thespaceopera: (echoechoecho)
Voices from Heaven ([personal profile] thespaceopera) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2015-06-11 10:46 pm

A cry for help

[a distress call has been tracked across the void, finally leading back to the source. a hulking crippled ship, teeming with hostile alien life, now lies before you.

what do you do? do you dive in or hang back? are you here to learn, play, build, or observe?

however you choose to proceed, your audience is out there somewhere, watching.]



ooc: here is a good ol' themed mingle to get you all started! and don't feel limited by the prompts and what they describe--they're just there as idea-starters, so feel free to go anywhere and do anything.

have fun!

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pompous_today: (... well crap)

[personal profile] pompous_today 2015-06-23 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Simon heaved a sigh and began going after River, dragging the bug's corpse with him.]

I should have guessed. Just how many of them will there be?
diomedea: (Is it gone)

[personal profile] diomedea 2015-06-23 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[She held up a hand for him to stop, and then motioned for him to follow as she ducked into a side passage.]

Three.

[Exactly.]

I did the math.

[She stops and falls quiet, reaching back to touch him for a moment, and then starts forward again.]
pompous_today: (hiding)

[personal profile] pompous_today 2015-06-24 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[Simon followed River into the side passage without missing a beat, knowing she knew where she was going a lot better than he did, and how to avoid danger. He crept after her, adjusting the bug in his hands.

Maybe I'll get some good gifts from this, he thought suddenly, and had to crush a snicker at the thought.]


You always were better at it than me. [This is said with a gentle tease; he's not sure why he's joking at a time like this. It must be the fact that he really was scared.]