[ Azari, uh, may be glowing. Just faintly, but still. His "tattoos" are a faint blue, the glow obviously slightly removed from his skin since you can see the glow from the markings under his clothes hovering OVER his clothes. It's nerves. Shhhhh. ]

Hello, everyone who has made it through the most recent jump. I hope everyone's... well, I hope you're all okay.

For those of you who don't know, my name is Azari, and I am an Avenger. We're a team of people on the ship who are dedicated to helping protect the rest of you in whatever way we can - many of us are skilled in combat or have abilities most people do not. We hope to be people that you can rely on in times of danger and crisis.

I don't know how many of you are aware, but James Rogers, the former leader of the Avengers on this ship, is no longer here. Don't worry, the rest of us are still here and plan to continue helping in any way we can. If you have any questions or concerns, you can bring them to me or to Francis Barton. Thank you for your time.

[locked to Tranq's Avengers team; Anthony's encryption]

Uh, so, I don't really know what we're doing leadership-wise without James here. We should probably discuss that.

I know Francis has joined the security team, and I'm in training with the flight team. If you guys can help out any crew department in your spare time, that's probably a good way to get them to respect us as at least being willing to work and help when we're needed.

[ sigh ] I wish James were still here. But he's not, so we just gotta keep moving. Who all is still around? Have we lost anyone else?

[ The very first shot is the view outside of the shuttle bay windows, stars and space and nothing else. Carolyn leaves the camera there for a bit before clearing her throat -- yes, there is more to this post than stars. ]

For those of you who were doubtful, yes, we are in space. The shuttle bay has the only windows on the ship, and now you've seen out them. If you want to come take a look for yourself, go ahead, but don't touch anything down here, don't bring any firearms, and don't show up drunk or high because we'll kick you out.

[ After a few more moments focused out the window, Carolyn turns the camera toward herself. ]

For those of you who are new, I'm Carolyn Fry. This has a few purposes other than showing you all the stars. For starters, the flight crew's always looking for new members. If you're interested, let us know -- we'll train you if you need it. However.

[ She'd cross her arms here, if she weren't holding the camera. Instead her gaze just narrows. ]

We do not have enough fuel for anyone to take a shuttle and try to get back to wherever they came from. If you want to try that, you might as well just walk out the airlock, because the results will be the same -- besides, this is probably a completely different year than the one you left. Likewise, if you just want to joy ride around outside, then you're out of luck. If we need to abandon ship, we need power. Since we have no idea when we're going to get more fuel for the shuttles and don't have as much as I'd like anyway, we're conserving it, so for now we're mostly repairing and maintaining them. Either way, my team doesn't really appreciate people trying to steal shuttles. We can and will stop you. You will be sent to the brig.

[ Her voice changes now from somewhere between 'stern' and 'frustrated' to 'I have said this next part a thousand times', one hand coming up to slide through her hair. ]

If you're brand new to space travel, I've been holding some space survival training classes. It's not necessarily "how to kill aliens trying to eat you" but it includes ways you can keep yourself healthy and the evacuation procedures we'll be using if we ever need to. [ A few button pushes and a link to the videos is added to the post. ] I'd obviously recommend watching them. Again, if you have any questions, please ask. I'll try to hold another session this jump.

[ Pause. ]

Last but not least, I'm going to remind everyone of a few things. Get in the gravity couches each jump or you will die. Don't wander out into the ship alone or you'll either die or come back crazy. Try not to kill each other [ she is really unhappy about the fact that she feels like that needs to be said. ] because honestly, the ship doesn't need help in that department. If you want something to do, there are plenty of departments that could use help.

Also, if anyone on board needs cat food, I have a recipe. [ Because that's not out of tone with the rest of the message at all...

There's a slight, forced smile at the camera. Mostly it just makes Carolyn look more tired, but hey, she tried. ]

Stay safe, Tranquility.

[ The feed cuts, but a few moments later, some locked messages go out. ]

[ LOCKED TO RIDDICK ]
I want to talk to you. In person.

[ LOCKED TO SPOCK ]
You still want to help with space survival training?

[ LOCKED TO THE FLIGHT CREW + FLIGHT CREW TRAINEES ]
I was thinking we should all get together for a little bit. Just... try and relax a little before diving back into work, get to know each other a little better.

