Yang Xiao Long (
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01 - Light the fire
Who: Yang Xiao Long
Broadcast: Network-wide
Action: Marsiva and SS Bishop
When: 1/08/16 - 1/10/16
A: Arrival on the Marsiva (Backdated to 01/08):
[When the communicator's network feed goes online, it does not show anything at first. Seemingly just an empty cot room aboard the Marsiva. However, after a few seconds, a girl with long blonde hair slowly sits up in bed, rubbing her bleary, sleep-filled eyes. She stretches both arms above her, yawning loudly, and trying to evict whatever remnants of sleep were lingering on her person.]
Bluh. Hope I didn't oversleep. Weiss will kill me if I'm late to the--
[It's then that she takes a moment to look around, still looking half asleep. Slowly, she noticeably begins to realize that this is not, in fact, her dorm room back at Beacon Academy. No, this appears to be something far different. She notices a nearby window, the inky blackness of space stretching far out beyond the glass. She walks over to it, looking outside. She crans her neck this way and that, as if looking for the seam or the border of the set, some clue that this could actually be an elaborate prank. However, she quickly determines that this is all rather convincingly real. Rather than freak out though, she takes a moment, crosses her arms, and even grins a little.]
Well, this certainly was not what I was expecting to wake up to today. Space, huh? I can dig it.
[She spies the communicator sitting on a table, nearby the cot that she woke up on. She walks over and picks it up, offering a wave of greeting.]
Hi there to anyone watching this. All you aliens and space people and whatnot. Um, as cool as this all is- and really, it is pretty cool-I kind of have to get back to Vale soon. Like, right away actually. Got this big tournament that I'm fighting in, and my team's counting on me for the one on ones. So, if we could turn this thing around or if you could beam me back or just do the reverse of whatever you did to bring me here, I'd really appreciate it.
Maybe we can do this whole outer space thing some other time?
B: Arrival on Bishop (01/10):
[From one ship right to another. Not that Yang was complaining. After only a day on the Marsiva, she was already bored. She'd never been one to want to hang around in one place for too long. Unfortunately, it was seeming like this new ship was smaller than the old one. Still, at least it was something new to explore.]
[After the shuffle, Yang can be found wandering around the Bishop, getting the lay of the ship and figuring out all that it has to offer. She can be found in the kitchen, combing through the food supplies or playing with the drink machine's options--she'll be mixing flavors to see what tastes the best. She can be found in the bunkroom, looking a little disappointed with the overall lack of space provided. In the bridge, she'll be curiously checking out all the fancy knobs, switches and buttons. You may walk in on her about to push one or two. In the cargo bay, she'll be ogling the Bishop's shuttle craft, wondering how easy it would be to take one out for a spin. Not like she exactly knows how to fly one, but how hard could it be, right? Finally, she'll find her way to the armory, inspecting the various weapons that it has to offer. Sadly, discovering that she'll likely not find any good substitutes for her ember celica here.]
Broadcast: Network-wide
Action: Marsiva and SS Bishop
When: 1/08/16 - 1/10/16
A: Arrival on the Marsiva (Backdated to 01/08):
[When the communicator's network feed goes online, it does not show anything at first. Seemingly just an empty cot room aboard the Marsiva. However, after a few seconds, a girl with long blonde hair slowly sits up in bed, rubbing her bleary, sleep-filled eyes. She stretches both arms above her, yawning loudly, and trying to evict whatever remnants of sleep were lingering on her person.]
Bluh. Hope I didn't oversleep. Weiss will kill me if I'm late to the--
[It's then that she takes a moment to look around, still looking half asleep. Slowly, she noticeably begins to realize that this is not, in fact, her dorm room back at Beacon Academy. No, this appears to be something far different. She notices a nearby window, the inky blackness of space stretching far out beyond the glass. She walks over to it, looking outside. She crans her neck this way and that, as if looking for the seam or the border of the set, some clue that this could actually be an elaborate prank. However, she quickly determines that this is all rather convincingly real. Rather than freak out though, she takes a moment, crosses her arms, and even grins a little.]
Well, this certainly was not what I was expecting to wake up to today. Space, huh? I can dig it.
[She spies the communicator sitting on a table, nearby the cot that she woke up on. She walks over and picks it up, offering a wave of greeting.]
Hi there to anyone watching this. All you aliens and space people and whatnot. Um, as cool as this all is- and really, it is pretty cool-I kind of have to get back to Vale soon. Like, right away actually. Got this big tournament that I'm fighting in, and my team's counting on me for the one on ones. So, if we could turn this thing around or if you could beam me back or just do the reverse of whatever you did to bring me here, I'd really appreciate it.
Maybe we can do this whole outer space thing some other time?
B: Arrival on Bishop (01/10):
[From one ship right to another. Not that Yang was complaining. After only a day on the Marsiva, she was already bored. She'd never been one to want to hang around in one place for too long. Unfortunately, it was seeming like this new ship was smaller than the old one. Still, at least it was something new to explore.]
[After the shuffle, Yang can be found wandering around the Bishop, getting the lay of the ship and figuring out all that it has to offer. She can be found in the kitchen, combing through the food supplies or playing with the drink machine's options--she'll be mixing flavors to see what tastes the best. She can be found in the bunkroom, looking a little disappointed with the overall lack of space provided. In the bridge, she'll be curiously checking out all the fancy knobs, switches and buttons. You may walk in on her about to push one or two. In the cargo bay, she'll be ogling the Bishop's shuttle craft, wondering how easy it would be to take one out for a spin. Not like she exactly knows how to fly one, but how hard could it be, right? Finally, she'll find her way to the armory, inspecting the various weapons that it has to offer. Sadly, discovering that she'll likely not find any good substitutes for her ember celica here.]
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That will just make it all the easier then when we make our epic escape.
[Yeah, the sooner they get out of here, then the sooner they can get back to Beacon. Ruby's likely worried sick already.]
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You're on the Marsiva, too, right?
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Wait, how do I know that?
[That was weird. It was like the information just came to her. Like, she already knew it, and yet she can't seem to figure out HOW she knew it.]
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I went exploring, I'll come find you in a minute.
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[Yang's voice trails off, as one of her hands reaches up, back behind her head. At first feeling nothing, but then she locates a noticeable bump located a little ways behind her left ear. She immediately freezes, not liking the implications of this.]
What- what is that? What is this I'm feeling?!
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[... yes, thank you, Blake, that is exactly the answer Yang needed right now.]
Switch to action?
I don't suppose whatever this thing is can be easily removed, can it?
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I wouldn't try it, considering where it is.
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[She looks at Blake, letting her put everything into perspective.. A discernible degree of worry in her eyes, something that is a bit rare for Yang.]
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[She really does. It keeps her alive. That's a good thing.]
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[having unknown tech hooked into your brain without your knowledge... definitely bad.]
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What is it exactly?
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Whoa, okay, this is kind of freaky.
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An operation like this is going to expose a weak point before too long. There's just too many moving parts in it. We just need to wait patiently for the chance to strike.
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Yeah, you're right. If we stay sharp and on guard, eventually we'll find the opening we need. I'm sure we'll figure a way out of here. Together.
[She then smirks a little.]
"Someone wise," huh?
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Well, she has her rare moments, anyway.
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So, uh, don't suppose Atroma let you keep your weapons did they?
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They didn't. I was hoping they might have overlooked Ember Celica, if it was inactive at the time, but...
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Nope. They were obviously pretty thorough.
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