swamp witch (
mistyday) wrote in
driftfleet2016-01-05 10:29 am
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Who: Misty Day
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: January 5
[A woman wearing all black lies face up in her bunk, perfectly still, her arms straight out by her sides. It's impossible to tell if she's breathing or not, but surely she must be, right?
Right?
Watch long enough and you'll see her come alive, shooting straight up with a gasp that becomes a heart-wrenching sob. Tears stream down her face and she rocks back and forth. She's saying something over and over, but the only word that can be heard clearly is "No, no, no." This goes on for a long minute before she really seems to realize where she is.
Or rather, where she is not.]
Cordelia?!
[She scrambles out of the bed and stands in the middle of the room, calling out in her thick Louisiana accent.]
Zoe? .... Myrtle?
[She sinks back on to the bed, clutching her head in her hands, her breathing becoming increasingly labored as she tries to fight the panic.]
Shit, shit, shit. Oh God, please, help me. This ain't right at all.
[Not knowing what else to do, she assumes her prior position, closes her eyes, and starts to chant. Those from Earth might recognize it as Latin.]
Spiritu duce, in me est. [Deep breath.] Spiritu... duce. Spiritu - [Another sob and she rolls over on her side and curls into a fetal position.] No, no. I can't... I can't go back there.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: January 5
[A woman wearing all black lies face up in her bunk, perfectly still, her arms straight out by her sides. It's impossible to tell if she's breathing or not, but surely she must be, right?
Right?
Watch long enough and you'll see her come alive, shooting straight up with a gasp that becomes a heart-wrenching sob. Tears stream down her face and she rocks back and forth. She's saying something over and over, but the only word that can be heard clearly is "No, no, no." This goes on for a long minute before she really seems to realize where she is.
Or rather, where she is not.]
Cordelia?!
[She scrambles out of the bed and stands in the middle of the room, calling out in her thick Louisiana accent.]
Zoe? .... Myrtle?
[She sinks back on to the bed, clutching her head in her hands, her breathing becoming increasingly labored as she tries to fight the panic.]
Shit, shit, shit. Oh God, please, help me. This ain't right at all.
[Not knowing what else to do, she assumes her prior position, closes her eyes, and starts to chant. Those from Earth might recognize it as Latin.]
Spiritu duce, in me est. [Deep breath.] Spiritu... duce. Spiritu - [Another sob and she rolls over on her side and curls into a fetal position.] No, no. I can't... I can't go back there.

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You seem to have the gist of it then. Have the augments and ship assignments been explained to you as well then?
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Can you feel a small bump right about here?
[She demonstrates on her end of the video feed, feeling around with her hand behind her left ear and near the base of her skull.]
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What the hell is that!?
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[She pauses for a moment before she continues.]
It is called an augment. It is something Atroma... "gave" to us. A way to help us understand what is going on, and what our role is to be on our assigned ship.
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So that's why... I was wonderin' why I knew what some of this shit was around here. Not like I've ever been what you'd call a tech genius.
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Yes, that is one of its benefits. The downside is no one knows what else they are used for. In fact, for some, they have already been shown to cause "problems."
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What kind of problems?
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[The way she pauses on the last one, which should probably seem the least scary out of the possibilities. Yet, there is a certain weight to how she says it, implying some personal history there.]
I am sorry. I know this is not exactly pleasant conversation. But, it is important that you know, that you are made aware.
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Were it only so easy. It seems they have certain... "fail-safes" to ensure that that does not happen.
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[A pause.]
And electric shocks too. Apparently.
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Guess I won't be doin' that any time soon.
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Saved?
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[Wanda doesn't know what to make of that. Poor woman...]
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I see.
[Her uncertainty about whether or not she should inquire further lingers about.]
Well, if you think of any further questions, please feel free to contact me.
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[She smiles warmly before cutting her communicator's video feed.]