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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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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!

Best to keep such thoughts unvoiced, else you shall tempt Atroma.

Magic? I can certainly try. We shall have to see if you have an aptitude for it first. I can't tell over video, though. If not, perhaps another of my mage friends might have a way.

Don't worry, if something like that happens I know how to handle it.

I'll look forward to that, then! However I get to meet people. It's pretty exciting.

I have no doubt, but tempting fate is never a wise idea.

Hopefully you like your crew mates. You should be assigned in a few days and moved from the Marisva, so don't be alarmed to suddenly find yourself on another ship.

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