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[Dean's been around a while now, long enough to get settled in and learn how to work the stove, so he figures it's about the right time to give the Tranquility a formal greeting. Video feed opens up to Dean clearly trying to keep himself in frame, chin ducking once he's sure everything's set up and running.]

For anyone I haven't met yet, which... I'm sure is probably most of you, my name's Dean Winchester.

[It sounds a little rehearsed. He's run it through his head a few times, and it drags on a little as the words spill out.]

I'm, uh... well, apparently I'm not exactly new here, but for all intents and purposes, let's just go with that. If I knew you any more than, say, a month ago, I hate to break it to you, but all that's pretty much gone now. Blank slate. Sorry.

[He doesn't seem all that perturbed by it, but he's been through it too often to really put a lot of heart in the sentiment. He does offer up a tight sort of grimace in apology, but a second later he plows on. His eyes duck down for a second, and then they're back on the camera.]

I've got a couple of questions for anyone who thinks they can answer them. First of all- has anyone ever been anywhere before this? I'm not talking about back home on Earth, or... wherever it is you're from originally. I mean, has anyone ever been bounced to another dimension, or universe, or... something like this ship, but different? Possibly 80% less Star Trek?

[There's a sort of awkward pause there, and it looks like he wants to extrapolate on that. His lips twitch, and then he shakes his head, evidently changing his mind.]

Second off, does anyone know anything about tech crap? See, I got this...

[The camera jiggles a little as his head ducks, he searches through his pockets to find another phone. It isn't a ship-designated communicator, but it looks similar. He holds it up irreverently, flipping it back and forth to display it.]

This other thing, but it's... [He gives it a floppy shake] dead as a doornail, and I can't exactly pick up a charger from the nearest Apple store, so. If anyone has any ideas on how to give it some juice, I'd appreciate it. I'd like to get some crap off of it.

[It's shoved absently back into his jacket pocket.]

Oh, and uh- one last thing. Any word on why some people aren't popping out of the space womb tube things? Is there an ETA on that, or is it step one to getting shipped back home? What's the deal with that?

[It's asked with a sort of consternated, displeased expression. Obviously his phone isn't going to answer him, so after a weird second, he shrugs it off. Scratches awkwardly at his cheek.]

That's pretty much it. Anything you got for me would just be... awesome. Over and out.

[The camera gets a lovely second of vertigo wherein he shifts the view from his face to his boots before he can finally cut the feed.]

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TQ?

[He repeats somewhat incredulously. People really call it that? Huh. Not the abbreviation he would've gone with, but whatever. He shrugs it off.]

It, uh... it wasn't a ship so much as a land. Wonderland, if you've ever heard of it. It was... small, magical, but livable.

Wonderland? [ Nope, nothing she's ever heard of, but that'll happen if you grew up on a farming colony, joined the military, and live in the future. ] Sounds made-up. No offense.

[ She cracks a smile. ] And it was magical, huh? How so?

[Yeah, no, don't sweat it. He's run across his fair share of people that haven't- most of them fictional or from other planets, but still. It's a pretty common problem.]

Preaching to the choir.

[He responds, hands coming up mildly and placating. No offense taken, in other words.]

As for the magic, well, just about any way you can think of. The rooms rearranged themselves, the closets could make anything you wanted with the blink of an eye, there were... creatures and spells, I'm talking the whole nine.

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And it was definitely "creatures and spells" and not "aliens and tech?"

[ She cracks a smile. ]

I believe you, by the way. I've seen a lot of crazy in my time.

[There's a tiny, humorless, slightly knowing smirk at the question.]

Yeah, no, it was definitely option a, trust me.

[He knows the difference. He met a few of the aliens and tech variety, even if "alien" meant "fairy" that one time back home.]

Good to know we're more or less on the same page here, though.

I think most people are, based on what I've seen.

I'll let you get back to it, but if you learn anything about the pods, do me a favor and let me know? Could go deeper than just tech malfunction.

[He nods seriously.]

Yeah, no, totally. I'll definitely drop you a line if I figure anything out.

[As a matter of fact, he'll drop her a line even if he doesn't after what Emma mentions to him about Commander Shepard later.]

Take care.

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