001; HELLO FROM THE OTHER SIDE 8D

[haihefa]

[ some time shortly after the dropship goes diving into the ground, once Roan's gotten his head on straight and talked to the other two trapped in the metal can with him, he tries the ear piece things they woke with. But cautiously, only in his native tongue, at first. The one only one other person here understands.

the voice is deep, gravelly, but the tone isn't threatening. more careful, and flat. like soldiers whispering positions over a radio channel. ]

Ai laik Roan kom Azgeda. Lukot kom kongeda. Ai laik raun Skaikru floudon, kom tu moun kru.

Baga zog raun. Beja sis au.

[ a pause settles, roan unsure if he should be saying this or not. but Wanheda isn't being hunted anymore... to be safe, he goes by the less commonly known name. ]

Heda. Klark ste hir.

[ that's it for Trigedasleng. and because this looks more like Sky people than Trikru, he does another message in English, less telling, because there's no promise it isn't more Mountain Men either. ]

Who gifted us the nice tech and dead bodies? Anyone up to claiming it?


[[ ooc; forgive my crappy trigedasleng translation, i'm not good at this crap. this is what it should be, though:

I am Roan of Azgeda. Friend of the Coalition. I'm inside a Skaikru ship, with two others.
Enemies swarm us. Please help.
Commander. Clarke is here. ]]

Comments

Italics are trigedasleng, NOT english.

[withstandings]

King.

[ The Commander has heard you, her voice is even and lacks any real telling emotion. There's noise behind her, it sounds as though she's moving, and quickly at that. ]

I will help you.

[ Yes, her and her one man army, but Clarke is there, so she has to. Because clearly this is thinking with her head and not her heart. ]

I am almost to you. There will be others, let them be the distraction, take Clarke and head into the trees. I will find you.

[ Sorry, Minho??? She doesn't care if you live or die???? She's working her way to where she saw that thing land as fast as she can. ]

Avoid getting bitten or scratched.

SAAAAME

[haihefa]

[ oh sweet baby grounder jesus, thank you. he was not excited about possibly going into exile or being stolen away again. ]

Commander.

[ ok but he does care if Minho dies. it's fine, though, he'll just tell Minho to follow them, if he wants. or if he wants to go with the others. the kid seems resourceful enough, and smart. he'll just deal with it if Lexa gets mad. she'll probably be more occupied with Clarke anyway, considering... ]

Appreciated. I'll keep Clarke safe. But you should know, there's something not right with her. [ huuurrggghhh awkward. ] She doesn't recognize me. Or your name.

[ sorry, gurl. also wtf, that's ominous ]

What's out there?

[withstandings]

[ .... Bro. What did you do to Clarke??? ]

A head injury?

[ It should be. ]

I don't know what they are, but they think you are their next meal.

[haihefa]

[ omfg rude. ]

She didn't have a wound.

[ which doesn't necessarily mean there wasn't one, at some point. ]

Berserkers?

[strangelic]

[ It's odd not being able to understand a language being spoken, but it's hardly the only odd thing about this place, so...a response is probably due. ]

Who is this?

[haihefa]

[ ah, someone he doesn't know. one of the 'others' lexa was talking about, he's assuming. ]

Roan. Who's this?

[strangelic]

Castiel. I haven't heard your voice before.

[ A+ putting two and two together. ]

[haihefa]

Never heard yours either. Why you think that is, Castiel?

[ spoilers, because he doesn't effing know u bro. but, okay, let's be productive here, roan. ]

Is this tech from you? Your people?

[strangelic]

[ Okay, hm. Well to be fair, not everyone who crashed in the first ship has raised their voice. He pauses, just for a moment, considering the question evenly. ]

You came down in that ship. It didn't look as though anyone could survive it.

Our ship crashed here almost two weeks ago. We were much in the same position as you. Do you need help reaching the city.

[haihefa]

Most didn't.

[ three did. out of however many, he hasn't had a chance to count bodies yet. but there's a lot. ]

Including the swarm of whatever's banging on the outside of this tin can? [ aka yes, they need help. ]

[strangelic]

They must have been drawn in by the crash.

The creatures outside are the undead. If they're not inside, you should wait where you are for rescue.

[ A pause. ] People are coming. [ No matter how dangerous he thinks that is. ]

[haihefa]

The undead...

[ post nuclear fall out future earth didnt' have zombie movies, okay. ]

If it's not dead, wouldn't that make it just 'alive'?

Why the special term?

[strangelic]

They're hardly alive, either. Their hearts don't beat, they don't think beyond their hunger, their flesh falls away when you touch them. They're dead, but not still, moving but not alive.

I hadn't encountered them, personally, before coming here, but supposedly their bites are contagious.

[kickingand]

[ Lord above, why's it always get even weirder. ]

I don't think anyone's gonna be stepping forward for that anytime soon.

[haihefa]

[ and another new one. how many are on this channel? ]

Really. Someone just hands out rare tech and disappears? Not without reason.

[kickingand]

[ Who even knows at this point, buddy. ]

Probably the same person who nabbed us from where we're supposed to be.

[haihefa]

Nabbed. [ weird word but okay, english is weird. ] To where?

[ still wondering about that. he'd rather not advertise where he is while sitting trapped in a metal tin if it's possibly enemy territory ]

[kickingand]

[ Yes. Nabbed. Granted, Dean's doesn't sound too terribly bothered. ]

To here. Wherever here is.

[haihefa]

You don't know? How long have you been here?

[kickingand]

Uhh- [ give him a second, he's terrible about counting days. ]

Dunno. Gonna say a nice round two, three weeks.

[haihefa]

Two weeks. [ two weeks and you people haven't figured out where the eff you are. b r o . ]

Who leads your people?

[kickingand]

[ what, it's not like this place has a damn town hall! ]

Which 'my people' are we talkin' about here? [ because that could be taken a variety of ways. ]

[officio]

The ones who are responsible for all of us being here. We haven't been able to make contact with them yet.

[ Yet. She hopes that day isn't far. ]

[haihefa]

They just left all this tech with you with no other word?

[ w e i r d. this is valuable stuff, who would do that? ]

[officio]

So it seems. I suppose... they didn't want us to die immediately after arriving here.

[ A rather dark thought, but it's also practical -- clearly those who sent them here want them to survive... for some time, at least. ]