[Laura and Odessa never knew each other other than that wild night and there was karaoke involved and a lot of shots. But she's curious. It felt like months since Odessa had taken the shuttle and left. But it was months.
Frak time and space.
She doesn't trust this woman. Or, for that matter, Van Rijn.]
Prime Minister.
[She nods at each of them as best she can over the video screen.]
Two years for you, I'm afraid to report. I've been here, by my count, for a year now. Some of those who have been on this ship claim it's three years since they were abducted.
[She presses her lips together for a moment before continuing.]
What is it exactly that the Miraxians have been working on? Obviously it's more of a priority than finding their rogue ship. [She could understand that. But if he'd heard of the horrors... There was something fishy going on. There was more than just malfunctions and unforseen issues going on here. On this ship.]
I understand how large star systems can be, and while Tranquility is by far the largest ship I have ever been on, I wish to know how for three years- by our terms, baring in mind, clearly far longer by yours- there has been nothing to show for any form of rescue. I understand better than most the need to cut the losses, and recognize that perhaps that was what Tranquility was to you- a loss. Write it off and mount a commemorative plaque on the wall. But to ask us, good people who have been subjected to more than just malfunctions to return to a man, and a Triad that we have no loyalty to, no reason to believe aside from Ms. Knutson's glowing appearance...
I know I'm not alone when I say thank you- [Laura pauses for a moment to take off her glasses.]- but I'm afraid it's far too little, far too late.
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[Laura and Odessa never knew each other
other than that wild night and there was karaoke involved and a lot of shots. But she's curious. It felt like months since Odessa had taken the shuttle and left. But it was months.Frak time and space.
She doesn't trust this woman. Or, for that matter, Van Rijn.]
Prime Minister.
[She nods at each of them as best she can over the video screen.]
Two years for you, I'm afraid to report. I've been here, by my count, for a year now. Some of those who have been on this ship claim it's three years since they were abducted.
[She presses her lips together for a moment before continuing.]
What is it exactly that the Miraxians have been working on? Obviously it's more of a priority than finding their rogue ship. [She could understand that. But if he'd heard of the horrors... There was something fishy going on. There was more than just malfunctions and unforseen issues going on here. On this ship.]
I understand how large star systems can be, and while Tranquility is by far the largest ship I have ever been on, I wish to know how for three years- by our terms, baring in mind, clearly far longer by yours- there has been nothing to show for any form of rescue. I understand better than most the need to cut the losses, and recognize that perhaps that was what Tranquility was to you- a loss. Write it off and mount a commemorative plaque on the wall. But to ask us, good people who have been subjected to more than just malfunctions to return to a man, and a Triad that we have no loyalty to, no reason to believe aside from Ms. Knutson's glowing appearance...
I know I'm not alone when I say thank you- [Laura pauses for a moment to take off her glasses.]- but I'm afraid it's far too little, far too late.