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driftfleet2015-06-14 01:00 am
pain_train) wrote in driftfleet2015-06-14 01:00 am
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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.]
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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[ He laughs a little awkwardly. ] Ain't really had much practice yet. Though if you're talkin' gravity, we knocked ours out a while back. Was interestin' tryin' to steer without it.
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Oh, does the AG being out make it weird to fly? Weird!
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Well, s'different when the only thing keepin' you in your seat's the belt. Havin' my crew floatin' around was sorta distractin', too.
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Oh, that makes sense. Safety restraints are important though.
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In this case, glad I had it on. Need a strap for my hat, though, in case it happens again.
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[Okay, that makes her laugh.] Or make it someone's job to hold your hat!
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wrap it up?
Sure!