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[ when the feed comes on, riza's expression is tense. controlled. she's looking straight into the camera. there's an air of professionalism to her as she speaks, but that's to be expected.

she's lived through enough warzones, calamities, and nightmares to know how this goes. ]

My name is Riza Hawkeye. I know some of you, but-

[ not important. she blinks herself out of that. roy was always better at this, wasn't he? okay, breathe. ]

We need to regroup. I'm sure everyone has felt some part of what is going on, but things are getting out of hand. We can't turn on each other at a time like this, not with whatever is happening down below. I know a lot of us are scared, but if we're going to get through this, we need to pull together.

[ a beat, and then she exhales. riza doesn't look fantastic, honestly. she hasn't slept in who knows how long, and with everything going on around the ship?

but she's trying, that has to mean something, right? ]

Anyone who needs help, come find me in the lounge. I know basic first aid and can see what I can do. If anyone has any kind of healing abilities that are working? I can help with those too. I'm trying to collect what supplies we have, but help is appreciated.

I'll be in the Lounge if anyone needs to find me.

[ and then the feed cuts.

ooc timeline wise! this is happening semi-post the event log but pre the wrap-up log! meaning that people who went down in the first log can be back up, but all the dead bodies haven't made it up. she is open for network stuff but also if you just want to action meeting her in the lounge......feel free.

also.....no one has told her about roy yet so. that is open. c: ]

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I don't have any healing here. [the loss of cure wounds is felt keenly!!] I don't even have my 'normal' gift now, it's been. changed.

That there's something on this ship with powers that can interact with and upset Astoria's gifts to us is concerning.

Are you okay?

[ because she spoke to percy, to shiro. she knows things down below didn't go well. and with that out of the way- ]

Changed how?
I've heard it happen to a few others, but what did it do to you?

I have been tended to.

[ Which is an answer, of a sort. ]

I gained the ability to transform into a bear made of stars.

[ well. riza will have to take that, she guesses. ]

I'm sorry.
Did you say a bear made of /stars/?

[ others have been happy enough to spill the beans; Vex is still avoiding putting the words down in text. ]

That is what I wrote.

Did it not translate correctly?

[ riza would still like to hear it from vex, all things considered. but she's also not going to press it. yet. ]

No it translated correct.
I think?
That's just not even close to your original ability.

[ She needs more time. She may not get it -- or maybe they will. For now, focus. ]

Oh. Good.

I'm aware.

I would have liked earlier notice than after being attacked by the monster.

You bring up a good point though.
If the ship, or the monster, or whatever it is is able to affect us that much...
We need to be preparing for more than we have been.

[ and then, because she can't ignore that... ]

I know you have it handled, but if you do need more bandaging or supplies I do have them here.

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We know so little, even after what we've had to learn through experience. How do you prepare for the unknown?

And one potential old source simply isn't talking. Maybe it's time to lean on her a bit more.

[ Well, you could. But Vex is grateful that you don't. even if she'd deserve it, given how short she's been. ]

I'm with Percival. If either of us should need anything more, we know who to call.

You just prepare. Not for anything specific, not for anything in particular. You just do.

Do you think she'd have anything new for us?

[ she's not going to. her ability to ignore obvious things only goes so far. ]

He's going to need new bandages in a day, so I'll expect your call.

I've spent much of my life doing that. I was rather hoping for a longer break from such before getting snared in Astoria's nets. Ah well. We're here now.

I don't know. Hence the leaning. I'm

Not the person to do that. Not right now.

Ah, so the wound is more troublesome than he'd admit. Do not worry. I will sit on him so he stays still long enough to be tended.

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