Text via PINpoint

[chiron_survivor]

From: Adia Costas
To: Contact List

Hi, everybody.

I did not get a chance to tell Captain Agathon about the Nexus. His daughter, Hera, was kidnapped by the enemy Cylons. Galactica is going on a rescue mission, and I'll be helping in the medical bay.

I'll be okay! I have my PINpoint. But I wanted to send a message, because I've been locked out of the Nexus before, and I didn't want anyone to worry while I was gone.

Thank you to every one of you who listened to me and offered me advice. I would not have survived this long as a refugee without all your kindness and generosity. You are some of the best friends I have ever had.

I wanted you to know that. How special you are to me.

xo,
Adia

Comments

[protolawyer]

It's been weeks since they've spoken, let alone seen one another. Things have been...weird. At least for the lawyer they have. When people get past the sharp teeth and sharp suit and get into the weird gooey parts of his existence? It tends to make him withdraw. Worried now that that person's got dirt. Blackmail. Something over his head that COULD cost him his life. Or worse, his job.

So when he sees the contact icon for Adia's PINpoint appear on his datachron with a bleep, Shark turns it over so the screen is facedown on his desk. Busy. Doesn't wanna think about it. Can't afford a distraction like this right now. It's probably nothing.

...It takes him about five minutes before the clone finally relents and sets down his pen, pushes aside the paperwork and unlocks his chron. He reads silently, eyes moving left to right and his lips pressed into a thin line.

It takes another five minutes before he taps out a reply. And then ANOTHER five to hit send.

haha special whaaaaaat as if lol

That's all he sends at FIRST. But then he stares at that flippant response, one single line with no capital letters, no punctuation, no sincerity. It's not long before his thumbs are moving again.

Don't do anything stupid okay. You ever do that knife-in-the-sleeve trick i mentioned? Lifesaver, my dude. Anyway just keep ur head down and stay in the med bay. Fix people up but don't go running into shit and getting kidnapped too or getting your legs blown off or something else fucked up along those lines!! Just do what ur paid to do!!

And then he stares at THAT message after it's sent. Wow, he sounds like a dick. He IS a dick, but that's not the point. Does it come across that he's just saying this to show concern? Probably not. Okay, one more message after that one.

ur pretty cool too

[rogueinladysclothing]

It's so rare for her to get a text that Amelia jumps at the sound of her phone beeping at her, sending a few of the papers in front of her flying across the library table. She immediately sets aside her books and scrambles to dig her phone out of her messenger bag, the insistent notification beep quickly sending her into a frenzy. When she finally digs it out and reads the message, her chest tightens in fear.

Rescue missions can only go one of two ways, and one of them is very bad.

Her hands shake so much that typing out a reply is out within seconds. The rogue gets to her feet and begins to pace the length of the room, dictating texts to her phone.

What are you thinking? You're going to get yourself killed!

No, that comes on too strong, and she wouldn't say that to Adia's face. Best not to send that. She deletes the message and tries again.

Don't do this alone. Take help with you. There's got to be someone

Dreams, no. Just... no. Why is this so hard?

Can I come with you? What can I do to help?

There's no way Amelia can help and she knows it. Her little knowledge of medicine isn't advanced enough. She sighs heavily and sits down, staring at her phone for a moment before she deletes this message, too.

She types a few more messages, but none of them seem right. This might be the last time she gets a message to or from Adia, and so it must be right, must have meaning to it.

There's no stopping Adia when she's put her mind to something. Amelia knows this, and she knows that no amount of words will dissuade her friend from her chosen course. But more than that, the rogue doesn't want to encourage her friend to give up on something she believes in. There's faith and conviction in this message, something Adia lacked when they last spoke. With faith comes hope. And that's what Adia needs right now.

A sad smile tugs at her lips as she types another message and hits send without reading it twice.

You can do this, Adia. I believe in you. May we meet again soon.

[brother_alone]

It was almost a year ago when Josh met Adia awkwardly hanging out in a hallway in her DIY Medusa costume and fretting over her makeup at the Halloween block party.

