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Who: Koushirou
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Vanquish
When: After the shuffle/nowish

[So Koushirou's been lurking the network the for first few days he's been here, reading and watching public broadcasts and trying to figure out as much as possible about being here... And not entirely meaning to go as long as he has without actually talking to anyone, but you know. It happens.

Or it had happened, anyway, while it had been relatively easy to find an isolated corner on the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck. But now that he's on the much smaller Vanquish it's probably time to say hello, although he doesn't have all that much to say just yet.

He isn't using text for any particular reason other than that he's a much faster typer than he is speaker.]

So all new arrivals find themselves on the Marsiva, correct? Is there any way to get back onto the Marsiva once you have been transferred to another ship?

[He's asking because of reasons. And that's... About it for his first network post. Except one thing:]

I also wanted to ask if there were any other Chosen Children here.

[He hasn't seen any on the network yet, but he doesn't know all of the internationals so it's still possible.

And that's actually the end of his network post, although anyone on the Vanquish can run into him on the bridge, where he's staring intently at the communication controls and apparently attempting to resist pressing all the buttons in order to experiment with them.]

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chosEN CHILDREn?

?????/fd/?/.

whats that

To hell with that nonsense.

[FUCK TYPING MAN]

What's a Chosen Child?

[Omg James you're terrible. Koushirou isn't bothered by the terrible typing though and lets it go to voice without protest, even though he sounds approximately twelve.]

It's what those in the group I'm a part of are called.

[That's a truthful answer without going too much into it.]

Edited 2015-09-30 02:50 (UTC)

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Which means... what, exactly?

[kid don't fuck with him he's like twice your age

except not

james is an adult child]

[Unless you're his mom or a girl his age with pink hair you're just not that scary okay.

At least not on the other side of a network, anyway.]

It's just... A name for the group of us.

[He's guessing James wants to know why that's the name but that's not what he asked and it's not really something Koushirou intends to explain anyway. Safety of the group and all that.]

[There's a huff of laughter -- because James hadn't expected a real answer out of Koushirou, but he admires the continued stubbornness.]

Merlin's beard, it must be quite the group -- but fine, have it your way. I'll think up a creative story in the meantime and ship it over for your approval.

To answer your question, I don't think you can get back to the Marsiva, but I'm new myself, and none of this existed in my universe, so I'm complete rubbish at figuring out how to get back and forth and all this technological wizardry, so --

[Ahem.]

I'm James. Welcome to the Fleet. Enjoy your stay, young sir.

There is none we are aware of, though force may be an option. We lack the reasons to resort to that, however. "Chosen Children"?

[Clay's on the ship, though not for long. The ship keeps glitching out, and it's just too stressful to stay there most of the time. It's why he's kept his fish outside or with him, after all; his room suddenly having microgravity nearly killed the poor thing.

When he enters the bridge, though, he's... really surprised to see someone there. It takes him a moment to pause, remember that the shuffle happened (yeah, that's right, and taking Zessica and Tony away as well), blink a couple of times, then give a big, friendly grin.]

Well, hey there! Did you just show up here?

As far as I know, we're stuck where we are until further notice. You can transfer from ship to ship, I guess, but I don't know how that works yet. I'm trying to figure it out.

[Literally everyone Zuko knows is on another ship.]

I've never heard of 'Chosen Children', but I just got here. Whoever you're looking for might show up later, too.

There might be a reason, but it would be hasty to say so for certain just yet.

It's what the group I am a part of is called.

[They probably should choose a less conspicuous name, he's suddenly realizing.]

What reason may that be? A strange name. Children chosen for what?

[Probably wise, but it's not like miss Warrior of Light here has any room to judge on that front.]

Assuming this world is a different dimension entirely from those we each come from, travel between here and our worlds may follow the same general guidelines as travel between other dimensions does If so, then normally where one arrives is a possible way out.

[It's assuming a lot, but it's a place to start anyway. In his experience, portals go both ways even if one direction might be a lot more difficult than the other.

And... He totally can't answer that second question truthfully, sorry. Fortunately it's text because he's a terrible liar in person.]

