Halp!

[xiii_legion]

Pullo stared at the oblong object in front of him with a furrowed brow, as if doing so might reveal its secrets to him. Nevermind that he had been staring at it for several minutes and it was still more impenetrable than a virgin before her wedding night; he didn't know what else to do. The blue-skinned woman had told him it was a way to communicate with the rest of the people in Outerspace, but Pullo didn't see why they couldn't just shout or something.

"Work, gods damn you! Go on..." He poked it with a forefinger and sent it clattering to the floor; he stooped to retrieve it and it was only once he was upright again that he realised he wasn't alone.

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[firstcylon]

"But it greeted you when you first got it, right?" Zoe checked, and held her hand out for the communicator, so she could check for herself that it was properly synched to Titus. A quick flurry of fingers on the screen let her know that it was, and she got back to the communicator's main screen.

"Okay, look. See all these little images on it?" She gestured at the four icons on the screen. "These are how you can reach the other people on board, even if they're not around. Either get to talk to them, or write them messages. You just press them." Explaining the difference between e-mails, IMs and texts was going to be difficult, if he was as technologically inapt as she was beginning to think he might be. "Do you have phones, where you're from?"