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[capn_redd]

[There's no warning. The silence is broken as Redd yells into his communicator.]

SEVENTY-THREE!

..

FORTY-EIGHT AND SEVENTEEN, PARTS A AND B.

RUN, MY HOUNDS, OR I CALL YOUR NUMBERS NEXT.

[His tone lowers as he begins to mutter incoherently, and mid-stream, he cuts off the audio feed.]

Comments

[solittleeffort]

Augh! What in the name of the Precursors is going on now?! [Maia had been busy meditating before the Captain's shouting disrupted her concentration. So much for a moment's peace.]

[capn_redd]

[Do you like Precursors, Maia? Redd fills the room she occupies with ottsels.

Hundreds of ottsels.

They all stare at her, but their expressions are not at all friendly.]

[solittleeffort]

[What.

Well, that...huh. That's certainly interesting and just a bit unsettling. Maia isn't entirely sure what to make of this development, honestly, although she's glad that they're silent.

...yeah, she'll just close her eyes and go back to trying to meditate. Although Maia will keep some of her focus on keeping her body crackling with bolts of Dark Eco. That ought to keep the little vermin at bay.]