2 - WITNESS ME, FLEET

[iamawaited]

Who: Nux and the poor, poor SS Red Fish
Broadcast: FLEETWIDE
Action: On the bridge of the Red Fish
When: August 1st, immediately following the shuffle

[Action]

[A few people had told Nux that he would be placed on a ship soon, but he's still not prepared for it when he's suddenly plucked from the Marsiva to arrive in some other place with music in his ears and something soft and fluffy -- paper, he realizes -- showering over him. Some had told him that he would get a chance to drive it, but that doesn't in any way dampen the overwhelming rush of excitement he feels when he realizes that the room has a windshield, looking out over an expanse of sand, and a driver's seat, and a set of controls he realizes he knows how to use.

He doesn't even notice the chocolate.

A few minutes later, there's a loud whoop from the bridge, and suddenly the Red Fish goes rocketing forward and into the air, soaring away from the planet at top speed.]

[Video]

[Furiosa! he realizes belatedly. If she doesn't know about this, she needs to. If she does, then why didn't she tell him??? Either way, he fumbles his communicator out of his utility belt with one hand, slaps it on the dashboard, and switches it on, broadcasting fleetwide. He grabs the controls with both hands and whoops again.]

Imperator Furiosa! Furiosa! Have you seen this? This is way shinier than a war rig!

[He laughs manically, eyes gleaming bright as the blue sky starts to dissipate into night in front of him. The ship kicks just a little faster as the fuel starts to burn away.]

I am the man who grabs the sun!

Comments

[kill_switch]

[Furiosa didn't tell you Nux because she was busy familiarizing herself with her own rig and oh yeah also constructing a new arm. Which, she's currently fussing with when she receives his video. She knows exactly what that expression means, and she swears as she pitches her screwdriver to the table and grabs up the device.]

Warboy. What's your heading?

[She's running through her ship to throw herself into place, chucking the device on the dash and hoping it landed right. Thankfully she'd spent enough time familiarizing herself with the controls earlier that getting the First Breath into a pursuit wasn't too much of a struggle. Certainly not what she had been planning for today.]

[blindoptimism]

[Lalala oh what a fine day to be in the Red Fish, time to get everything cleaned up and ready to head back into space away from this planet hm--

... But then that feeling when the ship suddenly pitches out from under you and you get thrown out of your wheelchair. Just feel free to imagine yakety sax playing as she rolls up and down the hallway :'3

I swear, I'll post an actual reply soon]

Action;

[theboogieman]

[meanwhile, on the SS Red Fish... who's flying this thing??

Zhas pitches out of the armory, scrambling to remain upright even as the rest of the ship practically tilts into vertical ascension. he goes sliding back several feet before he thinks to catch hold of a doorframe on his way down. whatever this is, it better be a punchable problem and not just their ship's computer suddenly going haywire for the ratings.

he twists to try and count any crew he can see--but his hand slips and he goes sliding further, knocking into someone on the way.]

action;

[mortalcoil]

[it's a good thing that Coil has had plenty of experience with climbing under ridiculous circumstances, because that is the only way he is going to successfully struggle his way up to the bridge--especially with the chaos that he can hear tumbling around toward the rear.

fortunately, he'd been in his bunk at the time, instead of down in the lab. so, when everything in the ship begins to tip and careen aftward, he doesn't have too far to go.

he just prays that the problem is actually at the helm, and not in the engine room or mysteriously in the workings of the computer.]

video

[stickupherforehead]

You're grabbing the what now?

[this human seems very.....happy.]

Video

[alwayscomeback]

Oh, hey, you got your ship. Congrats, pal. [Too bad, it's the HEATHEN RED FISH. ]

[notkittenaround]

[... Worrisome. A well dressed lady considers the facts before her. A maniac seeks the stars, but which is it? A man's blunt words, or an allegory? ]

I hope you do not seek to dive into the hot heart of a star.