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Who: Yosuke Hanamura and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: HMS Marsiva hospitality deck
When: 6/17!

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[ Yosuke doesn't stay in that bed for long. He rolls over... and falls right out of it. dfjakl

He sits up with a jolt, wide awake, and that does not at all help the shock of being somewhere completely foreign. He's on his feet in barely even a second, looking around, trying to see anything that might just give him a clue. There's not much, of course, and falling back on instinct, he reaches under the jacket of his school uniform for his kunai. But they're... not there. What...? ]

What the hell...?

[ He tries to take a few deep breaths, but he's too antsy to stay still in the face of something completely unknown. So he starts wandering away from his bed, and rather quickly - because if there aren't answers, he's going to put that on hold for a minute or two.

He has his friends to find. And he has to find them now. ]

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[ Okay. He's calmed down a bit more now. Sort of.

He grabs the device from its place near where he woke up. So even though he's never seen one of these things before, somehow, he knows exactly what to do with it. Maybe it's just techno-instinct? The way they talk about his generation growing up on computers all the time - that's gotta be what's going on. Right? ... Yeah, well, one relization at a time.

He starts broadcasting. On purpose, even! ]

Okay. I have no idea who's listening to this, but if you can hear me, I just woke up in this weird... Uh. Space ship. [ A second of silence. ] I don't know, but that's what it looks like! But seriously, the point is, what's going on and how do I get out of here?

[ A longer silence this time - one with a sense of hesitation... until he finally decides, hell with it, and speaks up again! ]

If this is the Plane - I mean, you know, because it looks like space - then can someone really tell me what the hell is going on?

[ The sad part is, he's not entirely sure if he wants this to be the Plane or not... ]

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I'm sorry, I'm afraid there's no way to leave immediately that we know of. [she'll answer his other questions in a second, but... that's the one that she feels the worst about telling new people who show up, so she gets that out of the way first]

As for what is going on, we don't know everything yet. We've been told that we are on a television program, that there are people watching all of us interact with one another, but we have no real way to know if our captors are telling us the truth.

[ Damn. Not what he wanted to hear. But he's not gonna take it out on her--

wait what television program. ]

Program? Seriously? Geez, this just gets weirder and weirder... So there's like cameras everywhere? And people are actually watching us? Supposedly?

So they claim. [she can't bite back a slight sigh. It's her version of looking utterly annoyed with the jerks who keep them here]

I'm sorry that I do not have better news to greet you with. [and the way her eyebrows knit slightly, she really does look sorry] But, luckily, you should be relatively safe while you are here. While our captors clearly have no regard for our freedom, it seems that they have no intention to hurt us either.

[ He sighs right along with her, honestly - louder, sure, but also annoyed. And at a loss. What the heck is he supposed to do now...? ]

I guess that kinda figures. Wouldn't want to do anything to us that might make for bad TV, huh? [ He gives a huff of a laugh. ] Hey, thanks for the answers. Even if no one really knows much, you still know more than me.

[heh, she feels that reaction on a spiritual level, and a little smile tugs at her lips. And the thought is sweet, so she nods and tries to seem... comforting? Despite the fact that she's, you know, a tiny looking teenager.]

I've been here for several months, so I can at least help a little with getting used to the rhythm of this place. Or really, anything that you need help with.

Oh... my name is Nunnaly. What's yours?

Months?! Geez, just how long is this TV show supposed to run?

[ Groooaaan! ... But that aside, well, it is comforting to talk to someone else, to get a few of the questions about the weirdness out of the way. At the very least, she's doing a good job of not letting him get to the point of freaking out and shouting at the walls, or something equally as unproductive.

Besides, oh no she's cute. ]

Oh! I'm Yosuke. [ He manages a smile of his own. ] It's nice to meet you. So all of this was the same for you? Waking up here, and everything?

[she nods] And for everyone else who is here, as well. After you wake up on that large central ship, you'll be put on a different smaller ship. There's you'll work with a crew.

[she sits up a little straighter at the mention of crews. She's really fond of her own ship, and it shows on her face] They can be a great source of support and camaraderie. I hope your crew is a welcoming one.

Smaller ship, huh... well, at least I'll get out of this huge room-thing.

[ ... ... Then the whole "crew" part sinks in, evident by the way he suddenly shakes his head, emphatically. ]

Wait! But I don't know anything about spaceships! [ Wince! ] They seriously picked the wrong guy if they think I can figure out a spaceship...

[ah right, augments. She shakes her head, and while she tries to maintain the same calm countenance, it's slightly apparent that she's not a big fan of what she's about to say.]

Actually, few of us knew anything about operating ships before we arrived here. We were all given... implants of some sort. They grant us knowledge of space travel, and how to successfully man our ships. We were all given different bases of knowledge, so while one crew member might find that they somehow know how to drive the ship, another person will have an innate sense of how the ship works and how to fix it if something breaks.

[she pauses, and then adds] You can sometimes feel the augment on the back of your neck, it feels like a small hard lump.

Edited 2015-06-22 20:40 (UTC)

[ Aw man, he seriously feels like he should be taking notes right about now! But he does listen, nods along as she goes. And when she mentions the back of the neck, he reaches his free hand, tries to feel for it...

Yep, sure enough. He jumps a little at the touch of it, foreign as it is, but it's not like it hurts or anything. ]

Dude, not gonna lie, that's kinda creepy that they did that. [ It even sends a little bit of a shiver through him! ... But wait, that might mean... ] Hey, Nunnaly? Does one of those implants deal with these phone-things? Devices?

Mm hm, that's what my job is. My augment taught me how to use all the communication devices on the ship. It's very useful, although the job can seem a bit abstract at first.

[it would seem like...] Do you think that's what your job is?

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