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driftfleet2015-02-03 04:11 pm
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Dear Diary -> Today I woke up on a spaceship...
Who: Ringo Oginome
Broadcast: Video -> To All
Action: SS Marsiva
When: Late in the day, 02/03
[when the feed crackles to life, a girls face is on the other end. It's rather big, as has her face close to the camera. She pauses to look over her shoulder before she starts talking. She looks tense, but not worried. She's not scared per say, but she has the look of someone who is expecting a threat at any moment. Satisfied with whatever she sees, she looks directly at the camera again]
So, where are we this time? Looks like a space ship, which is definitely different for Yao. [she can't help the unconscious look of disgust that crosses her face at that name] And if anyone hasn't noticed, they put something in us this time. [she frowns deeply, and her free hand rubs the bulge of her implant]
We should probably pick a room and set up fortifications or something. Who knows when they'll decide to unleash the blood sucking aliens, or whatever they have planned for us.
[she pauses... When she briefly looked over the network, no one was talking about Haven, or getting ready, or anything. Memory loss? It happened before, maybe it was their latest way to get them to turn on each other. If that was the case, she had to find the others who knew what was going on, and this seemed like the most direct way. Too bad all of her assumptions are completely wrong, but she'll probably be told that soon...]
And if anyone actually remembers 'Haven', you'd better reply. We need to be ready.
Broadcast: Video -> To All
Action: SS Marsiva
When: Late in the day, 02/03
[when the feed crackles to life, a girls face is on the other end. It's rather big, as has her face close to the camera. She pauses to look over her shoulder before she starts talking. She looks tense, but not worried. She's not scared per say, but she has the look of someone who is expecting a threat at any moment. Satisfied with whatever she sees, she looks directly at the camera again]
So, where are we this time? Looks like a space ship, which is definitely different for Yao. [she can't help the unconscious look of disgust that crosses her face at that name] And if anyone hasn't noticed, they put something in us this time. [she frowns deeply, and her free hand rubs the bulge of her implant]
We should probably pick a room and set up fortifications or something. Who knows when they'll decide to unleash the blood sucking aliens, or whatever they have planned for us.
[she pauses... When she briefly looked over the network, no one was talking about Haven, or getting ready, or anything. Memory loss? It happened before, maybe it was their latest way to get them to turn on each other. If that was the case, she had to find the others who knew what was going on, and this seemed like the most direct way. Too bad all of her assumptions are completely wrong, but she'll probably be told that soon...]
And if anyone actually remembers 'Haven', you'd better reply. We need to be ready.
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I don't remember Haven. Do I still get to reply?
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Sure, you can talk if you want. But you probably won't say anything important.
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What kind of show is it?
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Has anyone noticed any crazy changes lately? Like a bunch of new people, or weird gas in the air?
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No, but then I would be one of the bunches of new people if so. The air has been perfectly clear. What are you getting at?
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[she moves her hand as if she's about to grab something, but then it pauses and her eyes widen. Shit shit shit, where's her dumb sword. She looks around. Geez where did she wake up? She needs to go back and look for it]
So, what are you going to do?
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[ As she speaks about air and effects it might play, an idea forms in Jordan's head. Is it nice? Not at all, but affecting her senses to make her think she's been dosed with something would be hilarious if she's this paranoid already.
Only if Ringo's mun is willing, of course.]Oh, I don't know. Sit back and watch the show?
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quite willing!She frowns deeply at his comment. Whatever she doesn't want or care about what he thinks about her. In her mind she'll remember this comment when she ends up holed up somewhere safe, and he ends up dead. But it's not her problem. She make a disgusted noise at his final comment, and turns around]Whatever. When it all goes south, don't say I didn't warn you.
[but just as she starts to walk away she pauses mid step. That... that smell. Oh god, did she smell something? She tenses up and whips around]
Do you smell that?
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[ He tilts his head, reaching out invisible feelers and begins to tweak at her senses. Sight connects partially to sound, bringing up a scent unique to her own for every color or pattern she takes in, how much she's focusing on the things she sees affecting how much she'll smell. Touch connects to hearing, whispers of different types of noise in relation to how much she's paying attention to her physical self. Easy tweaks, things that most people won't realize connect from one to the other. ]
What's wrong?
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You don't smell anything? It's like the hospital...
[she mumbles that last part to herself, only half present in the conversation as her mind runs at a thousand miles per minute]
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Ow-- [she rests her hand against the wall, but the touch manifests as footsteps coming from down the hall. She tenses at the sound. Shit shit shit]
Someone's coming-- please tell me you heard that!?
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I'm not sure. What am I listening for?
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I'm going to go find somewhere and figure out a plan. What are you going to do?
[aka, she doesn't care if this random stranger lives or dies, but she's not going to be a total asshole and leave with out at least stating her intentions]
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There isn't much place to hide, but let me know if you locate anything. Meanwhile, I think I'll see what the not-crazy people here are up to.
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Whatever. Be careful. [and she leaves in a hurry. START OF A LOVELY FRIENDSHIP??]