Voices from Heaven (
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driftfleet2015-07-01 01:53 pm
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Entry tags:
- !event,
- !mingle,
- adrasteius anor'thalion,
- allen walker,
- anders,
- asteffiel,
- aveline vallen,
- cullen rutherford,
- duke pantarei,
- garrett hawke,
- hiccup horrendous haddock iii,
- infiltration unit zeta,
- james buchanan barnes (au),
- misha hunt,
- r. daneel olivaw,
- steve rogers (au),
- tekhetsio,
- toph beifong,
- uzuki shimamura,
- vanyel ashkevron,
- wrath,
- yamanaka ino
let us bow our heads
[it may be too optimistic to hope that it has something to do with respect, but Atroma has been very quiet. in the wake of the growing stillness on the Iskaulit, neither of the fleet's hosts have broken the peace with their chipper voices.
if the passengers are being watched as closely as they always claim, it is being done in silence.
whether or not the remainder of the living bugs are being kept somewhere for observation, and regardless of the fact that the discussion of what to ultimately do with the ship is still ongoing, it has been generally agreed that something respectful should be done with the dead, and that the remaining spores should be washed away.
so, this will all be done through a combined effort of vacuum and fire, and the time for this purge has been set.
feet on the ground are needed to prepare the foreign ship for purging--securing anything that could be damaged, and safely packing away delicate data-storing instruments and anything belonging to the fleet itself. anyone willing to help could surely find something to do.
and for anyone wishing to bless, reflect, honor, or pray... now is the time to do so. whether aboard the Iskaulit itself before the purge, offering a voice over the network, or simply watching from nearby shuttles and ships, this is the fleet's moment to help send off the crew of the Iskaulit with dignity.]
ooc: this is the final IC mod post for June! the purge itself will be implied for the most part, but anyone with skills in mechanics or fire-controlling may assume they were involved.
this post specifically is for any interactive threads involved in the final days before the Iskaulit is cleaned, and anything funerary, including broadcasts. even if you just want to put up a closed comment describing what private way your character is taking part in this makeshift 'ceremony,' go for it.
an OOC post summarizing and officially wrapping up the rest of June will go up as soon as we're able.
if the passengers are being watched as closely as they always claim, it is being done in silence.
whether or not the remainder of the living bugs are being kept somewhere for observation, and regardless of the fact that the discussion of what to ultimately do with the ship is still ongoing, it has been generally agreed that something respectful should be done with the dead, and that the remaining spores should be washed away.
so, this will all be done through a combined effort of vacuum and fire, and the time for this purge has been set.
feet on the ground are needed to prepare the foreign ship for purging--securing anything that could be damaged, and safely packing away delicate data-storing instruments and anything belonging to the fleet itself. anyone willing to help could surely find something to do.
and for anyone wishing to bless, reflect, honor, or pray... now is the time to do so. whether aboard the Iskaulit itself before the purge, offering a voice over the network, or simply watching from nearby shuttles and ships, this is the fleet's moment to help send off the crew of the Iskaulit with dignity.]
ooc: this is the final IC mod post for June! the purge itself will be implied for the most part, but anyone with skills in mechanics or fire-controlling may assume they were involved.
this post specifically is for any interactive threads involved in the final days before the Iskaulit is cleaned, and anything funerary, including broadcasts. even if you just want to put up a closed comment describing what private way your character is taking part in this makeshift 'ceremony,' go for it.
an OOC post summarizing and officially wrapping up the rest of June will go up as soon as we're able.
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Whatever happens to this ship, I hope it's put to good use. Either by its people, or by us. Leaving it here to rot is wrong.
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[ Now that she thinks about it... that would actually be pretty useful. Not exactly the most sanctified of routes, but it's a way to honor the fallen by making sure what's left doesn't disappear into obscurity. ]
Either way. You find something out here, or...?
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... No, not really. I just wanted to reflect a bit. I've seen a lot of death, but... these things never really get any easier.
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[ She can't help the sarcasm. It isn't the best way to react, but at least it isn't harmful. ]
Doubt it does. I'm... lucky, I guess, the stuff I deal with doesn't usually end up in casualties. Still...
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[he'll challenge that sarcasm.]
That only makes it more jarring when it happens, right?
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More jarring and, um... it's always kind of awkward. Unfortunately I'm part of a group back home where everyone watches every little thing you do. When it does happen, your reaction is under the microscope for ages.
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[very suddenly, the solemn tone is back. he didn't think about that in regards to her; back home, hydra was constantly monitoring his mental state. he had to be in top form, and death couldn't rattle him. he didn't think about it happening elsewhere.]
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Her head tilts, looks up at Commander with some understanding and hesitation. ]
Yeah. Soldiers, right? Mandatory psych evals and all that... I mean—shit. It's not as bad for me, I guess. Don't really know the people who watch me.
[ Yeah, the thing about grief is that it's hard to remember how not to quantify it. This guy deserves to feel it more than she does, certainly. ]
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[commander doesn't think anyone deserves to feel grief more or less. you feel what you feel, and that's all that matters to him.]
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No, it's tabloids. I mean—yeah, okay. I'm a superhero back home, so it's all media circus stuff. You get used to it after a while.
[ She doesn't mean to fight, but it doesn't quite feel right to commiserate on what's no doubt an easier life than one of a soldier. ]
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[when one organization runs literally everything, no, it's not.]
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We're pretty much the only ones. Freak accident and all that. Being the only supers tends to get a whole lot of attention.
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[commander you are the posterboy for an entire organization]
So what kind of freak accident was it? If you want to tell.
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[ Wow, that's a hard question to answer. There was no official statement on how Misha got her powers and eventually people just came up with their own theories to fill the gaps. What are you supposed to say when you got them on an accidental, interdimensional drop off you still don't understand? ]
There was a kind of solar aurora going on my uncle and his coworkers went to take readings on. Ridiculously high radiation, as it turned out.
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That's the part I'd rather not talk about. It gets complicated from there.
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[ That isn't true, not necessarily. She isn't ready to talk about it, no, but she doubts she will ever be. ]
Maybe shouldn't have brought it up in the first place. Never mind.
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[ Where they are still weighs heavy on her mind. It seems weird and off, confusing to be so herself here. Like maybe she's doing something wrong. ]
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... We don't have to stay here. Might be good to head home soon, the purge is gonna start.
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