First Clue - Audio/Text

[whistlesatengineers]

[ The first sound out of the comm was a suspicious thump thump thump. Someone’s testing to see if it’s on, maybe? After that, someone whistles what sounds like the acknowledging warble a computer might make. After that is a long, tense pause, followed by a grunt. The audio flicks off, but typing starts after a few more moments. ]

Gunney? Dare?

[ Another long pause before the typing continues. ]

This isn’t New Mombasa. This probably isn’t even Earth, is it? Where am I?

[ More importantly, where are his guns?!]

Comments

[defiant-rage.livejournal.com]

Why are you making that irritating... whistling noise?

[whistlesatengineers]

[ Pause. ]

Checking something.

Why?

[defiant-rage.livejournal.com]

I see no point. Whatever you're "checking" probably isn't here with you. And like I said, it's irritating.

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[whistlesatengineers]

Figured that out. Thanks for the tip. It means I have no reason to try again, either.

[ While he doesn't have his end of the audio turned on, he snorts in amusement. ]

Sounds like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

[defiant-rage.livejournal.com]

If that is supposed to be some sort of idiotic human expression, I will inform you that I slept just fine.

[ello-poppies.livejournal.com]

No it ain't, and good luck findin'that last one out.

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[whistlesatengineers]

Good luck? What's that supposed to mean?

Where the hell am I?

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[ello-poppies.livejournal.com]

It means no one else 's got a bloody clue where we are, so don' bother askin'.

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[whistlesatengineers]

So, let me just sum this up. I'm in the middle of no where, on a

[ Short pause ]

an ocean liner, on God only knows what planet, with a bunch of people from God only knows where?

Fantastic.

[heavyweaponsbot]

On a boat.

[whistlesatengineers]

Figured that out, thanks. This thing have a name? Or a way off?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Elegante, apparently.

If there is a way off, no one has discovered it.

[whistlesatengineers]

Strange name for a ship.

Well. Damn it.

[farfairersoul.livejournal.com]

You are on an oceanfaring ship that is not actually a ship on an ocean planet that may not be a planet at all, on your way to a place called the Golden Shore.

At least you realized fairly easily that you are no longer on your "dirt" planet. Most roundears do not catch on so quickly.

[Does he sound impressed? No, not really. Maybe a very, very little. But that's better than most people get!]

[whistlesatengineers]

Are we sure the 'Golden Shore' is even a shore?

[ This is becoming rather a lot to process all at once. The one thing that he's managed so far is 'No one here is trying to kill me'. ]

And I'm guessing that you have pointed ears or something?

[farfairersoul.livejournal.com]

No one but the Captain and crew are really certain of anything.

[And now he does sound impressed, although only moderately so.]

Makers, someone figured it out all by themselves. You must be an inspiration to your species.

[whistlesatengineers]

This is so typical.

[ He turns on his comm line long enough to bark a laugh. ]

I'm just good at figuring things out.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Get ready to be ridiculously miserable.

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[whistlesatengineers]

So just a typical day?

Sounds like you've had a pretty bad one, ma'am.

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[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Do your days consist of consecutively being on a boat and making friends, only to have 'em just ripped away? Then yeah, typical day.

You could say that.

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[whistlesatengineers]

[ That's... way too similar to his normal life. Really. He shifts, pausing for a long while before continuing to type. ]

You could say that.

Well, sorry to hear that.

[shenghuanzhe.livejournal.com]

Hey, this is First Mate Kage. You're on board the MS Elegante, and our destination is the Golden Shore. While we're en route, your job is to sit back and relax, awright? You got any questions, need anythin' special, you talk t'me or any other crew member, awright?

Welcome aboard.

[whistlesatengineers]

[ Finally, some straight answers. ]

Much as I'd like some leave, sir, all I need is to get my guns and go home and finish my job. I was a little busy saving mankind.

And what are the Covenant doing here?

[shenghuanzhe.livejournal.com]

[A soldier. Kage understands this.]

No can do. You've been requisitioned by higher ups, so to speak. Your ass rides in Redd's equip until the Shore, then y'can head back to your unit, aye?

[whistlesatengineers]

[ He would love nothing more than to protest. He answers to Buck and to Dare. But 'higher ups'... In some sense anyway. He sighs quietly to himself before flicking on the audio. ]

Understood, sir.