driftfleet | ♢ 01

Who: Sarah Turner and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Golden
When: 12/06

[as the video flickers on, a blonde teenager stares intently at the camera before she flashes a toothy smile and leans in closer]

Aaaand there we go. Testing, one two-- [she taps the camera twice and grins a little wider as she hears feedback from her own device]

Is it too late for a Wizard of Oz reference? Because we sure are not in Kansas any more. [her left hand reaches up to fiddle with a strand of her wavy blonde hair as she looks up, past the camera]

So tell me if I leave anything out, because here's what I've got figured out so far. We're on Survivor: Space Edition, with just a dab of Star Travel mixed in for flavor. And I'm guessing instead of getting voted off the island, we get jetted off into space? Man, and I thought human reality TV was vicious. Turns out aliens are the real assholes.

[but despite that she laughs a bit at her own joke and turns her full attention back to the screen before she continues]

I guess the meet-and-greet comes next. Hey, I'm Sarah. [she wiggles the fingers of her right hand in a half-hearted wave] Nice to meet you, blah blah blah. While we're on the subject of introductions, I looked through the contestant list, and you guys have some wild names. Special shout out to "Belthazar" and "Adrasteius"... I can't tell if your parents were huge nerds, or if they just hated you.

So! Who all is out there? Don't be shy, I don't bite... much. [aaand yep, she accompanies that with another shit-eating-grin. She'll also be lounging around the Golden's kitchen area... Draped forward on the counter and snacking on her free pudding. Such a class act, this one.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[He ignores her attempt to change the subject.]

Where I am from, no one talks as you do unless they have power to back it up. How can you talk so rudely and expect to escape the consequences? The last time I spoke to a magister with such utter disrespect, I was beaten in the streets where I stood.

Are you counting on some do-gooder to help you, human? You might find one around this place, but you cannot expect everyone else to solve your problems for you. One day you will be as helpless as I was. And no one will come for you.

[At first she listens to his story, not giving any reaction positive or negative. But as he continues a slow smile starts to spread. First a smirk, then a grin. It's a weirdly intense look, despite holding no happiness]

Save your breath, sweetheart. [she reaches two fingers to her lips, kisses them, presses those fingers against the camera, and then leans down against the kitchen counter. In an instance the weird expression fades away and she shrugs with a casual smile]

Here, for the sob story you get this. Sorry for making fun of your name. Happy?

[That is a weirdly intense look. For all of his bark, it seems to make him uncomfortable. His ears flatten against his dark hair, like an angry kitten.]

Wha-- wh-- [He's literally never been flirted with before so give him a second, he's, uh. Dying. Of blush.]

[an eyebrow shoots up as she tries to hold back a laugh at his reaction. Huh... suddenly the towering mage of doom looks like a little kid. That was a sudden shift that she didn't expect, but she'll roll with it.]

Just what I said, sorry for being a bitch. [it's hard to tell how sincere she is since she's acting so casual... hnng but she can't resist, she tosses a little wink in there at the end of her sentence]

I-i-i-i-it's fine. All is f... forgiven.

[she's terrible, and he knows it, but he just isn't sure what to do so he mumbles an excuse. Something like 'I think I left the stove on' and -- there he goes, he hung up.]

[poor kid, life is rough when you're a total nerd. She sighs a small sigh that ends in a laugh, and hangs up as well]

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