[Not long after Tadashi's reply, Arthur's broadcasts. He's come out of fighting in space and--he handled it well enough, but not as much as he'd liked. At least he had dignity during his first space battle.
He doesn't bother mopping up the stream of blood running down the side of his face. At the moment, as evidenced by the shaking and groaning of the ship, there are more important things to worry about than vanity.]
Hello-- is-- Are you there?
Can anyone hear or see me?
--Look, whoever-- whoever can-- We've got to do something. It may be a fool's errand but we've got little choice. I refuse to-- [he breathes deeply to remain calm]--
I refuse to allow them to take us. That woman, she said something about us having a chance at forcing the ship to jump. These abilities, if we combine them--perhaps we can.
I'm well aware it hasn't been successful in the past. [Arthur lets out a low, hoarse laugh.] Maybe it's different, I don't know. With that thing in our heads, it very well could be.
[He finally wipes some of the sweat and blood from his brow and considers the device.]
Before anyone considers anything, remember that in this fight, death is inevitable, and being taken prisoner, perhaps something worse than that fate. We ought to be able to choose our fate--to have a bloody chance at staying alive and not shackled by a government who may very well consider us liabilities--that means disposable.
[Arthur's breathing at last evens out. He closes his eyes. Opens them again. He is resolute, if a bit resigned.]
If we can get everyone to focus these abilities, if there are those of us who wish to force a jump or at the very least, try, I urge you--we've very little time, we must act quickly. As reckless as it may seem, we've got to try and reconnect with Engineering, and fast.
I may be a stranger to most of you on board, but in my time on this ship I've come to admire those who came before me--all of you--for enduring here.
We will not be taken into the hands of people who will likely see us without mercy.
[With the stare and conviction of two millennia behind his eyes:]
permavid
He doesn't bother mopping up the stream of blood running down the side of his face. At the moment, as evidenced by the shaking and groaning of the ship, there are more important things to worry about than vanity.]
Hello-- is-- Are you there?
Can anyone hear or see me?
--Look, whoever-- whoever can-- We've got to do something. It may be a fool's errand but we've got little choice. I refuse to-- [he breathes deeply to remain calm]--
I refuse to allow them to take us. That woman, she said something about us having a chance at forcing the ship to jump. These abilities, if we combine them--perhaps we can.
I'm well aware it hasn't been successful in the past. [Arthur lets out a low, hoarse laugh.] Maybe it's different, I don't know. With that thing in our heads, it very well could be.
[He finally wipes some of the sweat and blood from his brow and considers the device.]
Before anyone considers anything, remember that in this fight, death is inevitable, and being taken prisoner, perhaps something worse than that fate. We ought to be able to choose our fate--to have a bloody chance at staying alive and not shackled by a government who may very well consider us liabilities--that means disposable.
[Arthur's breathing at last evens out. He closes his eyes. Opens them again. He is resolute, if a bit resigned.]
If we can get everyone to focus these abilities, if there are those of us who wish to force a jump or at the very least, try, I urge you--we've very little time, we must act quickly. As reckless as it may seem, we've got to try and reconnect with Engineering, and fast.
I may be a stranger to most of you on board, but in my time on this ship I've come to admire those who came before me--all of you--for enduring here.
We will not be taken into the hands of people who will likely see us without mercy.
[With the stare and conviction of two millennia behind his eyes:]
I refuse to let that happen.
[with that, he cuts it off.]