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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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Yes?

[Oh, someone's happy to see you.]

Hello, Spock.

I've been attacked a couple day ago. While I felt almost too sick to make it to Medical, I'm now mostly over it. Medical couldn't do a thing about it, though.

I would also like to volunteer for any search parties. I have maps, and some other people here do as well; this should be helpful.

[he has literally just grabbed his communicator when the flag lights up the screen. he doesn't wait to accept the transmission, but he looks haggard, like he's been running.]

Kirk here.

[ his head declines a fraction, an unspoken apology for asking. ]

It had been my intention to assess your safety.
And simultaneously, to inquire after your- impressions on our situation.

[ boyyyyyyy where the hell you been. have unimpressed vulcan face #1-37 ]

You have been missing in action for ten hours and forty eight minutes and unconscious for approximately three. What is your situation?

Understood, I shall endeavor to place you appropriately.

Further- [ a pause. this particular detail has made for one grumpy vulcan. ] I presume you recall nothing of the attack?

[he hesitates, at the text response, and with his mind running a mile a minute it takes him a moment to catch on to why there was a change at all.

he checks the time, and is startled by it. not only that, but by the fact that Spock knows exactly how long he's been gone.]

Has it been that long?

We've got a situation, and this time it's not going to be an easy fix like Kable.

[ a pause. but then- ]

Elaborate.

The attacker is 001 » 099.

[and Jim really needs to just name this guy, because seriously, this is getting out of hand. and he needs to call him something if they have any hope of working anything out.]

The needs of his race are to feed on the life force of humans.

[ the numbers fall into place immediately, in many ways more readily recognizable, more readily categorized than the name to which they are ascribed. the wraith.

a brow arches. ]

Do the needs of his race also require this feeding to be performed without consent?

Apparently he's been starving himself since he arrived.

Spock, he sees us as nothing but pieces of meat.

I should be more than willing to help search for those missing.

[a.k.a. oh boy an excuse to go exploring!!]

I'm fine.

As for the situation, I can't.... I can't just tell with things like this. It doesn't work. But I tried, and all I got was hunger. Someone very hungry, and very thin. There's a possibility it's all metaphorical.

You're most welcome.

I was sleeping. I have a very tight sleep and hardly anything can wake me up.

I might have forgotten to lock my door.

[Well. People disappearing on the ship -- that's certainly something to be concerned about.]

Just let me know where you'd like to meet to begin searches. Time is of the essence, one assumes.

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?]

Aye aye, Captain. Or, rather, aye aye, Tactician.

You okay? [ leave her alone, she is allowed to be concerned. ]

I don't know what's going on, but the maps, the attack - nothing is making any sense right now.

How many are missing so far?

[ he would emotionally process this. if he was. emotional. ]

Your preferential course of action, Captain?

[ opportunity, then. his nod is brief. ]

Understood. Your cooperation is greatly appreciated.

[ his chin dips, a subtle tell, barely a gesture at all, but one that belies his relief regardless. he does however, a beat later, arch a brow. ]

Have you inferred anything regarding the present containment?

Understood.

May I request your name and subsequent identification number?

Affirmative.

I am also inclined to inform medical bay to expect mass admissions. Are you familiar with the staff?

[Jim pushes one hand over his face, then through his hair.]

I don't know yet. He called us a herd, but I guess this is normal where he comes from. He shouldn't attack anyone else at the moment, but he's dangerous. He has no problem killing people. But if we lock him up, he won't cooperate, and if he's dead, we lose valuable information we could really use in foreign space.

I need your thoughts, Mr. Spock.

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