06 ☕ Voice
Aug. 13th, 2012 01:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Filtered to free humans living in the ruins and travellers she's encountered before]
Okay, everyone. Can't have escaped your notice that we've got some visitors. I spoke with a member of their crew - he said they're independent. I'm taking that to mean a scavenger craft, but it's not like we know the political situation out there.
There's about a hundred of them. They may have food and medical equipment to trade. Be smart about it, don't get greedy.
He said they're going to make repairs and leave; that might not happen. Anything you do to or with these people, assume you might end up with them as neighbors indefinitely. If you're hearing this from inside the Nest, safety of camp and crew come first. Always. Anybody who screws us over for some novelty or other is going to wish the Vanquish got them by the time I'm done.
[Anyone who knows Sara knows this is not an idle threat.]
[Filtered to 'visitors' i.e. free Barge characters who know they're from the Barge.]
My name is Sara Pezzini. I represent the Nest, a human encampment under the city. We can trade shelter, a little food and medical expertise in exchange for any equipment and non-perishable supplies you can spare. If that's something that interests you, contact me for access coordinates.
We're also looking for anyone with expertise in surface-to-ship communications tech.
[Open spam for assimilated 'natives' & visitors]
[The Nest was once part of a complex network of subterranean transport and supply lines. During the Vanquish's initial attacks, it became a bomb shelter - and now it's the only real, of-fixed-abode community left in what was once a millions-strong city. Sara was voted leader five years ago, but that doesn't properly describe the situation - the job was forced into her hands by the majority. It's a burden, not an honor.
Right now she's walking the tunnels, checking on things - the hydroponic farm, the medical ward, the school (inconceivably - so to speak - people still have kids occasionally). And if anyone shows an interest in visiting she'll go to one of the concealed entrances (far, far from the camp, via tunnels lousy with traps and pitfalls) to check them out.]
Okay, everyone. Can't have escaped your notice that we've got some visitors. I spoke with a member of their crew - he said they're independent. I'm taking that to mean a scavenger craft, but it's not like we know the political situation out there.
There's about a hundred of them. They may have food and medical equipment to trade. Be smart about it, don't get greedy.
He said they're going to make repairs and leave; that might not happen. Anything you do to or with these people, assume you might end up with them as neighbors indefinitely. If you're hearing this from inside the Nest, safety of camp and crew come first. Always. Anybody who screws us over for some novelty or other is going to wish the Vanquish got them by the time I'm done.
[Anyone who knows Sara knows this is not an idle threat.]
[Filtered to 'visitors' i.e. free Barge characters who know they're from the Barge.]
My name is Sara Pezzini. I represent the Nest, a human encampment under the city. We can trade shelter, a little food and medical expertise in exchange for any equipment and non-perishable supplies you can spare. If that's something that interests you, contact me for access coordinates.
We're also looking for anyone with expertise in surface-to-ship communications tech.
[Open spam for assimilated 'natives' & visitors]
[The Nest was once part of a complex network of subterranean transport and supply lines. During the Vanquish's initial attacks, it became a bomb shelter - and now it's the only real, of-fixed-abode community left in what was once a millions-strong city. Sara was voted leader five years ago, but that doesn't properly describe the situation - the job was forced into her hands by the majority. It's a burden, not an honor.
Right now she's walking the tunnels, checking on things - the hydroponic farm, the medical ward, the school (inconceivably - so to speak - people still have kids occasionally). And if anyone shows an interest in visiting she'll go to one of the concealed entrances (far, far from the camp, via tunnels lousy with traps and pitfalls) to check them out.]
Voice
Date: 2012-08-14 12:08 pm (UTC)Voice
Date: 2012-08-14 12:25 pm (UTC)Use the entrances in the order of preference I gave you. If you have reason to believe anybody can see you, even if they're on your crew, switch out and try the next one. If you burn out all three, contact me again.
Spam?
Date: 2012-08-15 05:48 am (UTC)[It's the second entrance, ultimately, that she enters. It might well have been simple paranoia that chased her from the first, but she can live with that.
It's almost comforting, crawling through the dim, dank tunnels. Until she narrowly avoids the first trap, anyway.]
Spam
Date: 2012-08-15 02:54 pm (UTC)Not that I'm faulting your eagerness but I more meant come in and wait.
Spam
Date: 2012-08-15 04:26 pm (UTC)And I thought standing around out in the open might attract unwanted attention.
Spam
Date: 2012-08-15 04:43 pm (UTC)[She's disabled most of the traps for the remaining two hundred metres of the tunnel, but some are impossible to disable - they're purely mechanical, lest they're attacked and lose power in the process. She holds the lantern low to the floor so Barbara can see where she's placing her feet.]
Didn't catch your name.
Spam
Date: 2012-08-15 04:51 pm (UTC)...Barbara. [She almost says Batgirl. It feels more natural, in a situation like this - and it's just as much her name, really.]
The traps are impressive, for what you have to work with. Have they ever been put to the test?
Re: Spam
Date: 2012-08-15 06:05 pm (UTC)[Her tone is uncompromising, but there's more than a hint of regret there, too. People are exiled from the camp only when their behaviour is actively threatening the lives of others; they're better off dead than permitted to return. But that doesn't mean she has to like it. She clears her throat.]
We've got a lot of natural mechanics in camp, but what we really need are technical experts. Anyone my age or younger's grown up without a formal education, and most people older were killed or taken in the first raids. I've been trying to transmit an SOS for a long time - we've got the equipment but not the encryption. I can't risk it being traced back to source by the Vanquish.
Spam
Date: 2012-08-18 02:44 pm (UTC)Education is something I've got. Might be able to share some of that, too. [It would be better to leave some knowledge behind.]