Navi_No, the SS_Noanga AI (
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[Evening Day 6] Incoming from ???
[Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, the jewel on your bangle suddenly, inexplicably crackles to life.
You all know the voices (colours, for Lucus) - you heard at least one prior to arrival on the Noanga.
While glitching crackle drowns out most of the message, you manage to make out the following:]
Invited.
A --- next few days--- go--- engage. Repeat do---.
[Lucas will note the message is laced with pain and distress, as if sending this harmed the senders somehow.]
You all know the voices (colours, for Lucus) - you heard at least one prior to arrival on the Noanga.
While glitching crackle drowns out most of the message, you manage to make out the following:]
A --- next few days--- go--- engage. Repeat do---.
[Lucas will note the message is laced with pain and distress, as if sending this harmed the senders somehow.]
no subject
I have outgrown my belief that I am the best leader of any group and entitled to that position. I will be satisfied with any of us having control of the ship, rather than none of us, as it is now.
You are used to being nomadic? I confess, I am not. I often joined adventuring parties in my youth, and I have become accustomed to being taken from one universe to another, but in nearly all cases, my home at the time was stationary.
no subject
But... she wouldn't mind being the power behind a throne again.]
After a fashion. My fortress was trapped within a nebula. Soon after it was freed, I was stolen away to another universe, where my home became a travelling spaceship. Changing views are still a novelty.