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driftfleet2016-01-10 06:57 pm
onlyburnhotter) wrote in driftfleet2016-01-10 06:57 pm
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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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[Well, at least it does for Yang. Back home, space travel was still theoretical. No one in remnant had succeeded yet it building a functional model ship that could leave the planet's atmosphere.]
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[Yang's got a dangerous smirk going on right now.]
I don't know. I kind of like the sound of that. Beats sitting around with nothing to do.
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Okay, so some days? I would definitely agree with you. But the last weird thing that happened? I almost got eaten in someone else's dream.
[ Boredom vs. being on the wrong end of snack time. Hmm. ]
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Okay, I'll give you that one. That is pretty weird.
If it was just a dream though... that's not so bad? I mean, you can't die in a dream, right?
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I mean, I guess not? Then again, what if it's one of those dreams that seems completely real? Or maybe since you're technically in someone else's head or whatever, the rules are different?
[ Rules. About dreams. ... Okay, kids. ]
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So... welcome to the fleet, I guess, huh? I bet plenty of people have jumped in to tell you what's going on here as far as we know, but if they've missed anything, I can try filling in the blanks. I'm Yosuke, by the way.
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I think I've pretty much got a handle on things at this point, but, if you don't mind me asking, how long have you been here exactly?
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About uh-- whoa. [ His eyes go a little bit wide as he realizes. ] Seven months. ... Geez. And some have been here even longer than I have.
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[ That's... kinda depressing. jfkla Subject change! ]
Soooo, tournament? That sounds awesome!
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Yeah, it's called the Vityl Festival. It's this big gathering of all the huntsmen and huntress academies. It's a chance for us students to put our skills to the test and represent our schools.
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Daaamn. So do you all fight each other for that? Or like... whatever it is you hunt?
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Someone has not been canon bumped to P4 Arena yet, obviously.]Still, that's really cool that you have whole schools that teach people how to fight and stuff!
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They're creatures that have existed since man, apparently. They're beasts that pray upon people, drawn to us by our negative emotions. They really don't seem to have any other purpose in existing, except to try and wipe us out. That's why huntsmen and huntresses exist, to protect people who can't protect themselves from Grimm.
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So that makes you a protector of the people then, huh? Well, after you get through school. Right. I've gotta say, that's pretty freakin' awesome!
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Eh, that sounds even worse actually...
[She grimaces at her own words, but she quickly shakes it off, replaced with a big smile.]
But yeah, it is pretty cool.