[ M is seated at a table in one of the data libraries, her comm propped in front of her so that the video records her from chest upward. She's dressed in one of her suits, neat as a pin, and has a mug from one of the kitchens close at hand. She looks very comfortable addressing an audience she can't see. ]

As it has become apparent that our communications network is in proper working order again, and that I will in fact not be making the trip back to where I should be, I suppose an introduction is in order. I do apologize for my reclusive habits. I'm afraid I am rather of the sort that doesn't socialize.

My name is Maud Astor, and I come from London, in the early twenty-first century. I should very much like to know if there is anyone else here who might be from that general time frame.

I should also like to request further information on exactly what sort of governance exists aboard this ship.


TEXT. Private to Q, 007. MI6 Encryption Protocol.

Status reports from the both of you, please. In text or in person.