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[retconciled]

Who: Milla
Broadcast: Open video!
Action: SS Blue Fish
When: December 13th


[Milla looks unhappy. Get used to that look, you're going to be seeing it a lot. She's outside her office and points the camera at the door where a plate reads "Milla Maxwell" and then nudges the door open to show a small couch, a desk and some chairs.]

So what the hell do I do with this anyway? And where is the food? You know, actual food? Food people eat, not this gross whatever it is! I want to make soup... And what about a tomato omelette?

[She makes a frustrated noise and goes into the office, leaving the door open and flopping on the couch. She keeps the communicator above her.]

Listen just tell me who do I contact to go back to dying? [Dryly:] At least the miasma didn't have flavoured jellies for meals.

[Yeah she's sore about everything. She drops the communicator on her chest - someone might want to tell her about where that's pointing - and chooses to sulk on her couch.]

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Voice

[wilder]

[Wow thats...sure a view. Honestly, he was about ready to ignore this feed when something stands out to him.]

[I mean, besides the last view]

Go back to dying?

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[retconciled]

[Milla grabs the talking thing and brings it back up to her face, blinking.]

Oh did you die, too? This sucks, huh? Oh, well, I guess most people weren't supposed to die or whatever so they'd be happy with this.

[She's... not unhappy entirely to be alive but the circumstances of everything make it hard to feel anything but bitter.]

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[wilder]

Well, I'm... [formerly dead, but brought back to life by someone else not part of the fleet, but then brought here-] ...well, let's just say it's a long story.

But I know there's people here that never died. More like you missed out on whatever the afterlife is.

[And weren't supposed to die? That's...never the makings of a happy story. Was she sacrificed? Executed? Hm]

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[retconciled]

An afterlife, huh? [She snorts, sitting up on the couch to fold her arms.] I don't think I had one coming. [The Prime Milla was fine, so she was doomed to just fade, wasn't she? She sighs.] Well, I guess I'm stuck here now. At least someone else is too.

[Misery loves company and all that.]

[wilder]

Why not? Don't believe in them? [Not that...Kaneis is really sure on the matter himself.]

[And rather dryly] And oh yeah, it's always nice to take comfort in the fact that other people have to endure the same crappy food as you.

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[alwayscomeback]

[Sokka gives a derisive sound, pausing in his usual walk of the ship. She must be new, he hasn't seen her before, anyway.]

Yeah, sorry, no real food here. I'm working on it, soon as we hit a planet with anything made of meat, I'm stocking up. Until then, we've got whatever Del can cook up with the squishy protein stuff.

[He gives a short wave.] Anyway, hi, I'm Sokka. I'm your captain on this happy voyage into insanity.

[retconciled]

[She sits up, legs hanging off the armrest of the couch.]

You're the captain? [Well he said he was working on food, so that's a bonus point.] As soon as we get some food, I can help with cooking a little. I'm good at soup and I could probably do stew, too!

[She realises that isn't her job but she has priorities.]

Oh and I'm Milla.

[alwayscomeback]

Yeah? That'd be great! Man, I really miss real food.

Nice to meetcha. What job did our happy oppressors give you?

[retconciled]

Councilor? So I guess I... console you of things.

[Sure she has an augment that gives her the knowledge but it doesn't make it any less weird to her.]

You know, tell me your problems, I help through methods, whatever.

[alwayscomeback]

Ohhhhhh.

I used to do that. Well [eyebrow waggle] Wang Fire did.

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[save_the_souls]

[Wait. That sounded like- a new person!! If there was a new person brought onto the ship, that must mean-]

[Allen pokes his head in the doorway of Milla's office. Wow. This place actually looks nice. BUT FIRST THING IS FIRST]

Ah- Welcome, Miss!

I'm sorry to ask, but was there any pudding with you when you came on the ship?

[THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT.

[retconciled]

[She gives him a flat look before reaching on the floor and picking up the tray of pudding.]

You mean this?

[Is he like a stray dog? She holds the tray out to him just a little.]

[save_the_souls]

[wow rude he's not a dog, he was just mistaken for one]

[But he perks up at the sight of that tray. Sure. Pudding isn't a favorite food. BUT ITS FOOD.]

Yes- that!

[retconciled]

[Oh she can't say no to that face. She gestures at it.]

Help yourself. I'm not big on pudding. It should go to someone who likes it.

[save_the_souls]

[Oh wow you made his day]

You sure? [He makes a happy sound] Thank you!

[He starts reaching over for that pudding]

I'm Allen Walker. What's your name?

[mirroromirror]

[ there's a lot to get at. FOOD, she definitely gets. she misses omurice and hamburger... and strawberry parfaits.

but, also. dying? ]

You want to go back to dying? Are you okay?

[retconciled]

[Right. She realises in retrospect that normal people probably wouldn't get it. She needs to watch her mouth one of these days. Milla sits up and sighs, grabbing the communicator.]

I'm fine. The circumstances back home were just... really complicated. So I'm not sure how to feel about all this.

[mirroromirror]

[ there's a moment of silence, and she just fiddles a bit with her hands, before bursting out: ]

That's okay!

[ umm. hold on. ] It's okay... to not know how to feel. Um--I'm Miyuki Hoshizora. It's nice to meet you.

Even if you don't really like that you're here right now... I'm sure it'll lead you to where you want to be! Absolutely sure!

[retconciled]

[This girls seems really nice, despite everything. It's hard to stay mad at her or anyone else.]

Milla. It's nice to meet you, too. You really think this is going to lead me somewhere good, huh. Has it been good for you?

[mirroromirror]

Mm... I've met new friends! I think, that even if it's not the most fun time, you can learn from it.

Besides, weren't there things you wanted to do before you died? Stuff like, um, ah... bungee jumping! Or eating food from a special place far away! I'm sure you'll find something ultra happy to do, even if you don't like being here!

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[theboogieman]

[...you know, since no one else is saying anything, he will let her know in the most gravelly, deadpan, monotone voice that he has:]

The camera is pointed at your tits.

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[retconciled]

[There's a squeak before she quickly covers the camera as best as she can. She sits up and holds the communicator very pointedly at her beet red face.]

Th-Thank you. I'm still working out how this thing... [But no that sounds stupid to admit she's still learning how something probably basic works, so she clears her throat.] --I, uh, mean that with everything going on, it just slipped my mind, you know?!

voice;

[theboogieman]

Uh huh.

[clearly, he's... uh, buying her story. definitely. at least he's probably not making fun of her?]

voice;

[retconciled]

[The latter is good but she feels so mortified that she needs to explain herself. She's not like that!]

L-Listen, this sort of thing didn't exist in my village. Hell, the idea of space at all is insane back home so this whole- whole thing is just-! It's crazy!

Video

[heresyandlace]

[the comment about dying stands out to him... but he has his priorities. that will have to wait. there is a more important matter to discuss here.

so, Milla will have an absurdly pretty man with lavender eyes smirking at her from the video feed.]

...My, are you going to be disappointed.