Chance Displacement

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> Parrot network connection lost

\> Ping! Communications failure. Peer-2-peer? ”Yeah, we’re all good on that front, it’s not that weird RF opaque atmosphere from earlier. I’m running diagnostics, but it looks like every one of us lost comms on all bands, except the ELF antenna Obi’s carrying. That’s just a heartbeat though. Bandwidth is measured in bits." "Nobody move further, stay together right here. If something cut us off, we need to stick together. Nchọ, rations?" "we’re well stocked. everybody’s above 80% water levels, and Obi’s carrying an extra 1500 liters. At the average pace of movement in here, that’s good for at least 600 kilometers horizontally, or 200km of climbing, and we can of course double that if we move primarily on foot. we’re short {something} and only have 11 parrots, though." "Drop one here. We’ll want it to keep an eye on our location of dissapearing.”

“We’ve been moved deeper, y’all.” He pulled up the heartbeat graphed over time; 47 seconds ago, it suddenly attenuated. “ELF signal to Nysa’s Wake is 23% weaker.”

\> Risk surface expanded. SAR backup unavailable. No S.O.S.: ELF is receive-only. ”Tsūkaa. Ok, we’re camping here for a moment. Nchọ, get out the rest of the parrots. We do drone recon before our next move. {CO}, try to retrace our steps and re-establish communications.”
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