Octavia Blake (ง︡’-‘︠)ง (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2015-09-27 05:36 pm
grounds) wrote in driftfleet2015-09-27 05:36 pm
i ; video & action
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.
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.
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Hey, thanks. For a bit there, I almost forgot we're stuck on some weird ass space tv show.
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Heh, I could say the same to you.
...Wait, what about a tv show?!
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Apparently we're on an intergalactic reality show? [Her hand holds up the comm, and she wiggles it for emphasis.] Read that on here.
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He looks it over and takes it all in.]
Duuuuuude.
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Cue the eyeroll.]
It's not that impressive. [Yes it is.]
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[The he adds, a lot more lightly,]
I hope they're catching my good side!
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[Octavia snorts at him.] Which one is that, anyway?
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Um... And it would be this one! [He shifts his face to the side and gives a goofy smile.]
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Hm, I think we're missing something. [And like that, she grabs a blanket and tosses it over his head.] Now we're talking!
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Ah, now I'm ready to meet my adoring fans...!
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[There's a mock salute at his plight.]
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You know, you make a good welcoming committee.
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[There goes the eye rolling.] I'm just dealing with this the best way I can. Plus, freaking out only gets you so far.
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[He adds jokingly with a shrug.]
Hey, you definitely shouldn't underestimate your methods. If it weren't for you, I might have forgotten that second part.
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To be fair, the freaking out was redirected at you for a while, there. I can't take all the credit.
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Yeah, uh, sorry about that, by the way.
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From much worse people. They're missing out.
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Yeah, you bet they are! They're... just not good enough to know the fuzzy man!
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You know what you're talking about, Octavia!
you even have an icon for it he's so cute
[She scoots forward, off the bunk, then grins at him.] Come on, I'm hungry.
he knows he is
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