video ☣ fleetwide

[gunslinger]

Who: Jr. & you!
Broadcast: Video (Fleetwide)
Action: Marsiva!
When: nowiiiish

[ If the communicator enjoys being on when someone's still waking up, it's in for the usual wtfery treat, and the deceptively boyish voice of this little dude isn't going to soften the language any. He awakens quickly, knocking the communicator right onto the floor in his hurry to jump up, the visual now of the ceiling. ]

What the hell?! Where—

[ There's some shuffling and then hurried clacks of boots darting across the room (checking out that window) and then quietly lingering near some of the video screens. Angry yes, but he wants to figure out what's going on before he panics. It's only a minute or two with muffled sounds in the backgrounds before he runs off to explore, can you blame him? It's another ten minutes before a distant: ]

Sons of bitches!

[ is released off-screen, and those clacking steps close back in with surprising speed, the communicator jarring around so his face can come into view, and it's not a happy face (but still a kid's face). Not enough info, and he can't find anyone who has real answers. ]

Hey! Where are my guns?! Atromos! You another Testament?! You watching in your crystal ball, and you want a show?! [ Literally shouted like this is NOTHING NEW to him, despite his angrypants. ] You think I care? Can't even lock me up for real? You're either lazy or cocky!

[ Good luck even getting a word in, friends, as he's off destroying as much as he can. If something can be knocked onto the floor, it's gonna be. If he can grab it and smash it, he's gonna. If a telekinetic blast can slam it into a wall, then bam. It's not just a rage fit; he wants to piss someone off enough to lure them out for confrontation. Then maybe he'll get somewhere. ]

Hey, hey, your ship is a pile of crap. I've seen better ships flushed into Federation scrapyards! Uglier than sin and the charm's kinda lost with this tacky communication gear. It's better off this way, trust me —

[ A few lights shatter in bursts as he walks down a hall, but his tone is actually growing calmer (if sharper). ]

— but if you don't think so, you better come and join the party or tell me where my friends and crew are.

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[save_the_souls]

[This was a surprising feed to come across. Allen would know that destructive ball of deceptively child-like rage anywhere. And like Colette, Jr. was someone close enough that his heart doesn't immediately think to be cautious.]

Jr.!

[He sounds so happy and so relieved. He's missed this guy a lot- crazy destructive tendencies and all]

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[gunslinger]

[ So happy and relieved that it rudely interferes with his anger. Confused and showing it, Jr.'s voice perks with a hesitant high note. That is a face anyone would recognize...and he sure doesn't recognize it. ]

Yeah? You the welcome party?

[ Except who of his enemies calls him Jr.? They like to yell things like 'URTV!' and 'Variant!' and 'Monster!' and 'Stop destroying my ship!' ...So who dis? ]

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[save_the_souls]

No, I-

[Oh no. No no no no. He knows that expression. The confusion and the complete lack of familiarity. He's seen it a hundred times before. Allen's happiness suddenly freezes and changes to fear.]

[How stupid he was. He saw Jr. and he hadn't even thought about things, no he just got too excited and-]

S-Sorry. I didn't mean to-

[That's right, it was time to run. At least, that's what his fear was telling him. Frankly he's not exactly thinking too clear here. He's reaching to turn off the communicator-]

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[save_the_souls]

[Buuut some golden ball with wings PROMPTLY flies into view and immediately bites Allen in the hand with those it's sharp fucking teeth because seriously Allen, fuck this noise and your angst]

OW! Shit!

[At least turning off the communicator is momentarily forgotten as Allen's trying to shake Tim off his hand.]

Get off! What the hell, Timcanpy!?

[There's just some hissing sounds in response from the little...thing that looks like a Quidditch snitch with a tail and wings]

[Welcome to Drift Fleet, Jr.]

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[onlyanapple]

Oh. Wonderful. It's you. I did feel as if my life were missing something, and here you are.

[Such. Sarcasm. ]

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[gunslinger]

[ That's a reaction he's more familiar with...sort of... This guy doesn't sound like he meant for him to be here, though. What is this fuckery?! ]

Most people don't know just what they're missing until I come along.

[ No time for that, Jr. (But joking aside, he still sounds tense.) ]

Who are you?

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[onlyanapple]

Isn't that a horrendous fact?

Name's Crowley, and if I have to tell you that, I'm guessing you don't remember me. Or Paradisa.

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[princessia]

[ Jr. has done such a good job at scaring Elize that she has resorted to using audio, instead of showing her face. Sure, he looks like a child to her. But she doesn't speak, or even know how to communicate with many other children. Especially very angry ones.

There's a moment of silence before she actually speaks into her communication device, feeling hesitant to talk to someone who had just thrown a frightening fit of rage. She can just cut off the feed if it goes too bad for her. ]

...

