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[kill_switch]

Who: Imperator Furiosa
Broadcast: Yes; Accidental arrival video
Action: Marsiva
When: 7/24

Broadcast

[There's not much in the way of audio to this feed. Furiosa wakes and sits up, casting a wary eye over her surroundings. Her right hand reaches up to ghost fingers over her face, where she found her previous wounds nonexistant. How long had she been she out? They couldn't have cleared up overnight. That wasn't possible. Her attention shifts to find her clothes are cleaner than they've ever been, quite literally, and the idea that she was out of the them for any length of time it took to get them clean was disconcerting. Her neutral expression pulls into a slight frown.

The room is unfamiliar, the architecture and decor too clean and sterile. It's an alien environment, for someone who's spent a lifetime in a poisoned world, surrounded by dust and wind and scorching sun. She doesn't trust it.

Furiosa finally stands, and it's here the camera gets a good angle on her left arm, ending in a stump just below the elbow. It doesn't seem to deter Furiosa much as she stops to finally pick up the communicator and turn it over in her right hand. This is certainly unlike any tech she'd seen before. And why was that little red light blinking?]

Action

It's time to survey her surroundings. Her thick boots make a resonating tok tok tok as she takes long strides through the Hospitality Deck on the Marvisa. Her augment is filling in some of the gaps; the idea of the vastness of space and existence of other planets and star systems, but she's still wary. What happened at the Citadel that brought her here? Where were the others, the Wives? The Warboys?

Once she reaches the viewing bay, she'll stick around for a while. It is so absolutely unlike any other vista she's ever seen; foreign and exotic in ways she can't even describe. It was one thing to be looking up into a star-studded sky from the ground, shifting sand under her feet, a chilled nighttime breeze, but it's something else altogether to see it from within the void itself; from relative safety and comfort within the ship.

The cafeteria is greeted with wariness. While her world had a severe shortage of food and water, she was unwilling to trust such an unlimited supply right off the bat. She wasn't that hungry, yet. She would stay a while, observing others, noting their habits and trying to see if there were any lingering effects.

Comments

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[innercactus]

Hello!

[ Asteffiel stop talking to new people. You are a little worrying. ]

I think if you go to the left, there should be a door with food. Food is good when you first wake up.

Video

[kill_switch]

[Okay, this is new. Her head cranes back slightly as the video feed pops up. Different, but she'd heard rumors, stories about these kinds of things, whispered stories, blue tatted lines on Historywomen. It doesn't take her long to figure out more or less what she's supposed to do.

The person on the other line, however, strikes her as exceedingly odd. She's used to seeing how people alter themselves, she was guilty of it herself, when she had her arm, and the grease she'd strike across her forehead. So, she had to admit to herself in all honesty, this strange blue creature was probably no different than a human under some powdered ink.]

Food is also easy to poison.

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[innercactus]

... even when it comes out of a machine?

[ ... He never thought of that. Of course, he'd never thought of purposefully making food bad either. It was usually just that he sucks at cooking that his food turned out not good. ]

... and I don't think I have anything ripe here.... [ His little apples aren't quite ripe, and the little oranges have just startled looking like trees. ]

.... but that wouldn't help you, you're on the big ship where new people show up...

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[kill_switch]

Never had it from a machine. [All the more reason to distrust it, really. But she realizes she will have to eat, sometime. It's worth looking into. She just needs to know more about the people in charge.]

Big ship? So there are more?

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[innercactus]

Its a little funny looking, but doesn't taste that bad.

[ Some nodding, complete with leaf rustling sounds as his hair moves. ]

A lot more! ... Or.. [ He counts on his fingers. ]

... well, 17 is a lot, but not a lot a lot?

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[kill_switch]

That's not what turned your face blue, is it? [She has to ask.]

A lot, then. [Far more than she's used to, certainly, which is none. That was even a lot for a standard Warparty. Size wise, however, it's nearly incomprehensible.] And why? [Why ships? Why space?] You said this is where the new people show up?

[She needed to find the Wives.\

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[innercactus]

[ What's blue? Three, two, one. OH. ]

I am all.. I am purple, not blue. I didn't know food could make you change colors... [ Yes, that is clearly the most important part to nitpick. But here, he raises a hand to the video, and sure enough, his hand is the same pale purple as his face. Just more obviously a mix of plants, woven roughly like bone and muscle that make up a hand. ]

Uuuhmm. Why is.. I think because space-ships are better than cloud-ships for exploring? The little ships fly around the big ship, and the big ship goes to new places! We've been to... .. three planets after I got here? [ He thinks? ]

Yes! At the end of the week, you leave the big ship and end up on one of the smaller ships. But if you don't like your small ship, you can ask to get sent to another one, next week.

