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[The video blips on--but as it's meant to be voice, it's not a steady video, or even a good one. The lighting is poor, flickering a little, and at first, the recording is mainly of a hand and a portion of wall. This is one of the lifts, with no life to it. The first sound captured by the recording is a cry of pain, from somewhere off-screen--loud, and low, and agonised--before it cuts off into sharp, panted breaths instead. The video blurs, as Sirius moves--he's the one holding the device, and he hunches over it to record, so most of the image is now his face--]
One of the blue lifts, in the passenger quarters-- it's out. It's stuck, it's not moving. Again. What a shit month we're having. Welcome to space.
[He looks pretty shitty himself, face all pale and hollow, hair damp with sweat. When he turns to look off-video, there's a streak of blood along his cheek, dripping down from his ear. He's looking at someone; he's not alone, the pained breathing, the cry--those belong to someone else. (Sally, actually, midway through a werewolf transformation, not appearing in this film.)]
This lift's meant to be going up to, uh. To one of the higher levels, one of the ones way beyond us. Avoid the passenger lifts for now if you can, I don't know--this one might start up again, and if it does, that's--we'll be all right. And if you do call a lift going up, don't-- jam the door before you let it open, if you can. Wait. You'll know which one this is, you'll be able to hear it, just don't board it. This one's not safe. And no one try and fetch this one just yet. Leave it where it is, just leave it.
[Another sound of pain, from off-screen--louder, more insistent--Sirius bites at his lip, hard, and whether this is to himself, or the Tranquility at large, or Sally, it's not obvious, but he offers--] It's all right.
[Another start of a scream, but by then he's thumbing off the recording, and that's all.]
[[ooc note tho: MOST responses to this will be ic-ly delayed! this is a werewolf transformation in a tiny box scenario. feel free to recognise the voice shouting in pain as Sally's I think that is okay (I will note if that changes).]]
One of the blue lifts, in the passenger quarters-- it's out. It's stuck, it's not moving. Again. What a shit month we're having. Welcome to space.
[He looks pretty shitty himself, face all pale and hollow, hair damp with sweat. When he turns to look off-video, there's a streak of blood along his cheek, dripping down from his ear. He's looking at someone; he's not alone, the pained breathing, the cry--those belong to someone else. (Sally, actually, midway through a werewolf transformation, not appearing in this film.)]
This lift's meant to be going up to, uh. To one of the higher levels, one of the ones way beyond us. Avoid the passenger lifts for now if you can, I don't know--this one might start up again, and if it does, that's--we'll be all right. And if you do call a lift going up, don't-- jam the door before you let it open, if you can. Wait. You'll know which one this is, you'll be able to hear it, just don't board it. This one's not safe. And no one try and fetch this one just yet. Leave it where it is, just leave it.
[Another sound of pain, from off-screen--louder, more insistent--Sirius bites at his lip, hard, and whether this is to himself, or the Tranquility at large, or Sally, it's not obvious, but he offers--] It's all right.
[Another start of a scream, but by then he's thumbing off the recording, and that's all.]
[[ooc note tho: MOST responses to this will be ic-ly delayed! this is a werewolf transformation in a tiny box scenario. feel free to recognise the voice shouting in pain as Sally's I think that is okay (I will note if that changes).]]

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Black. Black. Which floor is it on, where is it stuck -
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Between thirty-six and thirty-seven. Don't let anyone on it.
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I can disable the call buttons. [ hopefully. if the ship will let her do that much. arya fights the unease from her tone. ]
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with a surprisingly useful answer, so Sirius hurriedly answers Arya as well, before total radio silence starts--]
Do it. Just this one, if you can. Passenger quarters, the one stuck between thirty-six and thirty-seven.
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What's going on?
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Nothing. But the lifts are hell these days, miss. Be careful.
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It isn't even a rescue attempt — it'd already been too late by the time Sirius had made the call. It still takes about thirty minutes for Josh to give up and go quiet, sinking to the ground to sit with his back against the wall and wait. He doesn't need to keep checking the line for a response; he spent enough time waiting outside Nora's door to know how long the shift takes to run its course, for one. More importantly, he can hear it. It's distant and inconstant, but it's still there, that familiar low growl.
It's hours after the initial call when he finally tries his comms device, voice weary. ]
Sally. Can you hear me?
[ It doesn't even cross his mind to try Sirius's name. No offense, he's just pretty sure you're dead. ]
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can i tag this is it too private too bad
HAHA yes i suppose
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Let me know when you're out.
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text; private probably tricking you into more action threads sorry
never be sorry, I love action, I just feel bad railroading other people into it!!
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[ Carolyn is worried, the sentiment clear in her tone, in the slightly wide set to her eyes. ]
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You weren't worried for me, Captain Carolyn. Were you?
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[John sounds awful, but definitely panicked.]
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She's all right.
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[ katniss isn't sure what's going on, but despite the steadiness of his voice, she doesn't think she likes it. she saw blood, and that's enough to make her stomach clench. ]
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[he knows what today is. sally might have trouble with the math but he never did. and of course he's not in any position to help like normally.]
didn't know you knew too [that's vague enough for the network, anyway.]
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Please tell me you're fine.
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But eventually, his voice flat with exhaustion, he does answer.]
Totally. You didn't doubt me, did you?
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