At least there's no elevator music...

[thespaceopera]

[At least two weeks have passed since the Drift Fleet passengers woke up on this strange wing of the Marsiva... Some new passengers have even joined the group instead of being Shuffled off to a fleet ship! The large monitor in the central room remains quiet for now, so how is everyone holding up?

Have you been relaxing? Enjoying the Earth media? If you can even remember them, how have Calibrations been treating you? Has anyone started getting a little stir-crazy?

Don't worry... This ship has no shortage of mysteries, and you'll be seeing a few more soon.]


ooc: here's another mingle for the current game event! players can start or continue threads here from any point during the event. the additional setting information is still being postponed due to sickly mods, but y'all are welcome to post additional topcomments for reactions and investigation once it's up!

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[onlyanapple]

[Knock knock. He knows something is up, there's no snippy remark. ]

I'm coming in in five second, if you're naked, you have that amount of time to put some pants on.

[save_the_souls]

[-Shit. He didn't think he'd get that reaction. He really rather not have someone in the room right now. He looks around the room, seeing if there's anything he can use to defend himself since his last attempt to use h is powers ended with being tazed- annnd he's got nothing. Double shit.]

It's nothing! I'm fine!

[onlyanapple]

[Even more bullshit. His bullshit meter is off the scale. ]

Three, two-

[He'll be opening the door to step inside, and...oh. Oh fuckity fuck. He kind of pauses for a second. ]

Aaaaand you're not Allen.

[save_the_souls]

[Fuckity-]

[As Crowley enters the room, Al- Nea is sitting on the bed, still in the Atroma pajamas provided and his hair still has bedhair. Timcanpy is sitting on his lap and the communicator sits near him on the bed.]

[And the moment he says that last part? He doesn't even bother to try to pretend otherwise. He just stares at him with his cold hard eyes. ]

[....Did he know this guy from somewhere? Maybe the castle? Jeez...his memories from that place felt fuzzy...]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley steps inside, closing the door behind him. He needs to keep this contained, there are a lot of people on the Marsiva and if this gets messy...

He folds his arms, moving to lean on the wall, the picture of nonchalance when he's actually hyper aware and on edge. This is wrong. Absolutely and completely wrong. ]

Okay. You need to pop back into your little box or wherever the fuck you've been kept in his head and you need to do it now.

[save_the_souls]

[Ah, there it is again. The commands. What was it with these people and ordering him around? It causes him to smile in a manner that's not only shows not bit of happiness, but is a bit unnatural too]

What's with everyone here? All I'm trying to do is find some information.

[onlyanapple]

[Wrong wrong wrong wrong. Crowley shifts, uneasily, before regaining some composure. ]

Is that why you're awake? For information?

[save_the_souls]

[He makes a scoff]

No. I'm awake because someone woke me up. Rudely.

[He leans back and yawn] You can't fault me for wanting to know why I woke up in a strange place, can you?

[onlyanapple]

I can when you're taking over the body of someone I actually give a shit about.

[...Wait. ]

Who would be stupid enough to wake you up?

[save_the_souls]

I can't do anything about that.

[Nor does he care to. He needed this body to complete his goal after all. And he makes a "hmm" sound as he thinks]

A blond girl, she's from the castle? Woke me up and wouldn't tell me why or what was going on. [He lets out a sigh, an annoyed sigh] What a lack of manners.

[onlyanapple]

Yeah, well, you can bugger off and go back to sleep. There's nothing you can do here.

...Ugh. Ino. Seriously?

[save_the_souls]

[FUCK YOU OLD MAN YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!!]

Ino....is that her name?

[onlyanapple]

[He'll tell you exactly what he wants you little brat.]

That's not the important part here. The important part here is that you being awake is pointless. In case you haven't noticed, there's nothing for you to do here. It's more secluded than Paradisa, on account of it being space.

[save_the_souls]

Seems important to me.

[on account of her being RUDE. SO RUDE. But wait, is this actual information?]

Are we really in space?

[onlyanapple]

It's not. Don't mess with her.

[It's NOT ALLOWED. ]

Yes, we are really in space. And the people who brought you here put a chip in Allen's head. So I sincerely doubt you'll be able to do anything. They like to limit things like that.

[save_the_souls]

[He doesn't answer that first part. Instead, his interest is caught on the second]

A chip...? Is that what it is...

[He lifts his hand, moving his fingers along his skull curiously to see if he can feel that chip.]

[onlyanapple]

[Idly. ]

I wouldn't mess with it if I were you. I hear it's not pleasant.

1/3

[save_the_souls]

[He spares Crowley a quick narrowed glance, but doesn't say anything. Instead, he keeps looking to see if he can find it]

[Which find it he does. It's a bump under Allen's ear that sticks out just a little. So this is what has him all chained up and restricted, huh. Just touching it makes him almost shudder with dread- like something is trying to tell him this is a bad idea]

[save_the_souls]

[But eh, if Nea was skilled at one thing, it was not listening to that feeling in his gut that screams when something is a terrible idea. ]

[And so yes, he grits his teeth and tries do exactly what you should not do- attempt to yank it out with his own bare hands]

[save_the_souls]

[Which...this probably shouldn't even come as a surprise when this is quickly followed by a tasering sound and Nea screaming in pain he falls off the bed and onto the ground with a thud, his skin turning that gray color Noahs do.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley just leans casually against the door, examining his fingernails. There's concern for Allen there, of course there is, but he can't show it. Not yet. ]

I did tell you.

[save_the_souls]

[He doesn't respond, just lying on the ground like someone whose been half-sizzled. In fact, he seems to be out for a good minute before there's a groan that comes from Allen as he starts to come to]

[onlyanapple]

You dead?

[It's his usual response, but he does genuinely care. It's his own way of making sure Allen is okay. ]

[save_the_souls]

[he groans again, but he hears him. His hand slowly reaches to his forehead.]

C-Crowley...?

[Why do I feel like i've been electrocuted? Again?]

[onlyanapple]

Oh good, it's you.

[Just casually examining his fingernails again.]

So. Nea's back. That's a development.