text; un: y.mikotoba

[softshoes]

(ooc: please feel free to threadjack around with discussion and info; yujin's npc thread with emerton for context!)

[Unlike his previous posts to the network, Yujin doesn't bother with a polite introduction. Things are tense, and half the team's already in the middle of an outer space firefight-- there's no time for idle chitchat here.

So, short and sweet:]

I spoke to Emerton after the gala. He has agreed to ally himself with us, and to help provide Zandr with the harvester access codes.

Before you ask, no, I have not told him that he was once a member of the Ximilia's crew. I ask that we continue to respect Viveca and Degar's wishes, unless sharing that information becomes absolutely necessary to the success of our mission.

[he hesitates.]

I am no fighter, and even less of a pilot. Aside from my work on the medical team, under the valuable instruction of our more experienced doctors, this is the most I can give by way of assistance. I pray that placing our trust in Emerton may tip the scales in our favor, and in the favor of this galaxy's safety.

text; un: toxicodendron

[greenpower]

Sooooooooooo

[That is not an encouraging number of o's, is it? Frankly, a rather ominous number of o's to start a text message with.

Problems with this whole thought-to-text communication set up. Hopefully it doesn't set a tone or anything.]

I hate to be the bearer of bad news especially when things seem to be going so well on everyone else's side, but not all sunshine and roses.

Short version: Even if we can get the anti-matter formula to stick (which we're still working on, promise), it will only neutralize the ghost matter still in the atmosphere. People who are already infected get fuck all out of it aside from the realization that they'll be the last ones to die of infection. Currently, the "conduit" aka the orb is the only thing keeping them alive and without them, their condition runs its course the same as always.

Which is, you know among other things, a pretty big incentive for Zandr not to give it to us when all this is over.

Just.

Throwing that out there.