Uh... Atroma brings people here without their friends sometimes.

[ Her voice is small, shaky, and... a little distant, since she's not speaking too closely into the device. He might be able to drown out that voice with more yelling. ]

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[gunslinger]

[ HE MIGHT...except Jr. definitely has a radar for scared little girl voice. It halts him quicker than even the guys acting so familiar towards him. Already presented with the real possibility that those he's talking to AREN'T his captors, he'll even...sound like he feels a little guilty.

Piece of shit, Jr., scaring a little girl. Such is the thug life. But this thug immediately changes his game. Little girl could still be enemy (I mean Realians can be scary mofos), but until that's proven...? Even he knows he should stop yelling in people's faces. ]

Yeah? Did they do the same thing to you?

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[princessia]

[ He might have stopped yelling, but she doesn't sound any more at ease. Her voice remains distant, like she's afraid that he might suddenly snap at her any moment. ]

Y-yes. Um... [ A pause. Give her a few seconds to muster up the courage to speak MORE WORDS. ]

My... best friend isn't here. It's been about two months, I think?

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[ino]

Jr. ...?!

[ She's gaping at the screen. She was not expecting to see you ]

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[gunslinger]

[ OKAY that's the second time. Not a coincidence! Coincidences are for suckesr who have not had his life. ]

All right all right, now this isn't fair. I know I'd remember a gorgeous face like yours. What gives, Miss...?

[ A pause, and then he actually grins. ]

A part of my fan club, maybe? I'd be happy to give you a personal autograph.

[ Terrible fact: he is not even (entirely) joking. Not like he would know all the members! ]

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[ino]

[ She rolls her eyes ]

Ha ha, very funny. You know I --

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[ino]

[ She can see Allen's response now, though, and she kind of ... Droops ]

Oh. You don't remember.

OMG, a wild Jr!

[peacockherald]

_{[ Vanyel, like many, has mistaken Jr. for a child, and he does feel rather sorry for the boy. He hated it when children were brought to Paradisa, and though this place seems safer, it still does not sit well with him that children would be taken from their homes for "entertainment". ]}

I take it by now someone has explained to you what has happened to you? That this is the Fleet and you are on the Marsiva for the moment?

forever wild pokemon

[gunslinger]

[ Despite being told he was at Paradisa, Jr. sure has no memory of it, but then again he's still barely even sure that he's not hallucinating right now while unconscious inside that floating landmass. ]

I got the bare bones, yeah. You wanna paint me your version of the picture? You get jacked, too?

Re: forever wild pokemon

[peacockherald]

_{[ Jr was perhaps before his time, as he does not remember him. ]}

Yes, though not from my original world. I was taken during the transition between a place known as Paradisa and what I thought to be returning to my homeworld - Valdemar. Like you, I spent several days on the Marsiva, and then was assigned to one of the smaller fleet ships as part of a crew. The same shall happen to you in a few days time, no doubt.

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[justamobster]

You're that picky with ships, you're gonna be disappointed. Heaps, all of 'em.

[ Sorry Tourist. You're his baby, but he knows an ugly piece of machinery when he sees it. ]

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[gunslinger]

I'm not picky, I just know what I like!

[ No he's definitely picky. Pity everyone who had to build the ship he designed. ]

Definitely don't like any of this, but I'd love to hear from someone who does for a change.

[ So he can punch them in the face because they're probably the ones responsible. ]

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[justamobster]

Few folks here don't wanna go home, but doubt that floatin' through space for no damn reason's their first choice for where to be. Hell if the folks who brought us here care, though.

[openhands]

[She's heard a lot of blustering before, but this kid takes the trophy. She'll wait until he's done posturing before speaking.]

Are you finished?

[Unimpressed Seeker is unimpressed.]

[gunslinger]

[ N O. The very suggestion is so offensive (hadn't his behavior made it clear?) that it receives a disgusted noise. ]

I'll be finished when I've located my weapons and am outta here.

[ At least he isn't actively blowing out lights anymore, miss lady ma'am. He does need to see, after all. ]

I hear that hasn't gone so well in the past, but there's a first time for everything.

[openhands]

[How dare you. Disgusted noises are her schtick. You're not allowed to join the disgusted noise clique yet, kid!]

And you think you'll be the first?

[Oh, sorry, was she sounding derisive? Wait, no. That was intentional. Not sorry.]

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[a low... whistle...

that's it, though.

I mean, there's also an unusually pale, good-looking guy with mostly-black hair looking only mildly surprised through the video feed, but whatever.]

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[gunslinger]

[ Well. He'll salute in a visual but silent response! Happy to please or irritate, who the fuck cares when he doesn't know anyone here really, or if any of them are really friends? A show's a show, sup bruh. Would you like to place a destructive request? ]