video; 1hr 36mn before the jump

[cargojet]

[ The image on the screen is fragmented, static snapping across the screen. It distorts his words, distorts the image, but Nathan is recording his piece as though there’s nothing wrong with the recording. He looks tired, drained, recording this message from the Captain’s chair on the bridge. The bridge behind him is dark, there’s the odd sign of movement.

Others have recorded their messages, and there still may be some activity on the network, but Nathan won't be back online to see it. The last thing he wants is to spent his last hours watching for those few moments the static breaks, and a frightened message manages to come through. But a parting message is his prerogative, so several hours before the jump he records this--and then he sends it several times and just hopes that it gets through. ]

I ho-- this ----- message reaches --- in time. It --s important to me th-- --- --mmendable service of the men a-- ------ that joined me is --membered. It may not seem -- ------ we achieved much --ring with this mutiny, but wh-- we have achie--- -s more valuable still than many things ---- w- ha-- learned in the last --- -----. I hope our eff---- ---- not be waste-. Do not ---- fight---.

We m--- --- -hoice when we came here. Our choice. We took the b-i-ge. I- was - success. Tyke, Ryuzaki, --is is my final ----- upda--. I want to -------- --ank each and ----- --- of you who gave ---- ti-- --- ----- -- save us. Your efforts gave us -ope. But now it's ti-- to stop. --- to the Jump. Don’t add ---- lives to [ Disconnect. ]


[OOC: This concludes the Mutiny plot, though there may still be posts from others. Thank you so much for everyone’s involvement in making this thing fly! ]

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voice

[elvenking]

[He says nothing. He's not very good with words, least of all when death is imminent. But he has to give something as tribute, so he sings. Unobtrusive, soft, but steady.]

A Elbereth Gilthoniel
Silivren penna miriel
O menel aglar elenath
Na-chaered palan-diriel

O galadhremmin ennorath
Fanuilos, le linnathon
Nef aear, si nef aearon

video;

[parallels]

[Clara had something to say. Or so she thought she did.

And the end of the message she just stares blankly at her screen.]

I'm sorry.

voice

[summerlord]

[The voice that joins in the song is as soft as Thranduil's: a little deeper, blending effortlessly into the harmony. He does not know these people well, but that hardly matters here.]

voice

[fertilefeet]

[And another voice joins after that, lighter than both of theirs but no less soft.]

voice

[inafadingcrown]

[And yet another voice- deep for a woman's, rich, and warm.]

voice

[tofindthesun]

[it isn't quite the same language-- accented in some places, utterly different in others --but only the keenest ears and the most knowledgeable would recognize the silvan tongue that accompanies, soft and clear like spring waters.

or a river in winter.]

[makedo]

[ there's silence for a long moment, before — ]

Semper fi.

[ what else is there to say? ]

voice

[woodlander]

[ This voice joins it; clear but quiet, and filled with regret for the lives she could not save. Like Legolas she sings in the Silvan tongue, and hope it brings some comfort to those who wait for death to come. ]

not here

[disfavour]

[ You guys are so embarrassing. ]

not here

[tofindthesun]

[sINGS IN YOUR FACE]

[northerner]

Nathan.

[ transparently upset. ]

I should have come with you. I'm sorry.

[ryuuzaki]

[A long silence, then,]

I understand.

[90 minutes are still left. He's never engaged in pre-emptive mourning; this is fear, not death. No one has died yet.

But it is terrifying, even on the outside.

He wonders when Smiley will make his next appearance on the network.]