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pain_train) wrote in
driftfleet2015-09-29 11:51 pm
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Who: Wrath
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Planet
When: Early on while on the planet, probably
[Wrath's always been a high energy person, but whatever is going on with her augment glitching, it's turned the energy knob up to eleven, yanked it off, and thrown it out the window. Well. Half the time. The other half she might be asleep, facedown on the floor.
But hopefully before her bouts of hyperactivity really start to grate on her crewmates (no, Wrath, their morale is just fine) they arrive at the planet and there's a whole new place for her to explore.
At first she tries to be mindful of her medical directives, but then she finds a saloon, and she ends up playing a game of darts, or maybe arm wrestling some guy three times her size (she wins) and... it all just goes downhill from there.
Welcome to Wrath doing her best impression of her pre-back-injury self. Which involves public drunkenness with optional nudity, loud and off-key singing, bar brawls, and
CRASH
getting thrown out a (first floor, thankfully) window.
She lays on the ground next to her cane, which thankfully hasn't been broken, surrounded by shards of glass. And tries to get up, which is a bit like watching a turtle that's been turned on its back trying to right itself, giggling happily the whole time.]
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Planet
When: Early on while on the planet, probably
[Wrath's always been a high energy person, but whatever is going on with her augment glitching, it's turned the energy knob up to eleven, yanked it off, and thrown it out the window. Well. Half the time. The other half she might be asleep, facedown on the floor.
But hopefully before her bouts of hyperactivity really start to grate on her crewmates (no, Wrath, their morale is just fine) they arrive at the planet and there's a whole new place for her to explore.
At first she tries to be mindful of her medical directives, but then she finds a saloon, and she ends up playing a game of darts, or maybe arm wrestling some guy three times her size (she wins) and... it all just goes downhill from there.
Welcome to Wrath doing her best impression of her pre-back-injury self. Which involves public drunkenness with optional nudity, loud and off-key singing, bar brawls, and
CRASH
getting thrown out a (first floor, thankfully) window.
She lays on the ground next to her cane, which thankfully hasn't been broken, surrounded by shards of glass. And tries to get up, which is a bit like watching a turtle that's been turned on its back trying to right itself, giggling happily the whole time.]

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I bet she could kick the shit out of some people, she's awesome.
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[And. Huh. Natasha was a captain now?] Bet she'd agree with me that ya need ta stay right there until ya get checked out.
[Don't make her com Natasha. She will totally com Natasha.]
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Are you sure? She knows how to get shit done. I bet she'd cut a bitch.
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[Wait. Not important. Just going to get out the com and call a doctor or Natasha, whoever answers first. One hand on her hip as she waits.]
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Oh. I guess you wouldn't know. [A brief moment of sadness there. No one knows anything about where she came from.
Oh well, a chance to make new friends, right? Enthusiasm, re-engage!]
Ready for action, let's go!