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[mikangirl]

Who: Nami
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Nnnow-ish

[This is not happening.  Nope.  There were happy endings, and sunshine, and portals home, and she damn well walked through one.  Not only does this quiet, sterile place bear no resemblance to, y'know, a brigantine sloop or a crazy ocean, but she's turned up here alone.

She was pretty sure the animus were on the level with the whole going home thing.  The fact the Adstringendum communicator is giving her nothing but static when she tries to use it is, uh.  Not comforting, to say the least.  She explores the accessible area in due haste, looking for anyone she recognises.  Or anyone at all.  And then she sits cross-legged in the middle of the one hallway and tries to get the communicator working by prying at it with fingernails, hitting random buttons, and eventually just hitting the wall with it a few times before tossing it away from her with a huff.

Not happy doesn't really cover it.

She finds the broadcast system, staring down at the controls suspiciously.  She shouldn't know how to use this.  But, well.  In the absence of being able to do anything else-- ]

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This turning up in mysterious new places thing was old the first time it happened.  Where the hell is this, and what hoops do I have to jump through to get home?  [Sweet, sweet sarcasm.  But at least she's holding onto her temper.]  And where's my staff? 

And-- and who fixed my shirt?

[Serious question, that one.]

Comments

[Video]

[jamminshield]

[TRUE FIRST]

You're in outer space!

And your shirt must have been fixed by... I don't know. Magic space elves?

[Video]

[mikangirl]

[HUZZAH]

[Also, it might be good Steven is the first person to chime in, because that gives Nami pause. You're a kid. Pretty clearly. So she isn't talking to some evil kind of space kidnapper or whatever, okay fine.

...bad feeling.]

Actual space, huh...? [She ducks a nervous glance toward the windows she'd kind of tried not to look out of. She's twitchy enough as it is. But she sounds a lot warmer when addressing Steven, anyway.]

Well, I don't want to be here. I've got other things to do. Do you know how I can get home?

[Video]

[jamminshield]

[No, can't you see how sinister he looks?]

That's right! But, um... [He frowns.] I'm sorry. I don't know a way home, or I'd be trying to go home too. Being in space is cool and all, but I have to work on some important stuff.

But it looks like we're all stuck in these spaceships...

[video]

[experiencepoints]

[Oh, another new person. Nightingale turns on the video to reply, interest piqued by that mention of a staff.]

You're on the Marsiva, right now. Is this not your first interdimensional shithole, then?

[video]

[mikangirl]

[The Marsi-what. Nami blinks, and glances up at the surrounds for a moment. But it's the next part that really gets her attention.]

...no. I just came from one. I was meant to be going home.

[But come on, how many times can this happen? Maybe she's actually still in Adstringendum after all. ...really high above it. Yeah. What the hell.]

I'm guessing you're not responsible for me being here.

[video]

[experiencepoints]

If I was, I'd be home myself. I'm not really the kidnapping type.

My name's Nightingale, and this is my second one, too. I wasn't even meant to be going home yet, but... Anyway, if you give it a minute, your implant should put the knowledge right in your head.

video;

[ino]

We're still trying to work out how to get out of this one. And they take away your weapons when you arrive.

video;

[mikangirl]

[Welp, that's three people who are in the same boat. So... this really is the same deal as Adstringendum. Her eyes narrow. Maybe she's still in the same place after all. In a matter of speaking.]

Who's "they"?

[She sounds slightly less waspish now she's just talking to someone in the same boat, but Nami's still seething.]

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[ino]

[ Ino doesn't seem to take it personally. She knows showing up here is rough, and she had been in the same boat not too long ago. ]

Atroma. They're the people who brought us all here and run this little show.

[ video ]

[touchofrogue]

[Woah, hey now. Hold on. Rogue recognizes this one... and she's talking about it like it's been a take two for her as well, so...

Don't mind the gorgeous desert sunset in the background of this video, or the weird looking zebra horse.]

That place ya where before ya came here -- didn't happen ta have wings as a mandatory fashion requirement, did it?

[ video ]

[mikangirl]

[Excuse you I think I WILL mind it because what the hell why is there a desert and a horse--thing-- uh--

--wait, what?]

