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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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We don't... have a lot of resources. Or, we didn't. It's complicated, but I probably ruined things for her.

[Lack of resources she understands. Lack of money, lack of connections. It's stopped a lot of good people from doing a lot of good things. But it's the latter part that interests her.]

That doesn't seem like the kind of thing you'd say lightly.

Is it really bad enough you'd leave for an entirely strange world?

[She's heard the competitions, the talk of how bad this thing or that thing is back on a fleet member's homeworld--but never anyone who didn't want to go back to their own.]

It's... complicated. Like I said.

I'm in a situation that there's no way out of.

Must be pretty bad, if you're considering ditching the entire planet. But if it's what you have to do...

[She shrugs.]

I'm not anyone to talk about complicated situations. Sometimes running is the only thing you can do.

It's either that or... everyone I know is probably going to be killed.

So you wouldn't be running from a problem. You'd be taking yourself out of the equation to save lives?

[Curious.]

Yeah... but it's a risk. Maybe if I disappear they kill them anyway.

No wonder you're having trouble sleeping.

[Some pretty heavy thoughts for late o'clock. Or ever.]

Yeah. Among other things.

If you ever want medical assistance for that, the Blue Fish has one of the better-outfitted medbays in the fleet.

...I'm over on the Windrose. Ship's counselor. If you ever just want someone to throw words at.

[Or punches, maybe, once Natasha's arm is healed. Nova looks like a fighter.]

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Thanks. I might check out the medbay option.

And I'm not sure I'm up for any real formal thing. It feels weird.

[That, surprisingly, is what gets a smile out of her.]

I'm not exactly a formal kind of girl.

Just an offer for conversation, not a psychoanalysis. If you ever feel like it.

We're not having a conversation now?

We are. Doesn't have to be the first and last, unless you want it to be.

[She's good at keeping her distance.]

I don't see any reason for it to be.

Then stop by sometime. I could use company, every now and then. Remind me it doesn't have to be claustrophobic.

Maybe I will.

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