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driftfleet2015-07-25 04:23 pm
thatwhichyields) wrote in driftfleet2015-07-25 04:23 pm
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At least it's not the ocean?
Who: Phedre and you!
Broadcast: Yes! All of it.
Action: Marsiva! At any point :)
When: Soon. Now? Now. July 25
[She had woken, shivering and alone. Her first though had been of Skaldia, and her second had been of Joscelin. But this was not winter, only a chill to her marrow, and Joscelin was nowhere to be seen.
Alone, then. Alone and lost. A more familiar occurrence than she liked.The first thing to do was try and learn about where she was. Phedre made a swift and quiet exploration of her surroundings, taking the complete unfamiliarity of her circumstances into perspective.
When she realized her strange communication device is casting, Phedre allowed herself a deep breath followed by a slow exhale. This contraption (that she inexplicably knows how to use) took minimal investigation as she decided exactly what shes going to do with this information.
Phedre was accustomed to writing her correspondence, and generally addressed a particular individual. Attempting the same on a larger scale was more daunting than she would have expected.]
Good evening.
[She hesitates, uncertain of how to proceed or even if that was the correct greeting. Was it evening? How did one tell with no sun to designate the passing of time? Or was it too many suns?]
Please allow me to apologize for my intrusion, but due to the nature of my situation I found it to be the best option available to me. I wish to inquire into our current circumstances, primarily that of the apparent lack of assistance upon the… Marsiva?
[The lilt she places on the end of that question is meant both for the name of the ship and for the question itself. She had already explored the many crevasses she could insert herself into, but the lack of people... So very much of her knowledge was often gathered through humanity. Such blankness told her little, beyond that this place was completely outside of her realm of understanding.]
Anything you could tell me would be greatly appreciated.
Broadcast: Yes! All of it.
Action: Marsiva! At any point :)
When: Soon. Now? Now. July 25
[She had woken, shivering and alone. Her first though had been of Skaldia, and her second had been of Joscelin. But this was not winter, only a chill to her marrow, and Joscelin was nowhere to be seen.
Alone, then. Alone and lost. A more familiar occurrence than she liked.The first thing to do was try and learn about where she was. Phedre made a swift and quiet exploration of her surroundings, taking the complete unfamiliarity of her circumstances into perspective.
When she realized her strange communication device is casting, Phedre allowed herself a deep breath followed by a slow exhale. This contraption (that she inexplicably knows how to use) took minimal investigation as she decided exactly what shes going to do with this information.
Phedre was accustomed to writing her correspondence, and generally addressed a particular individual. Attempting the same on a larger scale was more daunting than she would have expected.]
Good evening.
[She hesitates, uncertain of how to proceed or even if that was the correct greeting. Was it evening? How did one tell with no sun to designate the passing of time? Or was it too many suns?]
Please allow me to apologize for my intrusion, but due to the nature of my situation I found it to be the best option available to me. I wish to inquire into our current circumstances, primarily that of the apparent lack of assistance upon the… Marsiva?
[The lilt she places on the end of that question is meant both for the name of the ship and for the question itself. She had already explored the many crevasses she could insert herself into, but the lack of people... So very much of her knowledge was often gathered through humanity. Such blankness told her little, beyond that this place was completely outside of her realm of understanding.]
Anything you could tell me would be greatly appreciated.
Video
Video
Phedre smiles, bowing her head gracefully.]
Thank you, my lord. This is very helpful to me. Do you, perhaps, know where we are as well?
Video
I'm no lord.
As for where we are, we are constantly floating through space. We move to another destination every month or so. Currently, we are near a planet which is mostly water, with a few small islands dotted around.
This is so late feel free to ignore
Near... a planet. [She was not usually thick, and she could clearly see the starts and empty space. But understanding and being comfortable with it were two such very different things.] I see.
Every month? Where else has this... fleet come ashore?
nooo tis fine!
Hmn, For now, it is near a planet that is covered in water and populated by small islands.
You're so niiiiice
Does it dock on these planets we visit?
aww don't mention it!
Re: aww don't mention it!
How do they ensure we return?
[She had been captive in many places but this was perhaps the first without guards.]
no subject
no subject
[This slang makes no sense to her - living in such a strange place seemed like it would be comparable to learning a new language at this rate.]
We are... forcefully removed?
no subject
no subject
[She doesn't at all, really, but she smiles at him thankfully.]
I appreciate your help.
no subject
no subject
[Phedre was rather overwhelmed with this current situation, but she could recognize the need for... a welcoming party, as it were. Very much so.]
no subject
no subject
My thanks.
[A small curtly towards the camera, and she reaches to end the conversation. She had a great deal to think about.]