[ TEXT ] SENDING OUT AN S.O.S. TO THE WORLD

[goddamngrenades]

Quick Check in for Members of Project Freelancer, the UNSC, and our mutual associates- or anyone that wants to get word out about themselves having changed or not changed or...whatever. Has questions? This is Agent York and Delta, so far we're unaffected by this time ripple thing. Connie, North, Wash, Grif, Chief, Theta, Cortana, Locus, Azucar, Parker, Pidge, Fareeha, Amélie - and anyone else I'm forgetting, shoot me a text back, alright?

I'll deliver pancakes and blankets or other care package items if needed. If you'd rather come talk in person swing by my habitat, I'll be hanging in the bar. Directions are below. Also, Jason- buddy? Swing by, I feel like I owe you a beer.

[ In neat green lines there's a little holographic map showing how to get to York's dive bar from the recipient's current location, wherever they might be. ]

Specific refreshments are available upon request.

Comments

Re: ACTION!

[iamresponding]

Lager.

[He takes a seat at the bar, and immediately faceplants with his arms over his head.]

Somebody stop the ride. I want off.

[He came back from that time travel mission to all this nonsense. He finally lifts his head.]

I hate time travel. Hate it.

[goddamngrenades]

Lager it is.

[ He's got a bottle twisted open and set next to Rich's elbow in short order, snagging one for himself. ]

Sure doesn't help with my perception of reality, I'll say that much. This shit happen often in the Tights Life?

[iamresponding]

Constantly.

[Rich picks up his bottle and takes a swig.]

Me and my team used to get it even worse than other superheroes sometimes. I had the misfortune of making an archenemy out of a guy whose whole shtick was time travel, creating alternate timelines, and warping reality.

[goddamngrenades]

I'd ask 'how do you even' but- one of the guys on my squad had a module- little experimental tech we got by finding and fucking around with alien technology and reverse engineering it without understanding shit. Which ends about as well as you think it would.

[ Poorly. ]

And it'd just- slow shit down long enough for him to move out of the way of a bullet. Or speed him up or whatever. But that's a small thing. Time TRAVEL? Seems insane to me. But here we are. Wait-

[ This is important. ]

Did he have a pun name?