Maxine Caulfield (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2015-08-08 08:46 pm
timelapsed) wrote in driftfleet2015-08-08 08:46 pm
Entry tags:
first photo ; video
Who: Max Caulfield & Anybody
Broadcast: Open
Action: SS Marsiva
When: Saturday, pre-shuffle
[ Max is almost used to waking up in weird places. But when she awakens to the crisp, clean, sterile surroundings of the Marsiva's hospitality deck, she knows something is wrong. Her dorm room, Chloe's room, school maybe, the lighthouse... but this felt more like a hospital. Where...? ]
This isn't... where is this? [ She's quick enough to her feet, glancing around. ] Calm down, Max, just need to figure out... where......
[ She trails off when she catches sight of those bowing windows in the viewing bay, showing... space. ]
No way. No way... This can't be real.
[ She seems to be in denial for a few moments. Gaping, staring, taking a step back...
And then, hands shaking... she pulls out an old instant camera and snaps a picture. "Always take the shot." That's what she had been told.
She shakes the photo that pops out for a moment, then stares at it, as if the view would somehow be different. But alas, it is not. ] This is really happening, isn't it? I'm in space. How?
[ Assume she's open to messages here. During and following those, though, she'll be snooping around the deck, looking at and through anything and everything. Snoop, Max, snoop and figure things out. ]
Broadcast: Open
Action: SS Marsiva
When: Saturday, pre-shuffle
[ Max is almost used to waking up in weird places. But when she awakens to the crisp, clean, sterile surroundings of the Marsiva's hospitality deck, she knows something is wrong. Her dorm room, Chloe's room, school maybe, the lighthouse... but this felt more like a hospital. Where...? ]
This isn't... where is this? [ She's quick enough to her feet, glancing around. ] Calm down, Max, just need to figure out... where......
[ She trails off when she catches sight of those bowing windows in the viewing bay, showing... space. ]
No way. No way... This can't be real.
[ She seems to be in denial for a few moments. Gaping, staring, taking a step back...
And then, hands shaking... she pulls out an old instant camera and snaps a picture. "Always take the shot." That's what she had been told.
She shakes the photo that pops out for a moment, then stares at it, as if the view would somehow be different. But alas, it is not. ] This is really happening, isn't it? I'm in space. How?
[ Assume she's open to messages here. During and following those, though, she'll be snooping around the deck, looking at and through anything and everything. Snoop, Max, snoop and figure things out. ]
action!
There seem to be a few of us here, though.
....On this ship, I mean.
action!
[ The words roll off her tongue strangely. Space she understands -- after all, there's something outside of Eorzea, realms unexplored by the mortals who traverse the earth. But...were there sailing ships that crossed such an expanse of aether? Could it be done? ]
They must be bad, to kidnap over a hundred people.
action!
Re: action!
[ There are two logical steps to take. Since they will presumably be stuck here for some time -- Margie doesn't want to find out what happens when you jump into space -- they'll need to find out who the kidnappers are. And the second...they'll have to find out who all the kidnapped are. So, she sticks out her hand for a handshake. ]
Margie.
action!
Max. It's, uh, nice to meet you I guess. Maybe not the best way to meet somebody, though.
action!
But better to meet one person than be confused for the rest of the day, yes?