ii ; video & action

[grounds]

Who: Octavia Blake & Open
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Moon or Wonderduck
When: Broadcast, evening of Oct 16; Action, whenever

[The feed that pops up is originating from a basic (and boring) room above one of the old timey buildings on the moon. Octavia's lounging on the cot, tossing a baseball sized object up into the air, then catching it, not really looking at the comm.]

I gotta admit that the past two weeks-- or however long since I got here-- have been pretty damn long. Back home, there was so much more to do. [The ball goes up in the air.] Not in the entertaining way [And down again.] but stuff we had to get done. Hunting, scouting, building, repairing, you get the idea. It was one thing after another, the days went by in a flash.

[She catches the ball again and sticks it on the small side table by her cot, sitting up at the same time.] Pretty much, doing stuff for fun wasn't on the agenda, so I'm kinda at a loss here.

[Octavia huffs, blowing a bit of hair out of her face, before finally looking at the comm.]

I guess suggestions are welcomed if anyone wants to toss one my way. [Her boots tap the floor for a moment.] Also, I want to keep learning combat. So far, I've gotten decent with a sword, but I don't want to stop. Unarmed is good, too. Honestly, whatever's fine. I can take a beating, and I'm a quick enough study. I can't pay right now, that'd be later, unless favors or chores work, too.

[There's a pause, where she considers something.] My name's Octavia Blake. I'm security on the Wonderduck. You can find me there or on the moon for now if you want. That's it I guess.

[She flashes a sheepish grin before cutting the broadcast. Feel free to run into her on the ship or moon, whenever.]

Comments

[resnipstance]

It is. I don't have any strong memories of it myself, but I remember the colours.

[grounds]

Must be nice. It was pretty drab where I grew up.

[resnipstance]

Well-- it was where I grew up too, after leaving Shili. But that's a part of growing up in the Temple. It was still beautiful, in it's own way.

Where did you grow up?

[grounds]

On The Ark-- a space station. Mostly hidden under the floor. [There's more than a tinge of bitterness in her voice now, and her expression mirrors it.]

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka's brows furrow in confusion.]

What? ... Why under the floor?

[grounds]

I have an older brother. Second children are illegal. If they're found out, the parents are floated-- sent out an airlock into space.

[Her lips press together, forming a tight line.] That's what happened to Mom.

[resnipstance]

Wait-- what?

But that's... that's horrific!

[grounds]

Yup. [She leans back, away from the comm, resting her head against the wall. Her eyes close.]

It's shit, no matter how you look at it.

[resnipstance]

... I'm sorry. That must have been... awful for you.

[grounds]

Losing your mother and possibly your brother as well as being locked up just for being born? That's one way to describe it.

[She's talking, responding just fine, but she still doesn't move.]

[resnipstance]

[That just makes her angry on Octavia's behalf.]

That kind of-- of totalitarianism has no business in governing people's lives.

[grounds]

In space, they seem to think it does. Something about oxygen and resource preservation.

[She can't bring herself to give a damn even if it does make sense. It never would have benefitted her anyway.]

[resnipstance]

Then they should have found a way to make more.

[grounds]

Yeah, well, too late now, isn't it?

[She sighs, pushing herself from the wall.]

Look, this isn't really my favorite topic, so let's call it a night. I've got stuff to do before I crash.

[resnipstance]

... Oh.

[AWKWARD.]

Right. ... Sorry. I'll-- let you get to it.

[grounds]

Yeah, thanks. [She pauses, giving the feed a half smile.]

Don't worry about it, okay?

[And that's all she gets before the broadcast is turned off.]