whistlesatengineers | First Clue

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[ 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?!]

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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.

Yeh catch on fast, yabber.

I try.

[ That? That he actually has to dignify with typing ellipses. ]

... and I've been called a lot of things, but 'yabber' is a new one on me.

It means yer yappin' too much, yeh boor'ead.

[How dare you call him on his ~~inexplicable~~ way of speaking.]

Gee, everyone else complains about how little I talk.

[ What can he say? His squad's resident jackass must have infected him with his painful bluntness. ]

And yet here yeh are, askin' about what I just told yeh and parrotin' it back at me. Whot are yeh, thick or somethin'?

Nope. Just really lost, apparently.

[ This is so embarrassing. ]

Get used to it, 'cause that ain't gonna change anytime soon.

Fantastic. I guess I'll just get started on that sitting around and twiddling my thumbs thing.

I'm from Japan.

Really? Glad to hear there's at least one Earther here.

There are quite a few of us. Americans, mostly.

Good, good.

I don't guess you know more than my unhelpful friend? Like maybe a way to get home?

If there's a way to get home, I don't know it.

Damn. But I really can't stay here. I was in the middle of something.

So was I. That was 10 months ago.

Seriously? So I'm just stuck here, while God knows what happens to my squadmates?

[ Worst. Day. Ever. ]

"Squadmates?"

[This is relevant to the Major's interests.]

Yes, squadmates. We were in the middle of a combat zone.

[ Regardless of interest, that's probably all he has to say on the matter. ]

I see.

I'm sorry.

[He's not in a position to appreciate how extraordinary getting sympathy from Kusanagi is, but maybe he'll look back in surprise one of these days.]

Thanks. They're a tough bunch, though. Hope they can handle themselves without me.

[ After what happened at New Jerusalem, the Rookie got a little of the sympathy and the pity. But here? It's not quite so bad. ]

Still. That's a bad time to get taken.

Yeah. I definitely have to agree with you.

Everyone calls me Rookie, by the way.

[ Having an entire conversation without introducing himself. Geeze. ]

[She laughs, not that he can hear it.]

Everyone calls me the Major.

[ He grins on his own end of the line a little bit. ]

Well, it's nice to meet you, Major. Should I make a wild guess and ask if that's your actual title and not just a nickname?

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