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Who: Stiles Stilinski & Katniss Everdeen
Broadcast: The whole fleet!
Action: On the Marsiva.
When: August 8th!

[ the video is pretty brief, and comes with a backdrop of what is certainly the ss marsiva. stiles is confused, frustrated, and probably doing his best to come across as either aggressive or intimidating.

it mostly fails. ]

So. We're in space? I mean, we're definitely in space - but are we seriously in space? Deets needed, SOS, et cetera, et cetera. [ he cuts his eyes up, definitely glancing at someone off-screen and making a face that sort of says I have no idea what I'm supposed to be saying or doing right now, before he looks back to the communicator. ] Someone help the new guy out, here.

[ OOC: responses will come definitely from at least stiles, and possibly katniss, since she is a wary mcwary butt here. ]

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[Allen comes onto the feed a bit after the others. Thank god. He hates explaining the "YES THIS IS SPACE" bit]

...Ah, sounds like the part about being in space has been well covered. Do you have any other questions I can help you with?

[ Katniss, for her part, looks really pretty stressed and tense, which makes her sound fairly clipped ]

Well, probably. Yeah. If I figure out what to ask, I'll let you know.

[Yeah...that sounds like Katniss alright. Nice to see some things never change, but he won't remark on that]

Ah - alright?

I'll be...around, I suppose.

[ well, she didn't actually expect that ]

Wait.

[Hey man he knows how this goes, sometimes it takes days for people to think up questions! He looks back at the screen.]

Hm?

[ look, just because she's cranky doesn't mean she wants anyone to leave ]

Who are you?

Oh- sorry.

I'm Allen Walker of the SS Blue Fish. I was among the first group of people brought here.

[ She takes a moment, exhales, and rubs at the implant site absently ]

How long has that been?

About ten months now.

[ her face falls. in fact, she looks a little devastated. she speaks more to herself than him, distant ]

I don't want to do this again.

...I'm sorry.

Were you in a place like this before?

Yeah.

[ sighs, resigned ]

I guess this time I get to keep my memories? That has to count for something.

[no memories...]

Where were you before?

This place called Aather. It's a long story.

Aather....I haven't heard of that one before. [Which frustrates him. Another one of those places. Just how many of them were there]

I'm sorry you have to go through that.

It was kind of a step up, believe it or not.

[He probably already knows the answer but...]

Really? Where were you before?

Home, I guess. A place called Panem.

Ah...I've heard of Panem before.

Don't worry, this is...definitely a step up from there. [That's polite for "your home's a shithole"]

[ slight surprise ]

Have you? That's practically a first.

[He gives a little nod]

My best friend dated someone from there for awhile, in the last place we were. And I knew a few others from that world too. So, I heard stories of it.

[ almost looks.... relieved? ]

Then I don't have to give you the whole spiel.

No, you don't. I'd imagine living through it is quite enough without having to retell it to everyone.

[he knows what that's like. Having to describe the war back home. No wonder he never talks about himself]

Yeah. It—

[ seems like she's going to say something else but stops ]

Yeah.

...Sorry.

[he offers a sympathetic smile]

Anyway, Atroma are arses for dragging us out here- but it's been fairly peaceful. And proteins taste awful, but they'll keep your stomach full. [More than squirrel anyway.....]

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