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one ☂ rain, rain, go away...

Who: Lapis Lazuli & YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: S.S. Huntress
When: 1/10

[ VIDEO ]

[ The very second she wakes, the immediacy of how wrong this is crashes over her like a wave.

Lapis curls upright on a cot on the Marsiva, blinking and coughing - like she's been underwater for too long. Frantically, she reaches out for something that isn't there - a shackle. A connection she had been holding on to with all the strength she had, just moments ago -

She had lost it. She hadn't been strong enough.

She stumbles off the cot like she's still getting her land legs, and slowly moves out of the room, quickly casting glances around every corner as she moves down hallways. This doesn't look like a Homeworld ship, but...it has to be. She wasn't strong enough to stay fused with Jasper, and so she must have gotten free. She was probably hurting Steven right now, and Lapis had been taken prisoner again -

What's the point?

In front of a large window, she slumps down, arms winding around her knees. She her forehead against them until she can't see the harsh lights of the ship anymore. With that blocked out, there's just her, and the tumultuous ocean roiling inside of her. ]

[ ACTION ]

[ Soon enough, Lapis is shuttled off to the S.S. Huntress, and she enters the ship with all the reluctance in the world. She is not happy to be here. She barely minds the fact that she's been assigned to a Security position - rather, she avoids the armory entirely. She didn't ask for this. She didn't ask to come here, to be taken prisoner yet again by an organization she knew nothing about, but who would inevitably find some way to use her to their ends.

She doesn't want any of this.

And so as Lapis makes her way to the bunks, she starts pulling - only partly deliberately - on any liquids she passes. Someone using the toilet or shower may suddenly find the water fleeing upwards and out towards the Gem calling it to her. Water, tea, or any other drink may jump out of a cup or drink dispenser as she passes. She does this until she builds a small river down the hallway, barely glancing at anyone she passes unless - unless, they get a bit too close for comfort. ]

No! Just - just stay away from me!

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Alright. It's your funeral.

[He closes the first airlock door, leaving her trapped in the depressurization chamber. He flips the controls to have the air sucked out of the room. Assuming she doesn't collapse and start gasping for breath - then he'll release the outer door to let her into space.]

[ Lapis barely even notices the change when the door is opened, and she only hesitates for a moment. She...has no idea where she is. How far away could Earth be? How long would it take her to get there, if she could even find it?

But the temptation of freedom is too much for her to resist, so she flaps her wings, shooting out of the bay and into cold black space.

If Greed is watching her from a window, he might notice her abruptly stop flying once she reaches a certain point. ]

[Well. That's certainly happening then. Personally Greed isn't sure how he'd fare in space. His invulnerable skin would protect him from space itself, but he wasn't entirely sure if he actually needed to breathe.

Still, she wasn't going anywhere. That was boring. Forgetting that sound didn't travel through space, he started knocking on the window.]

Well? You gonna beat it or not?

[ The thing is? She's trying to beat it. She is - but something unseen blocks her way. Some sort of...invisible barrier.

It figures.

It had been a doomed attempt from the start, anyway. Where was she planning to go? And what about Steven? She couldn't just leave him here.

After hovering there for a few moments longer, Lapis turns back towards the ship, flying back to the hatch, defeated. ]

[Well, so much for that. Once she's inside, he closes the outer hatch, pumps air back into the airlock, and then opens the inner hatch. It's impossible for him not to look smug.]

Well you didn't manage to get that far. Don't tell me you missed me already.

[ Well at least she didn't explode like he thought she would!!!

When the hatch opens, Lapis just stands there, hands balled at her sides, with a resigned grimace on her face. ]

I couldn't go any further. Ther's some kind barrier keeping me from going any further.

[ She had to come back, anyway. She couldn't leave Steven here. ]

Is that right? Well how about that, we both learned something. [He shrugs and makes his way back to the door.] Well since you're staying, I guess we'll need our introductions. My name is Greed and I'll be your captain.

[ Greed...she wonders how apt the name is for him. ]

You're the captain? [ Said somewhat skeptically. ] What's the point of a captain on a ship that can't control its own path?

[ She's not trying to be rude, really. Just honest. ]

Beats me. We've got two pilots for a ship that does little more than drift. But somebody has to keep the crew in line - that would be me. So - your name?

I already told you. Lapis Lazuli.

[ Named for her Gem. That's how it works on Homeworld.

You can imagine it gets very confusing. ]

[Oh... right. Well, he can't be expected to remember stuff like that.]

Right, right. So seeing as you're staying, what's your augment, Zules?

[He hopes it's a good one.]

[ ...Zules? ] It's Lapis. And...Security is what they told me.

[ Not that she has any intention of acting in such a role. ]

Security, huh? Well, good thing for you that you've run into the tactical expert on the ship. You've got some smooth water powers, I'll give you that. But security is more than just mopping floors. How about I show you to the armory?

[The last armory guy seemed better suited to his position, but... well, he ditched the Huntress. He didn't really think she was security material, but he could work on that.]

[ She doesn't budge, arms crossed stubbornly. ]

I'm not doing any fighting for them. [ Lapis only fights for herself. And...somehow now the Earth, it seems. Then, she murmurs: ] And I don't need weapons to fight.

Not for them. For the ship. For me. And even if you don't need a weapon to fight, it's all about making a statement.

[Greed pulls back his longcoat to show the sidearm he has on his belt. Does he need it? No. Is it a statement? Hell yeah.]

I'm not going to fight for you either. [ Her refusal would be a statement unto itself.

It's the small piece of independence she can actually claim. ]

Am I supposed to be impressed?

From someone like you? Nah. Others? Maybe.

[He isn't terribly concerned about it. That gun is the least dangerous part of him.]

But you're not going to get very far with an attitude like that.

I don't want to get far. All I want to do is go home.

[ Or back to Earth. Whatever. She just wants to get out of here, not play whatever game their captors had set out for them. ]

Yeah, yeah, cry me a river. [A pause.] ... not literally. Look - you think the rest of us like it here? This isn't some pleasure cruise, Zules. You're here and you've got to pull your weight. Simple as that.

[ She bristles, all at the notion of being told what to do. She'd had enough of that.

Not anymore. ]

And what will you do if I don't?

[A sigh.]

What, you want me to threaten physical force? [He holds up his hand and gives is a thoughtful glance as he considers hardening it. But eh.]

Sorry, sister. Won't happen. I don't fight women - it's just not my style.

I don't want to fight you. But you can't tell me what to do, either.

[ This time. This time, it's her choices that matter. ]

Is that right. So what is it you plan to do? Kick up your feet and watch the stars drift by?

[Because... that's actually what everyone else does. This ship is boring as fuck.]

[ She glances down at the ground. ] I...I don't know yet.

[Casual reminder that Greed has been in a bath towel this time. Despite that part where he apparently was wearing a side arm!? Clearly he maxed out his bluff skill.]

Well why you decide, I need to get this out of my hair. [His hair is still soapy, dammit.] Try not to suck out the water while I finish up, if you can somehow manage that.

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