communicator, I think we call it whatever we like.

And the creatures that have been attacking have very poor manners. Were there only three questions? [teasing, but nicely.] And by the way: hullo, Guinevere.

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[chambermaid]

[ hello handsome sir. ]

I suppose I will call it a communicator then. [ pause ] What do you call it? [ perhaps there's something more simple. ]

To say the very least from what I've been told. [ however, she does smile softly. ] I'm afraid you have the advantage of knowing my name but I do not know yours.

[video]

[doggedly]

[VERY SERIOUSLY:] A thinger, actually. A talky-thinger, to use its proper name. We haven't got any of 'em where I'm from, either, we've better ways to talk to one another.

And I have very poor manners as well, as you've noticed. Well done. Sirius Black, miss, and I'm at least a bit better behaved than these creatures. I've had lessons. I'll shake your hand before I do any slobbering, and I don't ever bite.

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[faithlessly]

Dunno what they are, but I'm thinkin' it's about time we do somethin' about 'em. [ hunt, hunt, hunt those motherfuckers dooooown. and get killed in the process yay!! ]

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[chambermaid]

I agree, something should be done. But if you do not know what they are, how do you know how to kill them?

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[faithlessly]

Something's gotta work, right? Just gotta try a bit of everything. And I don't know, something tells me if we cut those suckers into many, many little pieces, they won't be getting back up again. [ pause. ] Unless they're like...immortal and made out of play-doh. Then we're fucked.