{🕷🕸} network; text

[obmanchivyy]

[ Natasha, apparently going for the insomnia vibe, is lying on her bed awake when she should be asleep. So, naturally, like any Millennial, even an older one like herself, she starts scrolling through her phone, eventually posting a cryptic-looking message to the network, which looks a whole hell of a lot like drunk keysmashing. It's actually a request for information, because you never know when you might need more codes in your metaphorical back pocket on an alien world — and since she can't sleep now, she may as well ask now. ]

kw wdn kip icpw bpkj - naxiag kcae um yyyi dqvfj mu mmfv vlrkgxvzmcl/kqrycgl gww lqt fwav. Z ltxl aqdc cxe uckcgbit vf jttzv. Vyycda.

[ It's actually in Vigenère cipher, her message reading: "if you can read this - please tell me what kinds of text encryptions/ciphers you use most. I need some new material to learn. Thanks."

And back in something coherent: ]

On another note, if anyone has fifty gallons of melatonin sleep aid, I could use some of that as well and would love you forever. Or at least owe you one later.

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[Text]

[small_compromise]

[Not anything she can make out, definitely.]

I'm not sure we have anything like that available, but maybe one of the people who know agriculture can help me find something that works for sleep?

Are you okay?

[She figures it couldn't hurt to ask. The first message had looked like gibberish but given this person's texted quite fine not long after, Omega suspects it was intentional. Well of course, then there's the punctuations.]

[obmanchivyy]

I'm sleep deprived and code texting, so maybe four out of ten on the scale of okay? An alien planet substitute for melatonin would also work, I can't be too picky, heh.