[The voice on the other side of the tablet is young and vaguely male, and a little hesitant. Despite being here for months, this is is the first time he's actually tried posting to the network himself, and addressing a sizable, unseen audience, live, is somehow daunting. . . But he knows he needs to find someone, sooner rather than later, so:]

Er. Good afternoon! I'm wondering... if there is anyone here who is skilled with a sword, who would be willing to help train a beginner? I've a few months' practice already. And I don't require formal lessons, but I would appreciate a sparring partner. [ a pause, he clears his throat ]

But, if preferred, I could provide compensation for lessons...

[Though he'd rather not, it seems only prudent to offer. —And oh, right:]

Right, also, my sword is— a bit broad. And tall. And held with one hand? I don't know if that matters!

[He knows for a fact there are talented swordsmen here. One in particular comes to mind immediately, but he's not going to just ask him. And there's one or two others he could possibly wheedle lessons out of, but isn't it best to cast a wide net?

He's about to end the feed there, when he remembers one last thing: ]

And if it's all right, I have a question for those who use one of the Initiative's sentient weapons. ...How long did you train with it before it began to 'evolve'? Were the changes very drastic?

Thank you very much!

[ Feferi appears on screen backed by a brightly-lit room that looks something like an office, happily smiling with her hands behind her back, with a big, knowing grin plastered across her face. ]

Hi Transports! Okay, so I have an announcement on behalf of the Department of Initiative-Transport Relations. Yesterday you heard all about the space ship mission! I hope a lot of you volunteered. There's also going to be another mission...

[ She pulls her hands from behind her back and holds up a pair of flip-flops and goggles. ]

We're going to the beach! For a beach party! We are going all the way back to when there were dinosaurs, but don't worry, we'll be safe, so everyone can relax and have a good time.

[ Setting the goggles and sandals aside, she sets her hands in her lap. ]

There is some actual work too, but it's not hard. Now that we have the space shuttle, there are some new opportunities, like... the chance to get ourselves a secret moon base! Like a secret moon clubhouse, and all we need to do is collect some rocks and sand to help get it back up and running. Just in case anyone was wondering, the moon base is only there because of us. Who remembers going to New Mexico? That's what the mission was all about!

Besides all of that, the only other objective is to get some rest and relaxation. Oh yeah, and we'll be leaving tomorrow, on Thursday, so get excited and get ready!

[ She reaches over to turn off the feed, but stops before she actually hits the button. ]

And just between us, I think this is their way of saying sorry for all that we have been going through lately. And also I'm sorry too, for saying some bad stuff about them the other day. I wasn't feeling like myself, in case that was not obvious.

Oh right, and let me or anyone else in the Department know if you have a question!

[ ooc: the OOC mission post is here. ]

[The feed clicks on to show a green skinned young woman wearing a black unitard and blue cape. Behind her is a large red spaceship. She spares a glance back at it before moving on and addressing the network.]

I'll cut right to the chase with this. Since the ship's completion and the AI's announcement of a test flight, it's only natural that we have a back up plan in case something does go amiss. I have no intention of anyone having to be... reconstructed. [Yes, that was a shot at the AI.]

Whether you've been in space before or just want to make sure things go smoothly, I'll be taking the bio-ship up myself to serve as a relief transport should the occasion arrise. Assistance would be helpful. Anyone not journeying on the initial flight who's willing and able to join me in case of emergency, please let me know here.

Additionally, the bio-ship is my own vessel, and she responds to my telepathic commands, so there's no need for much special equipment. If there are questions, please ask before potentially joining me. [She pauses.] My name's M'gann M'orzz, by the way. Thank you.

[And the feed shuts off.]

((ooc; As stated here, M'gann is accompanying the shuttle to serve as a second transport/just-in-case vessel. Since nothing's actually going to go wrong that I know of, this is just another chance for other characters to get a look at space. 8D))

[From the library, now that she's found it. Before the missions.]

Really, I don't know why people are so excited about this space voyage. I built a rocket for the lady of my old mansion, and while I didn't get to ride it myself, I have it on good authority that space is exceedingly dull. There's just nothing there - it's almost completely empty, and the people who live there are boorish and rude.

As for the beach, I'd be staying home if I could. The sun is bad for my skin.