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Captain Bel Thorne ([personal profile] hellsbel) wrote2015-11-20 10:02 pm

Rec Room

The wardroom, or rec room, is a place to connect.


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[A sharp, ambiguous face appears on the directory screen; the voice is a curt, ironic alto.]

You've reached Bel Thorne. Leave me a vidcall or message here and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

[note: Bel is in cryo from May 9 to May 23, and messages received during that span will be answered after it.]



Please state the nature of the communication (video, audio, text, etc) in the subject line. Non-electronic communications can be directed to Bel's quarters (Nomo Deck, room #005), or left in Bel's shipboard mailbox. If responding to a Spacebook post, please indicate which one.
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Re: video; private

[personal profile] backsassin 2016-03-04 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[Zam picks up the second she gets the call back.] Took you long enough, [she murmurs, though she sounds more relieved than irritated.]

There’s... a group of people who arrived through the Ingress. [She’s hesitant, even when she knows she doesn’t have the time to be. She’s kept the circumstances of her death obscure since she arrived here, the better to avoid being reminded of it, but now it’s looking like she doesn’t have much choice in the matter anymore. Not with those faces now among the crew. She takes a breath and, after one more brief moment of reluctance, lets the words spill out.]

I think the man who killed me is here. Along with the two who were interrogating me when it happened. It’s… a long story. [No, it’s not. But it’s a painful one that she’d rather not tell.] The man who killed me is a bounty hunter named Jango Fett. Wears silver and blue armor. I’ve been trying to scrub my name from the network for the past few hours and it’s not working, and there’s no way he doesn’t have his MID by now, which means he knows I’m here. [Her voice is sharp edged with fear and frustration; after months of being stuck on this ship, it feels like the walls are finally starting to close in -- there’s nowhere else to go.]

He hasn’t seen this face before but he knows I’m a changeling. If he knows I’m here, he’ll be looking for me. I need you to keep an eye out for him and if you do see him, tell me when and where.

And don’t try to approach him. [Except the way Zam says it, it sounds more like “Don’t try and start a fight.”]
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[personal profile] backsassin 2016-03-05 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Library. He’s got no reason to think I’d be here and he’s sure as hell not going to come in for some light reading. [Jango never had been one for books. And even if he did decide to pay a visit, Zam’s positioned herself on the second floor where she has a clear view of the entrance, and the quiet of the place ensures anyone would have a difficult time sneaking up on her. It’s still not an ideal hiding place, but at least remaining on the ship means she’ll be able to depend on her blaster if it comes down to it -- she’s not about to get into a firefight on a hydrogen-atmosphere gas planet.]

Two human male Jedi. [Seeing as most people here haven’t even heard of the Force, Zam doubts that word has any meaning here.] Members of a religious order turned Republic heavies. If they haven’t changed into uniforms yet, they’ll be in brown robes. [Her tone grows wry despite the circumstances.] I wasn’t able to get on a first-name basis with either of them.

The politician they were protecting came through as well. Human woman by the name of Amidala. If you’re going to talk to anyone, talk to her. Maybe ask what she was doing before she came through the Ingress -- find out if Jango finished the job after he… disposed of me. [And would that just be the best joke? That Zam should die with, or perhaps even in place of the woman she’d been assigned to kill? Sounds like something straight out of a Mabari sermon. She shakes her head in disgust.]

I wouldn’t try striking up conversation with the Jedi if I were you. They have… abilities. Ways of getting inside people’s heads. There’s a good chance they’d learn more from you than you would from them.
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[personal profile] backsassin 2016-03-08 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[Zam rolls her eyes at the pun. If she were in a better mood, she might retort that they have bigger fish to fry on the ship.]

Not that I know of. One’s younger, looks to be around twenty. Light complexion, brown hair down to about his shoulders, face is clean-shaven. The older one looked maybe in his thirties or forties. Also light-complexioned. Lighter and shorter hair than the other one, and a beard.

[Zam frowns when Bel says Amidala isn’t in the directory.] I saw her come out of the Ingress. Young human woman, brown hair, light skin… [She pulls up the directory on her own MID.] She could be using a false identity. She certainly wasn’t dressed like royalty when I saw her on Ceta.

[Bel’s next question nets a brief pause from Zam, followed by a sigh.] Jango hired me to kill her. He didn’t tell me who wanted her dead or why, just that there was a lot of money riding on it and there’d be “consequences” if I screwed up. [Zam just hadn’t been aware how immediate those consequences would be at the time.] She’s politically powerful back home, but she doesn’t seem like much of a threat physically. Might have those two Jedi watching her back though.

[Another pause, though this one brought on more by uncertainty than reluctance.] I don’t know. Jedi abilities aren’t exactly well-understood. [She tries to mentally sift through various rumors and speculation she’s heard.] I think they have to be talking to you to put ideas into your head. As for getting them out... I’m not sure. There are stories of Jedi sensing people on different planets, but I don’t know if there’s any truth to them. [A tense silence.]

At least if they’ve sensed me here, they haven’t come looking yet.