[ He looks very serious, Azari does, as he addresses the network ] Um, I don't really... have anything to say about what's been happening, as I didn't know the... deceased folks. I'm very sorry to their friends, and any family they might've had here. I... I'm really sorry, I'm sorry for what you're going through right now. It's never easy losing someone you love.

[ He falls silent for a moment, pursing his lips thoughtfully ]

But because of all this, if anyone is feeling unsafe or would like someone to accompany them to and from their room to the med bay or shuttle bay or wherever you need to go, I would be willing to do it. Just let me know.

[Locked to Peter Parker; 100% Encrypted, Anthony's encryption (that he got from James)]

Hey, uh, you okay? I hear I kinda slept through the last month or so. Lemme know.

[Locked to Carolyn; same encryption]

Ma'am, I just wanted to let you know that I'm awake again, if you want to continue my lessons. I didn't want to just show up and surprise you or anything.

[Locked to the Avengers; same encryption]

So I slept through last month I guess. Did I miss anything important? Who all's still here?

Also... is there anything we can be doing right now? I don't want to get in Sec's way, we should be working with them if anything.

[ Azari isn't the best at... people. Shhhh. He's working on it. Still, he comes across a little stilted, like he's trying to be polite but is more nervous than anything.

To think that the Black Panther can be nervous about something as dumb as posting on a network, jeeze... Pym would mock him for the rest of time. Though he'd welcome it if it meant Pym being here.]

Hello. My name is Azari, if we haven't met before.

I was wondering if anyone on the ship would be able to race in one of the jungle levels in the oxygen garden. I run through there a lot, but it's more fun if you've got someone to race.

[ pause, while he makes sure his thoughts are straight. ] I'm looking specifically for people with somewhat enhanced speed and agility, since I'm pretty sure that through that underbrush, I could beat any average human that wanted to try. ...Not to say that I won't race you if you're an average human, but it probably won't be much of a race. That's all.

...Yes. So, if you could just... let me know. If you're interested. Thank you.

[ click. God, that was mortifying. ]

[well that sure is a dapper gent on the feed now isn't he. kind of roguish looking, rakish and fierce. he wears a shirt made by a recently missing seamstress and a crimson red coat that hangs open, long black curls of hair that look like dripping candles and the brightest blue eyes face the camera.

he offers a bow to the video.]

Shipmates, firstly I must offer my condolences. To those that were acquainted with our late Miss Stone; she will be greatly missed.

[he lays a hand upon his breast, bowing his head, and he would have swept off his hat, had he had it with him. after a moment's pause, those striking eyes return to the camera and he offers a smile, a sly thing.]

I am James Hook, captain of the Jolly Roger, though I understand such a title is neither here nor there when we travel amoung the stars. I have seen, and heard whisper, of grievances accompanied with these masks that this place has so graciously provided us. Whispers that they are evil things, that cause you to act outside the norm.

Here I have for you, a solution.

[and he steps back, revealing a large, antique chest, about a metre wide.]

I have with me a chest, built for holding and hiding treasure. Now there is very little in the way of what a man like me might consider treasure on board, but it would be a pity to waste such a wonderful chest. "What could I possibly use it for?" said I, as I mused within my cabin. "What use could this chest possibly be on a craft from the future?"

Then I realized! These masks, they cannot be destroyed. Send them beyond the walls of this ship and they should return. But lock them up- [and oh ho, look how clever this man is. his tone is beguiling, convincing, and you may find yourself agreeing with him despite yourself.] and they shan't go anywhere.

So I offer you, my friends, this chest. Any that have not yet found a solution to their distress may bring their masks to me, and I shall lock them away for safe keeping.

[again, he bows]

I reside in cabin eighty, of the ninth floor. My door is open to you.

Does anyone not know how to get to the shuttle bay?

This applies especially if you don't know what a shuttle is. Or if you've never been in space before.

If you don't know how to get there, I will personally come to your room and walk you there. I promise. I cannot emphasize enough how important this is.

It's hard to wrap your thoughts around, I know. Where I come from, the Void is only a theological concept. If you're really, really rotten, you go there when you die. And no one ever mentioned that there isn't air in the Void. I mean, if you're already dead and forsaken by the Maker, why would you need to breathe?