Nothing, it's just a name.

[...He's not that much better of a liar through text, actually.]

Edited 2015-09-30 19:49 (UTC)

Assuming the Marsiva is our true point of arrival. We awaken there, implants already in us. It is possible we are transported there after being brought to this plane elsewhere. A strange name to be given without reason.

[She at least is polite enough to not call him on it.]

[Fortunately Koushirou hasn't been on board long enough to run into too many glitches yet, other than the computer systems being very unhelpful in trying to send this broadcast in the first place. So far he's found the ship to be pretty peaceful actually, which is a nice surprise.

He probably should've been expecting someone to show up at some point but Clay's greeting is a surprise, partially because he'd been so focused on the network he didn't even hear him come in. So he freezes for a moment almost comically, as if he's been caught doing something he shouldn't be, before turning around in the chair to actually face Clay.]

Hello.

[He nods his head both in answer to the question and as a respectful greeting. Clay seems friendly enough, so Koushirou isn't quite as unsure about the whole situation as he might've otherwise been; ending up in another dimension on a spaceship is one thing, talking to complete strangers is another.]

Yes, about an hour ago.

That's interesting. I wonder why.

[He already has some possible ideas, but they'll take more looking into.]

Thank you anyway. Is there anyone you know here?

[He's not sure if it would be good or bad for other Chosen to show up, but they do tend to end up in groups. He's curious about how many people here have others they know around, though.]

[He's not entirely sure how to take that answer, not the best at reading tones of people he does know, but James seems more amused than anything else even if Koushirou has no idea how to respond to that first comment. It's clearly a joke, but joking with people you don't know is just asking for trouble and he's not about to try it in return.

So he'll just respond to the rest.]

How long ago did you arrive?

[Oh, and introductions. People here seem to use their given names from what he's seen, and James is definitely an English first name, so...]

Nice to meet you, James. My name is Koushirou.

[...Which might be a little hard to say but good luck James.]

That is true, we don't know for certain if the Marsiva is the actual point of arrival.

[But it's a good place to start, he thinks.

And he appreciates the politeness, because it gives him an opportunity to drop the subject entirely.]

Though we have yet to explore much, as our weapons were taken from us, leaving us without method to break through to explore the rest. At least, should my bonded arrive to the Marsiva, I may be able to return there.

Oh, then that must mean that you're the newest member of the Vanquish!

[Which is a relief. They'd been knocked down a couple of pegs, so having one more person would be great, both for crew morale and for the ship itself. He holds out for Koushirou for a greeting shake.]

I'm Clay Terran. I'm the pilot and the captain of this ship. And you?

Week or two, maybe? I'd have to check the exact details.

[With a slight scratch of his cheek.]

And it's nice to meet you, Koushirou. [It sounds a bit odd with the accent, but hey, Hogwarts is a multi-cultural diverse school. HE CAN DO IT.] Hope you find your friends about.

Yes. Katara, Toph, and Sokka are all from my universe.

If Sokka says anything insensitive, just ignore him.

[HE'S ALREADY FUCKED UP ONCE SINCE ZUKO HAS BEEN HERE]

People can come and go, so more people might show up. Give it time.

It's probably best if weapons aren't necessary anyway. A more peaceful method, if one can be found, would be ideal.

Your bonded?

[He's used to bowing so it takes a brief moment to actually respond to the offered hand, but he soon stands and returns the handshake along with a tentative smile.]

Good to meet you.

[There's another brief pause while he mentally adjusts how to introduce himself; people here seem to go with the given name first thing for the most part, from what he can tell, so...]

My name is Koushirou Izumi. I seem to have been given the ability to use the communication systems for the ship, although I haven't attempted to do so yet.

[Which took great restraint.]

Were peaceful options available to us, the Atroma would no longer have us. To use more common terms, my wife.

Hey, cool! That means you've got all the access to the radars and everything on the ship! [And Clay looks... really excited by this! Maybe now they could get readings on the distances of the stars like he wanted!] Did you want to try out some of that stuff now? I'm really interested to see what all you can do with your augment!

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