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Who: Nova & U
Broadcast: fleet-wide; video
Action: On First Breath
When: August 14th, early morning

[ Nova looks... tired, especially if you saw her on her first day. She's sitting up on her bed and her space looks pretty immaculate and not at all lived-in. She looks a little anxious, and rebraids the bottom of her hair before speaking, visibly uncomfortable with the camera. ]

Uh. Hey. I guess. I hope I'm not waking anyone up. I'm new so... I don't know. I can't sleep. Does anyone have any tips? Or something? It's... well, it's not exactly quiet, because things make noise. But it's... sterile? It doesn't sound right, or smell right.

I don't really want to think about it too hard. Anyway. If you could tell me what you did when you were new...

[ She trails off, awkward and tired and lets the silence go on a little long ]

It's probably just a personal problem.

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[ he's silent for a moment, and then - ]

Is that as weird to you as it is to me?

Weirder.

She has a picture that I'm in.

Do you think - you just forgot?

I mean... that's what it has to be, right? But I hate it. How many times have I been through this stuff?

... we didn't forget Aather.

[ grateful. but he's a little worried now, too. ]

Yeah, but how do I know I wasn't there before? I mean, losing your memories is kind of the thing.

Yeah, but - I dunno. We got them back, didn't we?

[ nova he's so tired, this is a hard conversation for him to have right now. intelligent thought what... ]

...Yeah.

Anyway, you didn't come over to talk about that. I think... if you're here, I'll be able to sleep.

No, I'm good. I wanna talk about whatever you wanna talk about.

[ THAT'S WHAT GOOD BOYFRIENDS DO, right?

he is trying to lead her to the bed, though. ]

What if I don't want to talk?

[ leans up to kiss him briefly. honestly she's just glad he's there ]

[ and he leans down to meet the kiss, gently catching her arm with his hand. ]

It just... kinda seems like you do, is all.

[ without really pulling back. ]

[ kisses him again and leads him over to the bunk ]

Lay down and talk?

Two of my favorite things to do.

[ he will just try to drag her down to the mattress with him. :') ]

[ that does make her smile and laugh ]

Uh-huh. Yeah. I'm sure. Talking.

What? You doubting me? I love to talk. Didn't hear me say anything about listening, did you?

[ ohhh he's gonna be out for the count soon. ]

I'll have you know I'm a master rambler. If 'talking for a long time with no discernible point or purpose' were an Olympic sport, I'd have like eight gold medals.

What is an Olympic?

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The Olympics are where people from all over the world do things like 'skate prettily on ice' and 'run really fast' to see who's the best so they get awards on TV.

No one gets killed?

[ his arms tighten a little around her. he's trying to be subtle, but he kind of sucks at that. ]

Nah. Not unless there's some like freak accident. It's a contest for fun.

[ she notices but she also appreciates it ]

I'd like to see it.

[ takes a beat, it's kind of inevitable she'll ~~start night blogging~~ take a turn for the more serious ]

It's not just the environment. I mean, it's weird and... sterile. But I don't have a quest to help with the other stuff anymore.

You mean like --

[ he tries to figure out how he wants to word what he wants to say. or maybe he's just struggling to figure out what he wants to say at all. ]

Kinda weird, just existing?

Yeah. Also my nightmares are bad.

[ quiet for a long, unsure moment. ]

Have you heard about the like - augment upgrade things?

Not a whole lot.

I could... do something? To help with the sleeping. If you wanted.