[But he's gone off on a tangent. Right, where was he? SPACE TRAINING]

But that's just it. If you were already dead, you couldn't die again. And people on this ship can die. It has happened. I don't want it to happen to any of you.

Outside this ship, there is no air to breathe. There is no land to stand upon, nor water to drink. There is nothing, save huge fires that somehow burn without air and are called suns. And huge rocks, but you can't stand on those, trust me. They're too far away. If one of them were close enough for you to touch, we'd all be dead already anyhow, because it would have smashed the ship.

[Fascinating, isn't it?]

Then there are the dangers you can't see, or hear, or smell. Do you know what space radiation is? If you don't, you'd better come to space training. You don't want to find out the hard way.

[[OOC note: I'm sorry, guys! Anders is just really fixated on space training and space radiation. Feel free to ignore his spam. Or to poke at him.]]

[ Carolyn is, as usual, in the shuttle bay. Today she's out among the shuttles instead of in one of the maintenance rooms, the windows -- the only windows on the ship -- behind her. She figures actually showing people the stars might be a good attention grabber. ]

Tranquility, this is Carolyn Fry. For those of you who are new here, I'm a member of the flight crew and both pilot and captain a spaceship back home. I also have training sessions to help acclimatize people to living in space, which is the main purpose of this broadcast.

For those of you just joining us, there are videos and transcripts of the previous session. [ And ding!, here they are. ] They've been added to the anonymous information post, so this may not be the first time you've seen them if you've checked that out. In addition to these, we're going to have another session. I'm attaching what we'll be going over now.

[ EVACUATION PROCEDURES: Now the formal evacuation protocol for the ship, passengers will go over what to do in the event of emergency evacuation, including what items are considered necessities and what they may be asked to leave behind, shuttle boarding, securing themselves in the shuttle, and the importance of not panicking. Pilot training on request; talk to Carolyn after class.
EMERGENCY BOARDING DRILL
GENERAL SAFETY: Things You Should Not Do On A Spaceship, including but not limited to fire safety, weapons safety, and equipment safety. Includes information on how these things can be used effectively without damaging the ship or yourself, the possible consequences of using things improperly, and the proper steps to take if you should notice something unsafe aboard the ship.
TRANQUILITY-SPECIFIC SAFETY: Things You Should Not Do On The Tranquility, including but not limited to wandering the deeper parts of the ship to try and explore, reverse-hacking or seeking out unknown entities, and jump safety. ]

Like it says, these evacuation procedures are now the official evac procedures for the entire ship. Anyone who was with us last jump may recognize how vital that sort of thing could be in the future, and Commander Resnik asked me to write them up formally. That means that until further notice, if we have to get off this ship in an emergency, this is what we'll be doing. It's important to know and important to practice, and I encourage all of you to show up. Same with the other safety items we'll be going over.

Like the last two sessions, we'll be having this one in the shuttle bay -- so don't bother the flight crew while we're in there. We have a lot to do and not enough people to do it with, so let's just focus on what we're in there to do.

[ And Carolyn's used up her quota of trying to be a captain for the main post, so she dips her head at the communicator in a quick nod. ]

If you have any questions now, feel free to ask. If not, I'll see you in the shuttle bay.

((ooc: Feel free to reply via network or action it up with Carolyn or with each other for the actual space training session in the comments!))

[ For someone who often prefers to address the network by video feeds, it's rather odd for Pepper to instead to choose voice, this time around. She sounds a little weary, like she's been awake for days at a time, but it's only a side effect of the monthly routine, and the in part just the mere thought that she's spent so much time back home just in the space of one jump. One jump. It feels like she should have missed months of being here, but she hasn't missed a thing. ]

It's been a bit of a while for me, now, but at least these aren't quite as bad as I remember anymore. [ To clarify: ] I don't really know how or why, but during the last jump I went home - or something like that. It's been... a while, let's say, but I'm sure I'll ease back into it. [ She pauses, a little uncomfortably. ] I don't think that anyone has stated this officially yet, but it looks like Bruce Banner and Betty Ross are gone. I can't find or contact them. I'm sorry, to those of you who know them. They were a really wonderful pair, and they'll be missed, but at least one of them hasn't left the other behind here, and we can be thankful for that.

