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[showmeyourwreath]

Who: Flora
Broadcast: Fleet-wide Video
Action: Marsiva Only
When: Dec 10th

[The first thing she does with the communicator after learning its functions is go through the network archive. She doesn't read everything exactly, but the fact that she hits the end of it relatively quickly is both a good and bad thing. It's less to sort through, sure, but it also means it's less to know and that means she's at the relative start of something, with no telling of when it'll end. As much as she tries to keep it buried there's a sort of weariness about her, for a moment.

She was going home. And now she's somewhere else.

But it's not anybody's fault here, she won't take it out on them, and so she tries to smile, instead. It's small, but it's there, but the rest of her is tightly-wound. She sits primly, her hands folded in front of her (how is it that she's not holding her communicator?), but it's stiff. It's not something that would be out of place, formalities aren't exactly loose, but it's too rigid for her. There's not an elephant in the room, so much as dagger tips on all sides, and if she even breathes incorrectly, she'll regret everything.

She does not want to be here.]

Hello, everyone. My name is Flora, it's nice to meet you all. [Even if she wishes it were under better circumstances. Like not being kidnapped again.]

I must admit, this is not where I expected to be. [Perhaps the greatest understatement of all time(lines).] But since I'm here...I wonder if anyone's heard of Exsilium. [She really hopes none of the Dan, her other friends, or anyone's here. They've all been through enough.]

For those of you who've been here a while, do we ever go anywhere? [Her fingers tighten for just a moment, but her voice is calm and even, unwavering.] Other planets, I mean. And, would anyone mind indulging me some conversation? We can talk about anything you like, but I would like to talk about magic for a start, please, and if you're at all familiar with it.

[She could use the distraction, but she is also a very curious creature by nature hahaha.]

One other thing, please, if you don't mind: Does anyone know where they're keeping our belongings? Among other things, I had a lot of plants on me at the time, and some of them are--[she rubs an arm sheepishly, and frowns slightly. How to put this delicately.] ah...a little wild. I'm worried about them.

Thank you.

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[It was a struggle not to fall to pieces from the moment she first woke up to sterile ceilings and scents, different though they were, they were still far too familiar for comfort. But those memories she could bear. Ambient technological sounds and her own footsteps were her only company as she stalked through the halls, but when she saw a viewing portal into that endless infinite nothing, that was it. The scene changed, and Flora stood, rooted and transfixed, before the memory of something vile and alive were on her tongue and she only just made it in time to the bathroom to be sick.

She managed not to make a mess, but she felt revolting, and showered until the water ran freezing, all the while wondering why. Why here, why here of all places, why why why.

--

Time passes and she doesn't find anything or anyone. She makes sure she understands her communicator correctly, but doesn't trust herself to speak to anyone at the moment.

She doesn't see about food.

While she doesn't have everything she had on her at the time, she does have some nail polish and a little bottle of acetone and cotton swabs, and so she finds a place, well away from the viewing bay and with her back facing it besides, and carefully attends to her hands. The smell of both are strong, and she relishes it. It keeps everything else at bay.]

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[wilder]

[Well, this is a surprise. He'll actually turn on the video, showing him in all his red braid glory. His expression is one of mild surprise.]

Huh. Didn't think I'd see you again.

surprise

[showmeyourwreath]

[her surprise is more deeply felt, before she presses the tips of her fingers to her forehead in gentle dismay and frustration. She's not happy about this, but only because she doesn't want for him to be here and she's sure he doesn't either.]

I didn't think I'd see you for a long while, either.

[She doesn't say "ever". She doesn't like the idea of never seeing people she likes ever again, and apart from that, you just really never knew, sometimes. If nothing else, this was proof positive of that.]

Have you been here for very long, Kaneis?

[wilder]

[He meanwhile isn't really sure what to think about this. Which isn't unusual, so he just forsakes thinking about what he's feeling anyway]

A couple months, I think. Hard to tell in space.

Did you ever make it to...wherever you were going? [Guess he had forgotten to ask her where she was planning to go. Whatever is home for her, he assumes]

[showmeyourwreath]

[Bro, that's not healthy.]

Months, huh...I'm sorry.[She can't say she's surprised. Even if she's seen him recently, timelines getting crossed like this is par for the course.] Are we in space all the time?

I was going home, and no I didn't. The last thing I remember was everyone saying my goodbyes and leaving. [She sighs, gently.] Did you make it? [He'd left with Sophie and Asbel, didn't he?]

[wilder]

[He shrugs] We stopped by a planet awhile ago. Wasn't much to look at.

And no. That's about the last thing I remember too. [Which must mean these people really can take people through time. Just like the Initiative. Great.]

[showmeyourwreath]

Here's hoping we can get to a better one, then, but I'd settle for anything that won't actively hurt me. [Again.] Were you there long?

I see. Time stuff, again. [She winces. This is shaping up to be wonderful.]

Hopefully, we won't be here as long. Does anyone even really need us here? I haven't had a chance to dig deep into the archive, yet, and there's no staff around at all. I'm not sure if I should take that as a blessing or not.

[She's not looking to go around of experiments, UE-style.]

[wilder]

A couple weeks. They threw a party.

[Yeah, he can't blame her for wincing] Mm. Least it doesn't seem like they expect us to travel through time and change it any.

