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driftfleet2016-01-05 10:29 am
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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[ HONES'T YOU DON'T!! He completely understands that feeling. ]
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[She sniffs and wipes at the impending tears furiously.]
What's your name?
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[ Definitely switching topics immediately, yep. ]
Winter. And you?
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[Nature names!]
My name's Misty.
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[ He goes quiet, pulling his thoughts together before he looks back to the communicator. ]
This place isn't bad. Some parts I could do without, but... it's nothing quite like where you may have come from.
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Sounds like here might be better than there for you too.
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I think so to. I know I'll have to go back eventually, but I try not to think about that.
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