voice;

[capsize]

[ The feed starts with static, thin and crackling. There's the trace of a voice coming through, short interrupted clips that eventually resolve into a steady and markedly sarcastic tone. ]

—ing in with the soporific discovery of yet another corridor that is very unexpectedly abandoned. And also not where it's meant to be on your bloody maps, by the way. You'd have better luck navigating Neverland.

I'd rather be navigating Neverland. [ Emma's scowled dismissal is easily distinguished in the background. ] I thought you said you knew how to do this? [ So much for trusting the pirate to know how to navigate. ]

Is this a pirate thing? [ Kate is going to make equally helpful contributions to this conversation, her tone dry. ] Inability to navigate except on water? Or did you get lost on your own ship, too?

Oh, I know how to navigate a ship—

Are you still broadcasting this? [ Reaching her hand out, Emma demands the device from him. ] Gimme that. [ A short wrestling match later, she wrestles it out of his hand. You can tell because she's louder. ] If you don't have anything to report, don't report it. [ With that flat scolding, she terminates the feed. ]

( ooc; Purple = Kate, red = Emma, black = Hook. This is open to all other fireteams and everyone back at the home base, threadjacking highly encouraged! )

Comments

( voice. )

[carbonite]

I'm embarrassed for you, buddy. There is no other way to say it.

( voice. )

[capsize]

There's always not saying it at all, you know.

[ Not offended, just bored. Or mildly creeped out and trying to pretend otherwise, actually, but same thing. ] And it could be worse. I could be doing absolutely nothing to get us off this ship.

[ancientalien]

It is gratifying to know that you are having so much success.

[How much sarcasm can you fit in one sentence? Enough.]

Perhaps you can inform us of the next corner you find?

[2leftfeet]

[And slightly muffled, as Shepard is clearly standing a few paces off:]

Better yet, have them draw a diagram of it.

audio;

[peckish4action]

Oh, y'all sound like you're having fun out there. Did you get un-tangled-up, yet?

[ Look, he can be a responsible Comms officer and try to make sure that if this is some sort of almost-cry-for-help, it doesn't go unanswered, right? ]

audio;

[capsize]

Untangled-up in what?

[ And he can be oblivious to your attempts, sorry buddy. ]

video;

[doggedly]

Yeah, it's a pity you haven't got the resources you need to navigate, innit.

video;

[capsize]

[ This is a very long-suffering response. ]

And what resources would those be?

( audio )

[pushfall]

[ Somewhere safe and dealing with the soporific discovery of yet another corridor that is very unexpectedly abandoned, Claire taps her device. ]

Guys, if you can't say anything nice...

( audio )

[capsize]

Better this than complete silence, love.

[ Faith in anyone having nice things to say, approximately zero. This beats the slow madness of last month's tapping, anyway. ]

video;

[coy]

I'd throw a party for anyone who could actually to get this ship to Never-Neverland.

video;

[capsize]

That'd be a very ill-advised party. [ Neverland is the worrrrst. Also: ] Why the extra never?

video;

[gilding]

I suppose there was little chance that you could get lost quietly.

video;

[capsize]

What'd be the fun in that? [ Though the feeling's mutual. Remember that time he tried to throw you into the bowels of the ship, because that would've been great. He flashes a smile that's far too sarcastic to qualify as an attempt at civility. ] I think you've got a bit of cat hair on your collar.

voice

[unmothered]

[What are they reporting. Who is that other voice. What's going on.]

...what are you two up to? [Three, but she doesn't much care about the people she doesn't know.]

voice

[uncurse]

Vacationing in the Bahamas. [ beat. ] What do you think?

voice

[capsize]

Exploring.

[ Captain Obvious. The delivery's deadpan; not impressed with said explorations, not up for sharing with the Evil Queen. ]

text.

[darkart]

If you can still connect to the network, you're not that lost.

text.

[alsohawkeye]

We're fine, it's just turned out that the maps we made last time are worthless. Not exactly a surprise, but a little disappointing.

voice;

[capsize]

Are you mute?

[ Almost an earnest question. Why on earth else would someone text so much. ]

[kutte]

Jesus Christ. You guys are the crack team Shep's got assembled?

[uncurse]

Thanks for the vote of confidence. [ excuse u friend, they are the crack team, emma is the straight man. ]

[capsize]

One of several.

[ Sorry, was that an insult. He's going to deflect it and make it a judgment of Shep's character, instead. ]

[Voice]

[sophically]

Where are you traveling? Do you know? [The idea of being lost somewhere in space is terrifying. Hermione hopes they're being glib.]

[Voice]

[capsize]

Ideally, we're traveling off this ship. [ Big picture. But in the meantime— ] Our current venture is an exploratory one. We're attempting to create a map.

[ "Attempting". The last comment's wry, given that the attempt's already failed. ]