the rubble or our sins

[ginger_firebird]

Who: Mantis and Thee
Broadcast: Yass! (And action, too.)

Action: Planetside

When: Throughout the day

A. Fortune Telling

It takes quite a bit to make a sufficiently mystic looking stand fit for fortune telling. Start with a space in the market, a table to sit at, chairs to sit on, and then you get into the real accessories. An umbrella to keep the sun off was the least of what one needed and having some strings of beads and shells hanging off of it to create that little bit of distracting sound to catch a wandering eye. The table, of course, had a lovely dyed blue scarf over it that had been carefully tied off to the legs so nothing flew off unnecessarily. Lastly came his sign to boast the name of his little attempt at enterprise: Blue Starlight.

He had wanted to go with White Starlight, given that heat is at it's most intense with a white hue, but that didn't seem quite as catchy to him and white scarfs would stain so much easier. Thus, Mantis is well situated in a quieter corner of the market. He worries that he is making too bold a claim without anything approaching a license to sell and such, but no one seems to pay him more mind than most do when seeing his mask. You have to be a certain kind of patron to come close to man dressed like that, and he is very much counting on that curiosity to justify the prices he had set. All that he has to do is wait for someone who wants a pretty lie.

B. The Beach

More distracting than the prospect of money is the prospect of relaxation. On Earth, you had to travel quite a bit to find ocean waters quite this blue. He can see all kinds of shells in the surf and that was enough to justify buying a pail to carry around as he wades along the shoreline. His pants are rolled well and up to his knees and his boots were carefully hidden in the shade of his small camp made of his fortune telling supplies, minus the sign hidden away. Good leather anything trembles at the very sound of a wave crashing on the sand.

Now and then he stops to pluck up a new shell. Each one is carefully shaken in the water to clean it off before being put in the pail.

C. Broadcast

Now quite done with lying and seashell collecting, Mantis is in his chair under the umbrella, having set up his communications device on the table. He's quiet for a few seconds before turning his head to look at the feed.

"I'm sure most of us have had time to reel from our dreams, if they can be called that. A broadcast sent out earlier confirmed what I had been wondering about the dream I had. This planet might not be around for much longer. Mine was filled with fire and death following a period of darkness. I don't know most of the science behind it, but it might be connected to the sun I am currently hiding from. They can die out, and when they do, they sometimes explode."

He sits back in the chair and crosses one leg over the other.

"Now, I could be wrong and this planet might be on the brink of several volcanic eruptions instead, but something is going to happen. If a planet can 'sing' and aliens exist, so can prophetic visions. We can't save the planet if any of what these visions have shown will come to pass, so let's enjoy it while we're all still here."

Whose Idea For A Practical Joke Was This. Thanks, Universe.

[hollystrike]

Who: Katie McCoy and you.
Broadcast: Most definitely.
Action: ...the planet Lyuku, if you come looking, I guess?
When: Sept 7

[The problem with the investigations Katie's been doing over the past week is they've delivered her answers that she's reasonably sure nobody else will have. Which dilemma she probably should have expected if worst came to worst, but she's never been particularly good at planning ahead. Probably why she'll never get promoted, back home. (You know, apart from her general lack of reliability, but...)

The other problem is rock formations and trees and landmasses in general have no human sense of time, so the terrified message this world gives her could happen next year. Or it could happen in half an hour. She can't get enough coherency for specifics.

The other other problem is that every time she's tried to impart information to the Fleet it's been largely missed amidst the chaff she has to surround it with. Mikleo picked up one point last time. Edna and Sam also know, but that is too small a pool of people, and two of them have issues being noticed by most everyone else. This time, she can't afford anyone to not understand how very important this is.

In short, this is going to suck.]

URGENT

Singing planet sent the dreams. [One.]

Planet is terrified [Two.]

What we saw is coming to ths planet in the near fture [...three. Usually a limit.]

marsva sent us here ergo it will happenw hile wer'e here
ratings

evactuate peope
back la



[We're sorry. The pooka you're trying to talk to has passed out. Leave a message?  She's... kind of in the middle of nowhere if anyone has a way to track her down, sprawled under some pretty huge and old trees.  A geas to lie sucks.]

((Seriously, she won't be back to respond for at least a day. So feel free to threadjack others in this post and make her warning not be in vain.))

（ ０１ ｜ ｖｉｄｅｏ ）

[bellator]

Who: Eleven + all you folks
Broadcast: yep
Action: on the vanquish if you find her
When: current.

[ perhaps you've seen her skulking around on your ship or at the last planet. the girl is less dirty than she had been, she has some clean clothes, too.

but still, eleven is an odd sight - small as she is with her shaved head well - are the flights flicking behind her? on and off until she takes a breath and it stops.

she's not the happiest camper but then again, she doesn't handle her distress as a child would. her knees are pulled to her chest at her little corner on the - floor? it must be the floor of some ship. ]

The shadows called her sister.

come home together, wake together and stay. sister.

[ that's what she knows. the lights go and off, she nods her agreement with a voice she must be hearing, her voice grows smaller. ]

dying.

[Catchall | Open] Sil Poha Nosinis

[darksmokerising]

Who: Merlan & YOU
Broadcast: Nah.
Action: Planetside; Lyuku, Fleet: Iskaulit & Bloodsport
When: All of September


( a spring in her step... )