[ The next pause she makes is heavier, highly indicative of her concern even though she desperately wants to sound casual. Her words are just too flat, too stiff, to pass as normal. ]

Lastly, if anyone sees Tony Stark, please ask him to give me a call- or whatever it is you do with these things. Thank you.

[ And with that, she ends the feed, abruptly. ]

( ooc: AND WITH THAT tony stark is officially missing! feel free to join pepper in her unpleasant levels of concern :c )

[Hey Tranquility. This is a face that's been kind of missing for a while, and boy does he look tired. Tired and worn and just kind of like a kid who's seen way too much shit in way too short a time.]

Hey, um. [Well, that's eloquent. And kind of scratchy, like he hasn't actually spoken in a few days. He clears his throat, shifts around a bit, and tries again.] I'm back, sorry... for disappearing, I guess. We got stuck in a weird part of the ship when lockdown hit.

[There's a long bit of silence where James just kind of looks off to the side of his communicator, spacing out. And it's more than obvious that he's pale, with dark circles under his eyes. A bit gaunt from not really being able to find much food from his little getting lost thing.]

Libby's... gone. And I found... if I can just- if a Miles and a Jesse who knew her can get in touch, that'd be... she told me to tell you.

[For now, he's saying nothing about the latest addition to his room.]

[Francis intends on making this short and sweet, because time is of the essence if this is anything like any other emergency situation he's ever been in]

Avengers - whether you're mine or not - you're needed. I want my team to meet by the oxygen gardens. If you think you can help keep the peace, feel free to join in.

And if anyone can get me in contact with Tyke, I'd appreciate it. Got a question for her.

Anyone not safe in their rooms who needs help, let me know. I'll come escort you myself.

Azari, when you get here, we need to talk.


[ooc; totally open to action spamming for those who would like to patrol/etc]

[ The video opens on a dark-skinned, gold-eyed, cats-pupiled young man who's probably about 16 or so, looking very serious. You may've seen him around, or you may not have. He hasn't been very social since he arrived. ]

Hi. I just need to know if anyone has seen James Rogers recently. A little older than me, red hair, blue eyes. I haven't seen him in a couple of days, and I'm starting to get worried. If anyone has any information, I'd really appreciate it.

Thank you.

[The text goes out as a general announcement to the ship, but especially to those he knows are friends of one Captain Steve Rogers.]

So -- a friend of mine and I figured we needed to liven up this ship with something not ....well, horrible. So we're having a movie night, showing some of Captain America's finest works. Feel free to either follow the smell of popcorn or just ask me where it is if you have any interest.


[--And as promised, Bucky is waiting in one of the rooms with a holodeck screen, projector helpfully provided and built by one Howard Stark. He switches to video, then, grinning, and sends two messages privately.]

[PRIVATE TO HOWARD STARK AND STEVE ROGERS:]

Both of you better get your asses up here.


[OOC: Now with an accompanying log!]

[ The video feed starts, and Stephanie waves. She's sitting on her bed in her "room," smiling through the screen. ]

So, I've been thinking about the whole "space hell" theme this place has going on, and I came to the realization that not everything that happens here is going to be all rainbows and butterflies, obviously.

I mean, this ship is looking more horror sci-fi and less action adventure sci-fi every day. And I kind of like being alive and well, as surprising as that might sound.

[ She pauses, hesitating. ]

What I'm getting at is...would anyone be up for teaching me self-defense?

[ Not that she really needs the help, as self-defense was thoroughly covered in Bat-training.

But if Batgirl wants to go out and about, her alter ego has to be nothing but normal—Stephanie Brown, an average teenage girl with zero space experience, zero fighting experience, and zero spandex experience. ]

Whoever told Tony to sing Rolling in the Deep is getting an earful from me later. You know who you are. Next time, go with Styx. Or better yet, skip karaoke night altogether.

Coffee: lesson one. The stuff here? Two level scoops and a generous half. Only way it's palatable. That's my contribution. In exchange... I'm looking for a solid supply of canvas and some stiff packing materials. Takers will get coffee, or a serenade.

[At which point, listeners will hear the chorus of this as sung by a very drunk Tony Stark. THE BEEB.]

[100% encrypted to that Other Clint Barton (if you can hack this, your name is Tony Stark):]

I saw the rumor. I want to meet her.

[70% encrypted to Francis Barton]

Time's up.