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WHO Jordan Leslie, Alex Daniels
BROADCAST Fleetwide video!
LOCATION The lovely Marsiva!
WHEN February 2nd!

[ The feed doesn't kick on until one of them is moving. Two separate people on Marsiva's hospitality deck, one clean cut and dressed in a rather sharp business suit while the other looks a bit rough and tumble in his polo and jeans and multiple piercings in his eyebrow, cartilage, lobe, etc., but they seem to have come together after waking. Jordan, the clean cut one, has his arms around Alex, the rough but handsome one who looks STARTLINGLY FAMILIAR, from behind and a head on his shoulder. ]

What the fuck—?? Get off of me, stupid fucking pixie.

No. I'm looking at something. [ And it's true, he has his head tilted and a hand comes up to hold Alex's ear aside, and Jordan just huffs lightly before he lets go and holds on tight. ] How long were we asleep?

I don't care, leave me alone. [ Alex just reaches up and smacks Jordan's hands aside and growls. Not a very pleasant one, this guy is. ] What do I look like, your goddamn wristwatch? I have no fucking clue.

[ Jordan ain't even bothered. ] Are you hungry? Has it been long?

Ugh, I'm fine. Maybe if you stopped messing with my ear, you'd fucking notice this.

I've already stopped, sugarplum.

[ And he just finally looks around and. what. what is this place. where are they. ] The fuck are we? Hey, pixie bitch, the fuck did you take us? [ BECAUSE THIS IS OBVIOUSLY JORDAN'S FAULT, RIGHT? ]

... Alex, we've been here since we woke up. You know as much as I do, so why don't we look around together? [ Meaning he isn't letting you go, so there. ]

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Ah... hello?

[there we go. there have been too many people being super calm upon arrival, this seems like a more reasonable response to waking up in a strange place]

I don't know how long you've been asleep, exactly, but you've been taken to somewhere new. While you're in no danger, you won't be able to return home right away.

[ Reluctant as he is to do so, Jordan breaks away from Alex at the start of a broadcast on a nearby terminal. What? Interesting. ]

Why is that? Where is this new place?

We've all be kidnapped from various worlds, and brought to this fleet of ships to be... filmed. From what we've been told, we're part of an inter-galactic reality program.

[... she feels like a crazy person when she has to say this stuff out loud] As strange as that is to imagine.

[ Jordan takes that in, absorbs it and lets it process through to the pertinent bits he actually cares about. He ignores the impossibility and tries to sort out the truth of what this girl is trying to get at. ]

So by ships you mean spaceships and not the sea sort. A fleet of spaceships used for the purpose of filming unwilling passengers... that's actually pretty clever.

Various worlds, though. How do you mean that?

[clever isn't the word she'd use for it. But she nods] Yes, space ships.

And as for worlds... [hm...] I'm not quite sure that I understand the details of it either, but we all seem to originate from vastly different planets with different ways of life. There are many people here who hail from Earth, but everyone remembers a different sort of Earth. Some people comes from homes that have magic, while some would consider magic to be a mere fairy tale.

Fairy tales are all in the eye of the beholder, really. What would make that one person the authority? [ Fairy tales: totally his domain here. ] I understand. And this show... are we popular?

We've been told that we are, but we haven't seen any direct evidence.

[well...]

Other than the fact that we gain more money when something dramatic happens, either to us or as a result of our actions.

So a good job bonus. That seems fairly conclusive.

Do we not get to see our own episodes?

No, we don't. [this man asks interesting questions]

Although you can still keep track of what's going on with these communication devices. Unless someone specifically encrypts their conversations, anyone can read them.

[ They seem all rather logical to him. Getting home is still priority, but this seems like a sort of fun he's never considered before. ]

Ah, right, those. Is that what they're for? Because we're all on different ships? [ He pauses and looks around. ] Separating us doesn't seem like the best recipe, though.

I think they're hoping to encourage close personal relationships. Their original hope might be that separating us into small confined groups would breed hostile relationships.

But, luckily for us, most people seem to be making an effort to get along with their ship. It's nice to see.

So far that I've seen, it's only been myself and Alex here. We definitely won't have the problem with hostility, so there's that... Maybe they'll enjoy seeing us show off instead?

Maybe. [ah, if they're a couple then she should definitely warn them about...]

Although, within the week you both will be transferred to other, smaller ships in the fleet. You both may be separated for a short time, but it's easy to file paperwork and request a transfer to the same ship.

[ That turns him a bit serious. Her forethought just saved them quite a bit of grief. ]

Where and how would we go and do something like that?

The paperwork will be on your ship, it's quite easy. [AND THEN SHE... ICLY EXPLAINS HOW TO TURN IT IN. I'm not actually sure the mechanics of how it works in character, haha]

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