[That's kinda weird, dude. You seen anyone about that?
Akira's gaze locks onto the communicator at his wrist, and he nods. He remembers it playing a message when he woke up, too, but it didn't say anything about a traitor. Just that... they'd tried to save the world and fucked it up? (Oi, join the club, buddy.) But he guesses it sorta made sense that people might be getting different messages. From what he's heard, no one could find the person or people who left them anyway. Maybe they were from a long time ago. Maybe they were from a few hours ago, and all those people were in the parts of the station they couldn't get to yet. Who fuckin' knows.]
Don't think I've seen any of those runnin' around. Not that I can recall. [Red-headed ladies, at least. He'll keep an eye out, though.] I mean, it's possible. But we can't know for sure. [He crosses his arms, one hand lifted to his chin.] If it's somethin' serious like that, maybe we should be safe and assume it's true? Just... keep an eye out or somethin'. Don't know what a traitor might be tryin' to do, though...
[Shove them out an airlock? He doesn't know. That's about the worst thing he can think of right now - besides being force-fed too much of that shitty food.]
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[That's kinda weird, dude. You seen anyone about that?
Akira's gaze locks onto the communicator at his wrist, and he nods. He remembers it playing a message when he woke up, too, but it didn't say anything about a traitor. Just that... they'd tried to save the world and fucked it up? (Oi, join the club, buddy.) But he guesses it sorta made sense that people might be getting different messages. From what he's heard, no one could find the person or people who left them anyway. Maybe they were from a long time ago. Maybe they were from a few hours ago, and all those people were in the parts of the station they couldn't get to yet. Who fuckin' knows.]
Don't think I've seen any of those runnin' around. Not that I can recall. [Red-headed ladies, at least. He'll keep an eye out, though.] I mean, it's possible. But we can't know for sure. [He crosses his arms, one hand lifted to his chin.] If it's somethin' serious like that, maybe we should be safe and assume it's true? Just... keep an eye out or somethin'. Don't know what a traitor might be tryin' to do, though...
[Shove them out an airlock? He doesn't know. That's about the worst thing he can think of right now - besides being force-fed too much of that shitty food.]