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Who: Wrath
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: HS Marsiva hospitality deck
When: 6/13

[It's... probably a sad statement about Wrath's life that waking up in a strange place with something plugged into her neck? Not actually that weird. Not remembering how she got to said place? Also not that weird. Not remembering signing up for some kind of reality show?

At this point she just assumes that she's been subjected to another recode.

...okay, maybe a recode that went a little wrong. Who knows how much time she's lost, but it's an accomplishment that she's immediately aware of those things, she knows that. And she also knows better than to think about it too hard. Just have to roll with the punches.

Focus on what she can do. Which would be figuring out the communicator thing (hey, that's all pretty familiar!), try to read some stuff to get oriented, give up on reading, and just go for it.

So there you go. Tiny woman, bright pink hair, surprisingly deep voice.]

Maine? Orion? You around anywhere? Delta? North? Christine? Foxtrot? Whiskey?

[That basically covers everyone immediately important.]

Also, if anyone's seen my cane, I'd really like to have it back. It's about... uh. This big. [Holds hands apart.] And it's a cane. But don't press the button on it, there's a sword inside and the spring is kind of touchy.

And my chems. Those are kind of important.

And my kitten. This big. [Teeny.] Calico tabby with little pink jellybean toes.

That will be all, thank you.

[Very authoritative nod, sign off.]

[And after this, she's limping off to find a window and lose her damn mind with delight that she's in space. She can't wait to tell Maine! ...at some point.]

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Oh, that's good. So if someone does I don't have to cut their head off and burn the body, right? To be sure?

[Play, that's worthy of a little happy squeal.]

That's so cool! How do you do it?

_{[ Well that was... quite the question... ]}

No - no, there's nothing like that on this ship. In fact, one would prefer no one dies and even if they do, we certainly leave their bodies intact for whatever proper burial rituals they observe.

_{[ But he's happy enough to move on to the new question, the balls
flickering as he moves them. ]}

It is part of my Mage Gift. I can create them using magic. I can do other things to, but these are the least draining on my reserves.

Well yeah, you don't want anyone to die. And you do your best, but survival is ugly. [And war is hell.] But it's nice to know I don't have to worry about shooting any of my friends any more. It sucks.

It's a gift? From who? But what a cool gift!

I think the coolest thing anyone's ever given me was when Caboose have me Jellybean.

Yes, I dearly hope we never find ourselves in such a position.

From the gods, I suppose. Some people are born with them, and others are not, and who can say why? Though it does tend to appear in bloodlines.

Jellybean?

Hopefully not! [But if it happens, she definitely knows what to do. She's memorized all the protocols.]

Ooh, you have gods? That's really cool too. The Commander has a god, but I don't think she's magic. She just... smokes a lot and makes greenbean casserole. But yeah, I didn't get born with anything cool, oh well.

Jellybean is my kitten.

I cannot say if the gods hear me here, but yes, we have gods in my home world. Though they have never gifted me with green bean casserole.

Oh. Perhaps he might be on one of the other ships, but from what I know animals are usually not transported with us.

Green bean casserole is... uh. Green? And has lots of iron in it I think. It's Good For You.

Jellybean's a little girl kitten. But yeah, maybe you're right. I can hope!

It's kind of funny because people from other worlds used to just show up in Proles. And I guess now I'm showing up somewhere else like one of them.

Hmm, I shall see if anyone on my ship knows how to make it. We did recently get a kitchen upgrade...

Other people -? So your world was like Paradisa then - it would bring those form other worlds to live within it? That is now three that I know of who carry out such a practice...

Oh, that's great that there are kitchens! I was all ready to just eat rat bars again. Or whatever they have here. [Rations are familiar. Kind of comforting, actually.]

It's weird because it only just started happening. Bifrons brought them in somehow because they were all supposed to be immune to the dysthrophe. But some of them are and some of them aren't. And they're all super nice people and it's shitty what's happening that they get stuck in our mess.

_{[ He, however, hears "rats" and thinks the small animal. ]}

Rat? You ate rats? That were formed into bars?

_{[ There's no slight amount of shock. Even in desperate times on the
road, he had never resorted to rats. ]}

At least you seem to know a reason. We never did figure out the truth purpose in Paradisa, though many of us speculated it was a way for the castle to nourish itself.

[She laughs.] Not actually rats. Oh man, who eats like... actual animals, that's so gross. And mean. No, they're just ration bars. Nutrients packed into a brick and it kind of tastes like dirt but it'll keep you alive.

... The castle ate people?

Edited 2015-06-15 17:49 (UTC)

_{[ Well, he does, but at least not rats. ]}

Oh. Rat is short for ration, I see.

No, not quite. We believe it fed off our mental states, our emotions. It would explain why it played so many tricks on us.

Yeah. An army runs on its abbreviations and acronyms, right?

How does that even work? Emotions aren't like... solid things people can eat.

[Wow this is some next level shit.]

Haha, I wouldn't know. My sister serves, but I am a Herald, not a soldier.

I couldn't rightly tell you, and it was only a theory we had. We never found out why it truly wanted any of us. It put us through stressful, happy, and embarrassing situations, and we saw no reason for it except to effect our emotional state.

What's a Herald? [It sounds really old fashioned...]

That's... Really weird. And it was just a building, not asshole people running psych experiments or something?

It is someone chosen by a Companion in my world - uh, that is, the easiest way to describe her is a magical horse as that is the form they take. We use our Gifts to help protect the people of Valdemar from threats within and out, and act as the King's voice in villages we visit.

Just a building, albeit a magical one. It provided everything for us if we but asked, though with a price. It guarded its secrets well, even unto the end.

A magical horse? Oh, that sounds so cool! [Has she seen vids like that?] But that sounds like a really important job. I hope you worked hard.

Huh. That sounds really weird. And scary. [And like a remotely controlled psych experiment but it's not like she was there. The whole magic thing is kind of hard to believe.]

Oh very. Ever since I was Chosen. Even if I wanted to be lazy, Yfandes wouldn't have let me - my Companion that is.

It could be, at times. Other times it was oddly kind to us - festivals, or parties, or days to enjoy whole other worlds. One could never predict it though, except around Christmas.

Your magical horse sounds like a really hard worker too. [She can respect this.]

[Psych experiment, psych experiment, psych experiment!] That sounds really hard to deal with, never knowing what's coming.

Heh, I will be sure to tell her you think so if I find her again.

_{[ Yfandes did love her compliments. He thought she might have liked
Wrath... ]}

It could be. You were always on your toes, but at the same time it was just - the changes were expected, if not their forms. It's a little like that here as we drift from planet to planet. We only recently just left one that was overflowing with magic.

Maybe she's hanging out with Jellybean somewhere. [Just don't step on the kitten, magical horse. Please and thank you.]

A whole planet of magic? Holy shit.

I hope she is. They would make fine company for each other.

_{[ He hoped that was the case. Really, he just wanted her safe, more
than anything. ]}

Hah, that was about the reaction of anyone who could sense magic on the ship. It wasn't as pleasant at night as during the day, but it was interesting. Who knows where we might end up next, but I suspect that's part of the draw for our "viewers".

Oh right, because we're on a show! That's pretty exciting, though.

How do you sense magic? I wonder if that's something I could do...

I really wish we had signed up for it rather than been dragged in.

It is... I am not sure how to explain it, exactly. It is something I can feel, a unique pressure, and sometimes I can see it if it is quite strong.

Yeah, volunteering would be nice, but it never happens. At least it's just a show and not like... Diseased people wanting to kill and eat us.

Could you teach me? That would be so cool!

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