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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.]

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{She gets you.]

You the only one here from your world?

[...difficult... question.]

Kinda? There's a bunch of different versions of my world back home, but... I'm the only one here from mine.

[Pause a beat.] Had someone show up from the place I was before this, though.

[Tony was gone now, but Pepper was still here. Rogue couldn't help but view that as a responsibility more than anything else. She was going to do her best to watch out for Pepper, not only for her own sake, but for the sake of her friendship with Tony.] Reckon if you were in a place like this before too, ya know you can never tell what'll happen.

...yeah. I guess I'll just expect more of the same and hope I magically wake up home tomorrow. [There's some flat sarcasm there, because like that'll happen.

After a beat, she continues on a little more warmly.] I'm Nami. Thanks for helping out.

Rogue.

[A flicker of a smile and a half shrug.] No problem.

[About to sign off but then--] Oh, word ta the wise? The food on the Marsiva's a sight better than what you'll get if you're on a ship without a cook or an advanced kitchen.

[So just... enjoy what you can.]

Yeah, I heard that. I'm thinking I'll take advantage where I can. Hey-- just one more question.

You're down on a planet, you said. What happens if you just kind of... take off? Don't go back to the ship?

[You know, Rogue had asked the same question.]

I dunno. Most of the places we stop aren't real big on travelers, so - best case if that ya get stuck in an alternate universe with all our clues about goin' home sailin' off into space. [That, she'd only thought of later. Along with:] Worst case I can think of? The augment in our brain explodes.

[Just saying.]

[Gk-- okay you know what, scratch that. She's attached to her head, it's pretty DX]

Guess that was kind of a long shot. Covering all bases, right?

[Rogue shrugs and smiles a little.]

Worth askin'. I did the same thing.

All right. Thanks, Rogue. [She lifts a hand, waves it helplessly.] I guess I'll probably be seeing you around.

Reckon so. [Lazy wave and signing off. o/ ]

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