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[savethedarkness]

[so, waking up on a spaceship and having to remember that you're ON a spaceship is an interesting experience. M mentally crosses it off a non-existent bucket list and reads things over. just because it's all different doesn't mean she can't do what still exists of the daily routine she's carved out for herself.

she'll definitely be keeping an eye on the book over the course of the day, but]

For those of us on the Lewis and Clark, who here is planning to attempt to rescue the others? It might do to have a plan. Anyone with experience in this sort of thing, I'm sure we'd all be glad of your knowledge.

[Filtered to Allies Because M Doesn't Really Do Friends Well]

I know everyone's been saying this, but in all seriousness, I need to know where you are. I don't like this, and if what others have said about what happens when things change drastically is any indication, I'm about to like it even less any minute now.

Bond, if you don't report within five minutes, I'm assigning you to guard Conan for a week.

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[unvarnished]

If we can find them, I could use some tools to try opening the door.

[savethedarkness]

Have you checked the control room yet?

[unvarnished]

I was keeping an eye on someone in the stasis pods. [making sure other people didn't break things]

I'll take a look and see what I can find. You'd think they'd keep some around for emergencies...

[savethedarkness]

They must have, somewhere. Unless the people who locked the bloody door behind them took them with. But even then, there's bound to be something.

[there's always something. Never Say Die, and all that]

[unvarnished]

I'm not going to let them stay trapped in there.

[selfless, brave and true. He can do this. He has to try, anyway]

[savethedarkness]

I'm glad of your help, then. And I'm sure they will be, too. ... What's your name?

[unvarnished]

August, ma'am. August W. Booth.

[savethedarkness]

Call me Emma, Mr. Booth. It's a pleasure, all else aside. ... Let me know what you find.

[unvarnished]

Emma.

[he says the name in a soft breath. It's amazing what that name does to him. What memories it brings. He suddenly misses her in an aching sort of way. She was the last person he saw before coming here, the one person he wants to see now more than anyone.

But she's not here, and he needs to focus on Henry and Ruby and all the other poor souls trapped on that ship]

You can call me August. I'll keep in touch.

[savethedarkness]

[she nods, not that he can see it, and notes that tone of voice for later discussion, when things aren't going to hell in a handbasket]

Until then, August. You take care.