01-24-2014, 05:44 PM
:: Incoming Transmission...Please Hold ::
:: Message Recieved ::
Comm ID: Tal Ravis
Location: Unavailable
Encryption: Moderate
Priority: High
:: Message Recieved ::
Comm ID: Tal Ravis
Location: Unavailable
Encryption: Moderate
Priority: High
-A man sits at a desk, obviously distraught. There is little light in the room, but it can be easily identified as a hotel room.-
It is with a heavy heart that I have to inform you that my brother, and Navy officer, Hudson Ravis is hospitalized in a likely bad state after a serious accident while traversing a trade lane.
-He takes a drink from a nearby iced coffee cup. It is half empty.-
The two of us, with him off-duty and in a civilian vessel, were traveling from Baltimore Shipyard to Manhattan when a stray, likely drunk pilot in a Rhino freighter tried to speed past and slammed directly into Hudson's civilian shuttle, cutting his shields down in an instant and tearing the rear half of the ship apart. The Rhino was pushed out of the tradelane and made contact with the tradelane ring at high speeds, which had...killed him.
-He takes a deep breath.-
Emergency medical crews from Manhattan were the first to arrive, and pulled the poor kid out of the smoldering wreckage and transported him to a hospital on Manhattan. The bastards won't tell me anything about his current status, and I can only hope for the best, but I also expect the worst.
-He leans back in his chair.-
I'm sure the hospital has contacted you by now, but I just thought that I'd go ahead and tell you all, in person, somewhat, from his brother's perspective, if you will.
-He reaches for the iced coffee with one hand and shuts off the camera.-
:: Transmission End ::
:: Signal Lost ::
:: Signal Lost ::