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[grounds]

Who: Octavia Blake and ??
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Marsiva
When: Saturday morning (backdated)

[Luckily for Octavia's dignity, somehow her initial waking up freakout wasn't broadcast, so the first televised signs of her include the brunette leaning against the wall, curiously looking over her communicator. She jumps a little when it starts recording, but composure isn't too far off.

A raised brow greets the fleet, followed by a hesitant attempt at a smile. It's a bad one.]

So, space. [It's said in a very dry, unimpressed tone.] Anyone mind telling me what the hell's going on? I've got things to do, and this wasn't one of them... Whatever this is.

[She straightens, moving back to her initial bunk.]

And someone tell me what dick took my sword. I want it back.

Comments

[redactions]

They take everyone's weapons when you board. You can get new ones on the planets, sometimes.

video/voice??

[grounds]

Sometimes? [She's done some reading, so the planet thing isn't as much of a shock.]

voice. hush u I tagged from phone

[redactions]

Yeah. We don't always stop somewhere that stocks 'em.

nah

[grounds]

So, what? We sit and wait? I'm not big on someone taking my stuff like that.

[redactions]

Well, give 'em a nice black eye to remember you by when you see 'em. You might have to get in line for that, though.

Welcome to the Fleet, Miss...?

[grounds]

Who's them, anyway?

[She pauses, not really seeing the harm.] Octavia Blake.

[redactions]

The Atroma.

James Barnes. I've been here three months.

[grounds]

Okay, same question as before, James. [There's a noncommittal grunt at the three months thing. She doesn't want to address that.]

[redactions]

Nobody knows. They broadcast to us, but we've never met one or been able to reach them.

[grounds]

That's lovely. Really. I really hope they show themselves, I'd love to give them a big old hug! [She's dancing a line between irritated and angry right now.]

[redactions]

Anything I can help you with, miss, besides maiming the Atroma?

[grounds]

Lay off the Miss garbage, would you? My name's Octavia. [She seems to have simmered somewhat, her tone laced with amusement. Man, how old is this guy?]

[redactions]

[ No harm being polite!! ]

Octavia, then. Where're you from?

[grounds]

[Okay, gramps.]

Complicated question. The Ark. Earth. Someplace like that.

[redactions]

What does the Ark... do?

[grounds]

The Ark's a-- was a space station orbiting the earth. People were living there for the past hundred years. Really, it's complicated.

[redactions]

I bet.

Well, if you've got any questions, Octavia, I'd be happy to answer 'em. More importantly, there should be a mess hall down the corridor to your left. Food's not bad.

[grounds]

It's appreciated. Thanks for the info. Let me know if you want the full story of the space life or anything later. I might be feeling more chatty then.