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[ a wild spock appears. when the feed begins, it is with acute precision- an absence of wobbling and uncertainty, and he wastes no time with niceties. he doesn't mean to be a jerk. he just comes off that way u_u ]

Greetings Tranquility. I am Spock, at present, tactician of the gunnery crew.

It is my intent to access the recovery of those individuals affected by the yet unidentified biological attack, and to inquire after those who may remain in need of medical attention. I invite you to respond at will.

Further, in light of recent transmissions received to the ship's communal frequency, it appears necessary to reiterate the dangers of traversing the Tranquility's corridors unaccompanied. While theoretically impossible, individuals have become lost and perceive themselves as 'trapped' in varying hallways. It is yet unconfirmed if this is a direct result of the ship itself, or if said individuals have come into contact with mind-altering agents. Any and all persons willing and able to examine further, please present yourself for the formation of study and search parties.

I advise caution to all passengers aboard, regardless.

Spock out.

[ Private filter to Ariadne ]
Ariadne. A word?

[ Private filter to Chase ]
If I may have a moment of your time?

[ Private filter to Kirk ]
Captain Kirk, please respond.

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So hypothetically speaking, if someone had already gotten themselves lost in one of these corridors would it be possible to... track their communicators, or something?

[Given that the background to her message is corridor, corridor and more corridor, she doesn't really expect him to fall for the old "hypothetically" bit. But if you can't at least pretend to have a little dignity, then what do you have?]

[ hypotheticals aside, he couldn't be more pleased to have direct transmission with another lost individual. ]

At the present time, we are unable to extract the precise location of your communicator. While transmissions appear secure, they are also affected by unknown frequency fluctuations.

What is your current physical state, and for what amount of time have you been unable to locate an exit?

Damn it.

I'm... okay. I'm tired, I - I got bitten or whatever in all that mess before, and when this hallway thing started I panicked a bit, thought I'd find an exit faster if I ran.

[ deadpan ]

Which I now realize is not the case.

I don't know how long it's been. I didn't get my watch. I was trying to keep track, but I think my perception of time passing is getting all messed up. I headed out for the oxygen garden about an hour after I woke up, but... I don't know what time I woke up.

Sorry.

An apology for your biological attempts to stabilize in a lack of environmental control is unnecessary. I would however, advise that you seat yourself and conserve your energy. [ we don't know when we'll be able to reach you, goes unsaid. ]

However- I believe your observations will be uniquely helpful in our understanding of your present situation. May I make inquiry?

Sure. I mean, the more you know about this stuff the better my chances of someone finding me, right? Ask away.

[and if he's talking to her, even like a robot, then it's not so goddamn quiet in here]

Are your surroundings perfectly symmetrical, or have you experienced fluctuations in your environment? Any indication that you have entered an area in which you may find other individuals, or areas that you can undoubtedly confirm your prior passage within?

[She blinks, a little stunned by the sudden burst of questions. Sure, she'd already got the idea that Spock wasn't going to sugarcoat things, but it takes a second for her to gather her thoughts. And with that in mind, she's going to answer in order of confidence, not the order they were asked.]

Uh. Okay.

I've definitely been in areas I've been in before. I've been leaving marks, my initials and an arrow pointing in the direction I was walking.

[she doesn't mention the artwork she contributed with Rey's encouragement. It was to relieve stress; if he ever sees it, surely he'll understand.]

I've been in areas that other people were, too. Sakura - um, the girl Japan, that is - she's been leaving marks too, and I've seen them but not her. Same with Rey - I've seen her marks, not her.

[and here's the bit that scares her.]

I... the corridors. I think they're staying the same. Um, symmetrical. Sometimes they look like they're moving, but...

I think that's just me.

[ there is very faint keying on the opposite end of the feed, information that spock is collecting as she speaks, to add to an eventual data share. it's only towards the end that his consideration hinges, and a brow arches. ]

Your perception implies a paradoxical hallway?

If that's a fancy way of asking if I think I'm losing my marbles, then I can give you a solid maybe.

I dunno, it's... I doubled back a couple times when I still thought I'd be able to find someone else in here. The marks I've left are still where I left 'em. It's not like it's the same piece of hallway repeating, or anything. It's just a regular corridor that goes on for-fucking-ever.

[and wow, that sounded even stupider out loud than it did in her head]

But if I stay still too long, things get kind of. Wavy?

In my defense, I'm really seriously tired.

It is increasingly likely that you are physically compromised by a combination of fatigue and external influence. I advise that you remain seated and attempt as little physical exertion as possible.

You will be located.

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