Uh, no. No wings. Not in that place, anyway.

...are you from Skypeia?

[We kind of have a whole culture at home that sport Luceti wings, whoops.]

video

[punchingly]

[ Nodding in commiseration; mysterious new places are not a particular favorite of hers, either -- not that she really allows anyone the chance to get the jump on her THAT often. But new generally means bad in Eorzea. ]

This is outer space. Welcome. We are all trapped here.

video

[mikangirl]

Yeah, I'm getting that. [So resigned. But she makes an effort to at least be friendly.]

Thanks. Ah-- I'm getting a few explanations. Maybe you can answer me another question. Have there been other new arrivals today?

( video )

[mucked]

You make it sound so old hat. [ a mixture of bemusement and admiration. ] Accustomed to this sort of thing, are you?

( video )

[mikangirl]

[What do old hats have to do with anything--]

Kind of. I could do with not being accustomed to it.

[unfulfilledpotential]

[An equally serious answer:] Don't know, but it doesn't look bad.

I think it's like, part of our "welcome to reality TV" present. Your clothes get all patched up, you get to eat food on the giant ship, you get a new fancy communicator-thing... but they never explain it properly.

[mikangirl]

[Oh my god someone finally answered her question about the shirt. HUZZAH.]

That's a pretty impressive patch job. This shirt was kind of a filthy rag before I got here.

[Bonus more-or-less new shirt then, all right.]

Let me guess. They always leave it up to you guys.

[huaaaaagh]

[Oh man. It's weird to be on the other side of this equation.

He actually starts up a response because the woman's appearance makes him slam the button before he can stop himself; that long, reddish hair, her eyes, the fierce expression- at first glance he'd thought Asuna was here.

He's not that lucky, and now he has to cover for his mistake.]

Ah... I hope you can find your weapon. I haven't managed to get one yet.

[mikangirl]

None of the ships have handy weapons lying around either, huh?

[She smiles faintly.] Thanks. You'd think if we never saw the bad guys, they wouldn't need to take our stuff.

team adstring bitches

[honorbends]

[Zuko has generally avoided everyone upon his initial arrival, mostly because -- what? He's half convinced this is another trick of the Animus, but after finding that he doesn't have his PCD (and his friends aren't around, no matter how much he's searched), Zuko is starting to believe he's been uprooted and transplanted somewhere else.

Great.

It's what Nami said that caught his attention, though (the first time it happened), and so Zuko sort of wanders about the Marsiva until he finds her.

And, with literally

no segway -- ]

This has happened to you before?

[He'd explain all the other stuff but lmao Zuko is clueless af sorry.]

awww yeah

[mikangirl]

[It's funny you should mention PCDs. Nami still has hers. Well-- in a manner of speaking, given she threw it against a wall in a huff like ten minutes ago. It doesn't work.

She looks up sharply at sudden questions, because she honestly wasn't expecting company. So after blinking for a moment in surprise, she gives a small and weary shrug.]

Yeah. Once. Ah-- just recently. [Muttering, because she's still not over this:] I thought I was going home.

[This place sucks, Zuko. I mean-- hi.]

Video

[preformthisneigh]

I'm pretty sure we don't have to jump through any hoops. I might be wrong and the next planet we land on could be a rodeo and we'll actually have to do that, but so far, no hoop jumping.

Aaaand going home is kind of a lucky draw thing. One day you're here, the next poof, home.

Video

[mikangirl]

[So that part's the same. She gives a snort at the idea of a rodeo planet, but y'know. You're not meant to take her literally on that one.

...are you a horse.

Oh well. Seen weirder.]

You don't have to do anything in particular? Work with the powers that be? Get good ratings?

[Yeah, she's heard about the TV stuff.]

Video;

[notkittenaround]

[ She listens with mild curiosity. ]

If you find the hoop to return home, allow me to join your great circus; I know not the path yet. Are you a healer?

Video;

[mikangirl]

[She's surprised into a short laugh at that. Hoops, indeed. But--]

Ah-- no. I know first aid, but that's more Chopper's bag. Why?