SS572S | VOICE | D009

[2199]

[American, vaguely East Coast, female, an adult voice with a harsh cadence; she speaks in the dull tone of someone accustomed to terse military communication.]

This is Sierra-Sierra-Five-Seven-Two-Sierra, requesting Libra. I say again: Sierra-Sierra-Five-Seven-Two-Sierra, requesting Libra. Requesting November-Sierra-Charlie. Requesting... Requesting unknown station.

Possible India-Foxtrot-Tango bleed. Proceed with caution. Do not interact with any nonhuman organic life. I say again: do not interact with any nonhuman organic life, under any circumstance. This priority overrides all other orders. Authentication: Deep Waters.

Report... Report. [A long sigh. Something like fatigue creeps in, but it's quickly banished.] Reporting buildings on the horizon. Will attempt reconnaissance.

Please hail if assist is needed. Location unknown, but... well, if I can hear you on this thing, I should be able to get to you.

Sierra-Sierra-Five-Seven-Two-Sierra, over.

Comments

[ichoosefight]

Better than getting caught unaware by a bunch of strange dudes with crossbows and steak knives.

[ This is a joke! Probably. Mostly. It could happen, okay? ]

It took a while to get this far. I only found something to boil water in a few days ago, and I'm still mostly foraging for food. It's lucky there were enough of us that know how to survive in a situation like this.

[2199]

It's lucky we're not in a desert.

Do you know if anyone's come down with any illnesses from the food and water here?

[ichoosefight]

Yeah, I know D-I got sick. I'm not sure what caused it, though. I've mostly been hearing about this stuff over the comms.