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[kill_switch]

Purple. My mistake. [Doesn't make him any less odd. In fact, the further detail she sees of him the less sure she knows what he is. She'd never seen any plants resemble human bones and sinew, and while she may have had more experience with plants than most, and while she may have known people to alter their appearances in both temporary and permanent manners (herself included), they were still very much human of a sort underneath.

She's not so sure she can say the same about this kid.

For now, Furiosa decides to hold onto this information. She can question him further if they ever meet up.]

Hm. I'm familiar with that tactic. [Considering she was in charge of the 'big ship' herself, she's quite intimate with it. And how to break free of it. This, at least, is some promising information.] What if I prefer to stay on the big ship?

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[innercactus]

It is okay, purple and blue are close. [ ... And his eyes are actually a very pale blue, but that's beside the point. ]

.... I don't know. I don't remember getting to pick which of the small ships I got to, so I don't know if you can pick to go back to the big one. I like my ship, so I never looked... [ Even if he has one crew mate who thinks he's a demon. ]

action;

[thatwhichyields]

This place, whatever it is, is a wonder. Phedre is enthralled by it. Its vastness is comparable to the ocean and the beauty of stars resting on the velvet of space... d'Angeline were blessed with the ability to see beauty wherever it may rest.

Frightening as this situation could be, Phedre could not deny the beauty it held as well. It was better, to know other may feel the same.

"Good evening."

action;

[kill_switch]

Furiosa looks over at the other woman for a moment before answering, quietly sizing her up. It's a force of habit, but she knew by now that even outer appearances didn't always belie the capabilities of the spirit within.

"Is it evening? It's kind of hard to tell." It looks like it's evening, or rather the dead of night by that endless void outside the viewing bay, but it felt like morning considering she's fresh out of bed.

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[thatwhichyields]

Dressed as she was in a sage green riding outfit made with all the grace and skill of Favrielle no Eglantine, she stands out against the smooth while futuristic qualities of the Marsiva.

"It was evening when I left," she said with a slightly uncertain lilt. It was as good a general assumption of time as anything else.

action;

[kill_switch]

It's not often Furiosa sees someone not covered in at least a thin layer of sand and dirt, but given how impossibly clean she found her own clothes, she's realizing this is going to be something she'll be encountering regularly. As well, the other woman's style is compeltely foreign to her. Furiosa herself still sports the androgynous look she'd cultivated in order to survive; the off-white blouse under the girdle, black pants, and with Immortan Joe's crest still hanging from her belt with all its chains.

"In that case, good afternoon." Since the sun had been high when they'd finally reached the Citadel, before she found herself here. "Any idea how the powers that be were able to do all of this?"

action;

[thatwhichyields]

Phedre smiles, and drops a small curtsy. "Good afternoon, then."

She had seen mighty things in her lifetime, but Phedre had no idea what would have this power. This... this made no sense to her. "Not how or why. It is too impossible, I couldn't believe it unless I were here to see it."

action;

[kill_switch]

Furiosa gives her a small noise of agreement. It someone had told her something like this would happen, she would have thought they were having a heat stroke. Being here and seeing it for herself was hard enough to swallow.

"You haven't run into anyone who appears to be in charge, have you?" That's been about the most vexing part. Usually people in charge wanted you to know exactly who they were.

This is so late feel free to ignore

[thatwhichyields]

"I have seen no one at all, except for you." Which was evern stranger to her. How did something function without those who kept it moving?

Nothing made sense, nothing seemed right.

"have you met others?"

Re: This is so late feel free to ignore

[kill_switch]

"Just a couple people, here and there. It doesn't seem to be too populated."

By anything, really.

Video

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley is, consistently, helpful in all ways: ]

This is the part where you say how confused you are and where the hell are you?

Video

[kill_switch]

There a reason I wouldn't be able to figure that out myself? [she's more the kind to take it into her own hands.]

Video

[onlyanapple]

I'm not sure, I was never on the Marsiva myself, I don't know if there's a helpful information board up or not.

Regardless, you're bucking the trend. Go you.

Video

[kill_switch]

[That definitely seems to be her MO nowadays, and she's not apologizing for it.

What had someone told her ... that the new people showed up here first? So what did that mean about this guy?] So you're a native here.

[onlyanapple]

Oh, no, not even a little bit. I've been captured, just the same as you.

[kill_switch]

But you haven't been on this ship ... ? [Which means already she's getting contradictory information. Her eyes narrow slightly; she's not about to trust anyone, especially when the numbers don't add up.]

[onlyanapple]

No. I was here at the start of this...cycle, I think they call it. All of us who started on this merry trip through space woke up in our own Fleet ship. It was only after that people started showing up on the Marsiva.

[kill_switch]

And how long ago was that?

[Okay, starting to put together a bigger picture about their situation.]