notdreaming: stare, neutral, sad (but what does it mean?)
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Hello everyone. It's been a while since the last time I recorded a message. I'm Kara Zor-el, from Krypton. [ She smiles politely at the screen. It has been four months, and she hasn't been able to talk to every newcomer since then. And things have been busy. ]

I've been trying to get a lab together myself, but I'm just not familiar with the technology available here. I meant to ask earlier, but then... well, you know. [ Electric death fell from the sky! Not you, Livewire. ]

I know there are several people with access to labs already in place. I was hoping one of you might have an opening for a lab assistant. I was just finishing school on Krypton before [ it exploded ] I came here, but I come from a family of renowned scientists and I have worked in labs before. I want to help with the biological research, figuring out what's wrong with the turtle and working to find a cure.

I was given a few names by friends... Bruce Wayne, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner?
anything_it_takes: Raph don't u change my pre-sets (Driving: looking @ brother)
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[You wanna play it this say, Raph? Taking surveys to prove a point? Fine. Let's play.

It's not about who cares - well okay, to be fair, that's the MAIN reason they developed such fine-tuned stealth skills in the first place. But that's not the only reason a ninja should stay hidden. With enemies who would probably not announce themselves first, who would see him and his brothers on the Network and then proceed to silently hunt them down one by one...

The last time the team faced Shredder, he nearly killed them all, starting with Leonardo himself; the memory of seeing the intent in Oruku's eyes while facing down his blade remained a deeply chilling moment. But now Leo's team is down by one, they're not always together and they can't just stay underground here. If Shredder found one of them out in Keeliai, alone, with no way to contact the others for help...]


How many people have had their enemies show up.

[A question with the cadence of a statement. That's how you know he's serious, apparently.

If this survey turns up zilch? Leo will have to concede the point completely. But he doesn't really suppose that'll be the case. Let's find out.]
littlecousin: (you should try not being a jerk)
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[Hello, Keeliai, it's your friendly neighborhood Atlantean princess who acts like an American college student.]

So, most of the..."satellite" is really not the word--it's basically a space station--is about forty feet underwater. There's some scattered stuff deeper, but we water-breathers can take care of rounding up those bits. If any air-breathers, especially you techy types, want to go exploring, I got Mr. Stark to whip up a few sets of breathing gear real quick.

[She holds up some scuba equipment, which seems deceptively light in her hands, given that those tanks can weigh a good 50 pounds when full.]

You don't have to worry about getting scuba-certified or anything. It's not deep enough that you need any of those weird gas mixes or that ascending too fast would kill you. I'll go down with anybody who wants and make sure nothing bad happens.
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[The terminal comes to life and before it a newcomer sits, leaning back slightly in the chair that he found before it. His eyes are on the bottom of the screen, looking through options that are available and then he realises that yes--he's did get that right, he's seen harder things to navigate. There is a look of relief that passes over his features as he leans slightly forward and while he certainly does not seem annoyed at the situation, there is hint of confusion in those purple eyes; perhaps perplexed, if not mildly amused.] I've seen some crazy things throughout the years--and trust me, living underwater has it's advantages in that department but a giant turtle that deals with you hanging around and populating it's shell?

Now that's patience. I've been told by a reliable source that turtles can have quite an attitude on them, but so I'm assuming that it's not taken a swipe to try to clear all you off as I think the setting would be a little different. More apocalyptic aftermath than street party festival from what I'm seeing.

[He's heard the speech, he's seen the locals and if anything he can feel the tension but the figure is that this could be something obvious, considering they bring complete strangers out of nowhere and throw them into the locals lives. Biting down on his lower lip for a moment in thought though, he is quiet for a moment before returning his attention to the viewer, and when he does there is an attempt at a smile; a teasing lilt to his voice.] Maybe he enjoys the celebration though--now that's not something you expect to see waking up from well--what was supposed to be a permanent sleep, I imagine. And speaking of that, this whole in-between idea. I thought purgatory was supposed to be boring. Doesn't seem to be the case here. I suppose it's best to ask here--since apparently it's the Emperor's business but, maybe you can tell me.

[A pause.]

What are the chances of seeing someone you thought that well, you might have never seen again? Death is the issue, I suppose but since apparently they can bring people from it, do they tend to do that regularly around these parts?
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