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[Arthur's new and improved communicator is sitting in his cabin ~~after his old one got destroyed by a tornado in the CES~~, taking a nice shot of his... door. There's no Arthur in sight. This plays for about a minute, then there's a thud and Arthur swings the door open. He's looking... like he just survived a zombie apocalypse. His clothes are torn and muddy, his hair's a mess, his legs are soaked up to his knees, and he's got cuts, scratches and bruises all over. He's even got a few manly cuts on his face. He storms into his cabin and kicks the door shut behind him. He pulls off the remains of his shirt and throws it aside, then notices his new communicator. Stalking over to it, he leans down close to address the audience.]

I hate this goddamn ship.

[END TRANSMISSION.]

[Private to Perry]
[And then a minute later, it clicks on again.]

Did you get hurt?

[Filtered to Capa, Ariadne, Dick, AND OTHER FRIENDS IF I FORGOT ANY]
You okay?

[OOC: ARTHUR HAD A GRAND OLD ADVENTURE. Laugh at him. Oh, and spam's welcome, too.]

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Looks like you found trouble along the way.

Just some scrapes and bruises. I'll be fine.

Some. Those things got pretty violent towards the end, but we stayed in groups. And the Admiral was pretty scared.

What about your ribs? [They are still broken! She is concerned!]

[Pause. Damn you for remembering.]

Okay, I'll go to the infirmary.

[She never forgets, okay. This is how he knows that she cares.]

Thanks. And let me know if you need anything?

You, too.

What was it like, when you found the Admiral?

It was bizarre. He was terrified, and he'd obviously been hiding for quite a while. I think, longer than anyone realized.

Hm.

I always wondered if the power was in the man or the title. I guess we know now.

Edited 2011-11-06 21:03 (UTC)

But that's about all we know, I'm afraid. Nothing about how the impostor got on board in the first place, or how it might be prevented in the future.

And the fact is, this isn't even the first time something like this has happened.

You're kidding.

Jesus. Can't we, like... get a few volunteers willing to act as security guards for him or something?

It was before my time. One of the inmates, called himself "The Master."

You really think our secretive leader would allow that?

Well, he doesn't sound like an ego-maniacal psychopath at all.

Has anyone ever asked about security measures? At all?

And certainly not suffering from an excess of creativity.

Asked the Admiral? Not that I know of. He's not the most responsive.

You'd think after an experience like this one, he'd want to beef up security a bit.

But what do I know.

Maybe we can set something up from our end. We're not lacking in tech here.

We could at least put a GPS tracker on him or something.

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