appt. 1: video

[didknowthat]

[Well hello there, residents of this fine barge. What you'll find on your screens, is a rather tiffed redhead, looking only just a little like she might be trying to bite her tongue. Without actually puncturing herself.]

Hi- Hello. My name is Virginia Potts, and I've been asked to come and .. work on this ship. [It's only a partial lie. She'd sought it out herself.] That being said, I've come as a warden, and am here to help.

[There's a moment of hesitance, her mouth opening to continue. But then it shuts. ... And she tries again.]

Is there a Tony Stark on the barge?

Comments

[trenchcoatedly]

To the best of my knowledge, these are essentially arbitrary distinction. I'd say that if the barge itself turns into a different habitat, it's a breach. Otherwise, it's a flood.

[didknowthat]

It can affect the ship itself?

[trenchcoatedly]

Yes. To my understanding, the ship enters a dimension where this habitat currently exists, and essentially merges with it for a brief period.

[didknowthat]

That sounds ... a little dangerous, actually.

[trenchcoatedly]

The place is dangerous without that. Many if the inmates are not above murder. Death, however, is impermanent.

[didknowthat]

Mur-- Aren't there guards to keep them from doing that? [Surely it wasn't strictly the wardens' job, was it?]

H-How do you mean impermanent. You come back to life?

[trenchcoatedly]

Generally speaking, wardens aren't with their inmates every moment of every day.

Yes.

[didknowthat]

And ... we're the guards, then?

How is that .. Nevermind. I shouldn't even ask.

[trenchcoatedly]

Yes.

The Admiral does not think in the tiny scale of life and death. I doubt either means anything to a creature of it's might.