[The feed clicks on to reveal a blonde teenager instead of Charles, who straightens the camera out once she realizes it's working and smiles maybe a little nervously at it, mostly because all of this is really, really weird and she's not really sure what to expect. Also these journals are way more advanced than things from 1962, so there's that fun little hurdle too.] Um, hi! I'm Raven, I guess I'm here for my brother, Charles? [She sounds maybe a little unsure, but she's skimmed through the network a tiny bit and this seems like the sort of thing people would post about, so she's just going to go with it.] I don't really know what he's doing on a prison ship. I mean, the work you guys do sounds nice and everything, but I'd never really thought of him going into psychiatry on a space ship. [Which just tops the weird charts, in her book if we're really being serious here.] He's too much of an old fart to do anything that interesting. [Teasing.] Anyway, I don't know how long I'm going to be here, but if anyone's looking for him, I can probably take a message. [ooc: Replies will be coming from ![]() |
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