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driftfleet2015-10-04 10:11 pm
mordedura) wrote in driftfleet2015-10-04 10:11 pm
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Who: Santanico Pandemonium and YOU
Broadcast: fleetwide text
Action: SS Golden
When: now
[Santanico sits by the window, looking outside at space. At least there isn't sunlight here, she doesn't have to worry about it burning or hurting her skin and yet she almost misses it. She had only spent a month with Richie before ending up here. She only had a month of freedom. It's almost funny.
Except where it isn't at all.
She refuses to be complacent. She spent over five hundred years as a prisoner in that "temple", that place of worship, she will not be another one here. Which is why she opens up her feed. (using the device has been an adjustment)]
Does anyone know who is responsible for us being here? Why has no one fought back? Do you enjoy being slaves?
[That's it. That's the post.]
Broadcast: fleetwide text
Action: SS Golden
When: now
[Santanico sits by the window, looking outside at space. At least there isn't sunlight here, she doesn't have to worry about it burning or hurting her skin and yet she almost misses it. She had only spent a month with Richie before ending up here. She only had a month of freedom. It's almost funny.
Except where it isn't at all.
She refuses to be complacent. She spent over five hundred years as a prisoner in that "temple", that place of worship, she will not be another one here. Which is why she opens up her feed. (using the device has been an adjustment)]
Does anyone know who is responsible for us being here? Why has no one fought back? Do you enjoy being slaves?
[That's it. That's the post.]
no subject
For Santanico it might as well be the same thing. She's never had a home that wasn't a prison. Not that she can remember anymore, anyway. It's weird to stare out into the vastness of space and know that for as big as it seems, she's stuck here.
She wants to be back in her own world. To seek the revenge that she deserves and yet -- that has been denied of her.
She's not expecting to see a familiar face. Richie would be a more welcome one -- but instead she's stuck with the preacher's daughter.]
Yes. Me.
[She doesn't attack -- even if part of her wants to. Part of her just wants to feed and rip and attack but people here don't know what she is. She should use that to her advantage while she can.]
no subject
But... she's not attacking, not changing into her culebra form, so Kate's brain immediately clicks over to her next important point.]
Do you know where my brother is?
no subject
[She was too busy plotting her revenge back home to keep tabs on every culebra in existent, especially one of such little importance.
She itches to go after the girl, innocent blood always tastes the best but she tries to restrain herself. Remembers that if Richie were here, he'd disapprove. And for some reason that matters.]