Amelia just stared at the radio in front of her. 'I should have expected this. I don't know why i didn't expect this. This is heavy information'
:norway: "...big news, huh? They'll have to remake the council logo after this" Amelia chuckled "You know what, that's good enough. Yes. Bring that message to Holmsquist, tell her to reply soon. Arctic Fox over"
The woman wasn't so tense after Winter's comment, but she still rubbed her temples. Thank god she was just a puny military member in a remote ship - and even there just on a radio station. She didn't need to take care of this crap, she just delivered the message forward.
:norway: "I hope not, otherwise I'm recruited to paint the ship's logo", she let slip up and exhaled. This once at least, because she wasn't ready for this information. For once, the woman thought that sleep would do good to her.
Thinking about giving just that message to Holmvquist sounded fun though. Besides, it was just her job to deliver the message forward. The woman took new paper and wrote the information there.
:norway: "...very well. Blå Kjell over, changing back to channel 16."
If there were people on that part of Silent World, it would be best to get ready for distress and accident calls.
"̴͖̻͙̥͍̫̻͒͑͆ͧ̂̿̃I ̼̫͈m̲͉͎įs͔̰̜̗͉̗̱̽ͭͣ̋͂̌̓s ̩͇̦͎͚̹ͦ̋̐͐͆͑ṫ̰̰̎he̡̲̫m̡̖̺̥̆ͣͫ,ͭ̐̾ͨ̔҉̗̞̥̯̰ ̀̾͂͌I̱̞̻̗̳̅̈̑ͭͯ̚ͅ m̹̟͍̠̙͚̳ͫ̓͊̍̑ͦ͆i̗͎̼̟͓͐̉ͯ̆͂s͙̯͔̞̹s̭̣͗̆ ̠tḧ̢̙e̦̙̤̙̤͑ͦͪ̊͐͜m̸̫̫̹͛ͬ̑ s͇̞͍̮̹̥̆ͮͦ̈́͛̇o͞ ̽͑͒ͭ͏̮̪̟̦m̻͌u̡ͭ͌̿́͐̍c̯̘̹̱͇̰̐̔̉ͣ̈́̾h ̭̮̤̗ͅOhH̞͕̬̞̭̣̬͐̎̔̽̌̊̒"̱̖̲̰̞
The black noises got louder. She ignored them. When shift change would come, she would hit the bunk immediately and then tell the message to Holmvquist at morning.
The woman continued playing solitaire, paper with heavy information in her pocket.