And I have no idea. There's no war going on. It seems to be more just...for the sake of someone's entertainment.

[showmeyourwreath]

A party, really? What for? Was it at least entertaining? [She hasn't asked him something fairly important but she'll get there. She's hoping to be incredibly wrong, so far, she hasn't found much to do. Parties sound at lease slightly appealing.]

I've had enough time travel to last me a lifetime, so that's a welcome relief. But um, do you figuratively or literally on the entertainment part.

[You have to be sure with stuff like this, sometimes. She can't say she'd be surprised, but there's a moment where she's very tense. She's not exactly alright with the idea of anyone witnessing her first moments awake.]

[wilder]

Not sure why, it was kinda weird considering how poor the world seemed. I didn't attend beyond a day or two. [Something about people in skull face and being oh so overjoyed to see people who haven't done much gave him a bad feeling...]

Oh, it's literal, I think. Apparently there's people watching our every move?

curse u i will have my nirvana 1/3

[showmeyourwreath]

Maybe the people there are very hospitable despite their circumstances. [Honestly, nothing sounds untoward to her, in fact she finds it rather endearing. Very generous of them, then!

But she was afraid of that. Flora's lips press together and she pushes her bangs back into her hair before she folds her arms, together. Yeah, she's about 140% done.]

2/3

[showmeyourwreath]

[but then her eyes widen as she realises something.]

Wait, you said our every move?

done

[showmeyourwreath]

Does...does that mean they watch us while we're showering?!

[THAT IS SERIOUSLY NOT OKAY!]

[wilder]

[He pauses for a moment to consider, and then in his same usual apathetic tone]

Probably.

[showmeyourwreath]

How can you be so calm about this?

[That's a rhetorical question--on two fronts: there's nothing they can do about it, and well, this is Kaneis--but she's distressed.

And not even yelling or even raising her voice, actually, how does one do that but it's clear she's PRETTY DISTRESSED.]

[wilder]

[He gives a half shrug] I'm always calm. Comes with the whole dead thing.

[That's a total fucking lie so all viewers know. But whatever, he'll carry that card to his grave again]

'Sides, I know I got a good body. What's to hide?

[showmeyourwreath]

You are so...[She means to say "full of it" but she could never even bring herself to say something so vulgar, even upset as she is, so she just trails off uselessly before settling on something.] you.

[Flora hides half her face behind a hand in a facepalm.]

Clearly not your non-existent shame.

[wilder]

[Wow Flora, just wow. Though ironically, that cuts a bit more than calling him on his bullshit would've. Not that he'll let it show besides swallowing on air. He keeps his expression the same though] Yep, still am. Much to everyone's dismay.

[Well. Besides Riku. But he's an odd kid]

Maybe not. But it's not like there's anything we can do about it right now. Might as well just try not to think about it.

[showmeyourwreath]

Hardly everyone's. If I didn't like you for you, I wouldn't speak to you. [No, pretty sure you're the odd one, Kaneis. The tomato in the mirror is you.]

I know. [She relents with frustration and rubs her temples. She wishes she could channel this productively, like through training, knitting, or baking.

She puts her face in her hands and her voice is very quietly embarrassed.]

But I showered almost as soon as I woke up.

[wilder]

Aw you're so sweet. ♥

[not sure he buys this but whatever! But oh, he rather focus on her quiet boice]

You did?

Wow, your ratings must be off to a great start!

it's like he never left her life...even if she saw him like 10 minutes ago or something

[showmeyourwreath]

Thank you.

[Her voice is slightly muffled, but sincere, because Manners. But then she's looking up again, positively mortified.]

I don't care about my ratings!

[But she's probably going to have to care, isn't she.]

This is not the kind of performing I'd like to be doing. Don't we have agents? Isn't there a director, supervisor, someone? [She huffs, because she has a guess or two.] If there is, they're probably completely inaccessible.

she just couldn't live without him apparently

[wilder]

[And he's just...watching this freakout, that you know, he kinda caused]

Haven't heard of any people like that, no.

Mostly it's just you and whatever crew you get assigned to.

he's just like a bad hairday that just won't go away

[showmeyourwreath]

[Stop watching the world burn, Kaneis!!

But she sighs and calms down...inasmuch as she like, you know, can.]

I guess that explains why nobody else is here, at least that I've seen, yet. It's a little creepy.

So where did you get assigned?

that one stray hair that never wants to go in place

[wilder]

Oh, yeah- you'll get assigned to a ship on Friday I think.

And I'm on the- [He gets cut off as there's a loud crashing sound echoing in the background of his feed- sounding like it's coming from somewhere on his end though a bit far off. Kaneis turns his head away from the camera to look]

- What was that?

curse you, kaneishair!!

[showmeyourwreath]

[She instinctively figures out they must be in the same proximity, which is good because she can be panicked, unencumbered!]

I think I caused an accident!

[SHE MIGHT HAVE KILLED SOMEONE!]

HIS IS AN EVIL SPLIT END

[wilder]

[He meanwhile is confused]

An accident- what are you-

[Not really sure what it has to do with her! But it definitely came from his ship. He'll get up and starts heading for the door]

Hold on, I'm gonna go check it out.