She's become one of the closest friends he's got in this crazy meeting place of worlds. When Josh receives her text he chokes on his beer. It still takes him several read-throughs to find the words he wants to give her. Adia has never once treated Josh like anything other than a friend. Even when he was low, even when they disagreed. He'd almsot forgotten what it was like to have friends who cared like this.

Somehow, Josh was never able to chase Adia away.

I know enough about your world not to say 'everything's gonna be okay', Adia.

But I know you care more than anydamn one else out there, and you're gonna give it your all to help out your folks.

I'll keep your terminal at the Plaza warm for you. Give me a heads up and there'll even be a box of wine for you and an 8 hour playlist of cute animal videos.

What if she never comes back? What if something happens to her? What if--

Josh stares down at his phone again.

I believe in you.

[shardofwinter]

It had been another long day for Reynard, so he smiled brightly at the sight of a message from Adia. That smile did not last long.

There are a lot of things in Adia's world he doesn't understand. He doesn't understand what Galactica is. A ship, he assumes. But he does know what a rescue mission is. He knows what it is for people who are on the back foot, for the ones who are always running. More than that, he knows that in a fight it only takes one twist of fate for the safest person to become doomed.

She. Can't. Be. There.

But what can he say? Adia is as stubborn as him sometimes. He stares at the screen wondering desperately what to say. He has to say something.

Come to the Nexus to say goodbye. Just for a few minutes. I'll give you a knife to protect yourself. I'll get you a cake too while you're here. I won't take much of your time, I promise. I still have some Winter magic, I could help protect you.

[juststeverogers]

Adia will get an image back from Steve at first, rather than a return text.

It looks as though he's tried to get a nice shot of the Plaza from a high vantage point so as to capture the place for her memories, just in case she can't come back in person. He knows more than anyone how possible that is.

The key word there being 'tried', as there's a rather large close up of a bird staring intently into the camera that is blocking most of the shot. After a minute, a text finally joins the picture.

Bucky isn't letting me take any pictures right now. I'm sorry, Adia. I'll be rooting for you from here and if you can't make it back in person I'll be sure to send you photos and updates as I'm able.

Good luck.

[smartass_captain]

Adia's message won't even show that it's been read by Jim until nearly a day later. His reply is short but no less sincere.

In Tamriel, looking for Felix. Trying to save power. Call if you need anything--I'll send Spock right away.

Don't die, Adia. We're both going to come out of this.

just going to pretend this is backdated ;)

[rekindledtitan]

They should tell her that it's dangerous, but they both know how little that matters. When they see the message, they only have to exchange a look. A child is in danger. The enemy is waiting. What else is there to do? How can they expect any less of Adia?

Ghost sends the message, but he's speaking for both of them and Adia can probably hear the Exo's dictation come through.

May the Light go with you, Adia. Take care of yourself. And if it gets close- if you need a Guardian even for a few minutes, you know we'll be standing by.

Bring that little girl home safely. We'll look forward to welcoming you back.

[sole_captain]

The whims of the Nexus are peculiar. The way its paths and portals shift and vanish and return, how otherwise reliable PINpoints can lead to unfamiliar places, the way steady contacts can go suddenly silent without a reason given.

Or the way this one message, after so long, can go out across the mulitverse and find its way down a channel thought dead, a silent ping drawing the attention of one who sets his plans aside and reads and re-reads it.

It is Adia, of that Oceanglide is sure. And yet there's an understated self-confidence and determination to her words that he does not recall before. When did this come about? How much has slipped by him in these months of radio silence?

Presently he sends a reply, and hopes for it to reach its destination.

Adia,

Much has passed and much been done since last we spoke. I do not know what has led you to this battle, but if it is the course you gladly choose then there is none better.

May your foes be dashed like spray upon the rocks. And may we soon meet again.

-Oceanglide

His background has ill-equipped him for genuine gestures of friendship or reassurance. But beneath the message a poem is attached. The meter is erratic and the phrasing a little odd, as if it's been hastily translated. But the sentiment comes through: it speaks of being caught by the tides and swept into the tumult of a storm far vaster and more powerful than oneself. Of the terror and thrill and determination and glory to be found amid the crashing waves.