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driftfleet2016-01-22 09:41 pm
brainiest) wrote in driftfleet2016-01-22 09:41 pm
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( #001 )
Who: Hermione Granger and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva, baby
When: From now until shuffle!
[ When she wakes up, the first thing that's obvious to her is that this is not her house; it's nothing like it, and that's more than enough to have her drop her hands to her hip - where, again, there's nothing familiar. The next stop is around her neck and it's obvious that she finds some comfort there, her fingers sliding around a ring before she breathes out and moves to sit up. At least some things are familiar, and she recognises a video feed when she sees it, lifting her free hand to push her hair out of her eyes. ]
Well, this isn't the Drabwurld, is it.
[ She sounds remarkably put out about it, shifting to stand and adjust her weight, her fingers finally dropping away from the ring around her neck. It's only then that she really looks into her feed, wondering if it worked just like the lockets did - and, at the same time, wondering if she ought to be afraid. Considering the number of worlds and things she saw and went through in the Drabwurld, however, she thinks that it'll take a little more than this to put her on edge, even without her weapons. ]
I don't suppose anyone here has heard of Nimh Gleanne? Leathann? ... Anything like that?
[ There's a kind of awkward hopefulness in her voice as she tries to smile, the scar on her cheek shifting with her lips. ]
Anyone?
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva, baby
When: From now until shuffle!
[ When she wakes up, the first thing that's obvious to her is that this is not her house; it's nothing like it, and that's more than enough to have her drop her hands to her hip - where, again, there's nothing familiar. The next stop is around her neck and it's obvious that she finds some comfort there, her fingers sliding around a ring before she breathes out and moves to sit up. At least some things are familiar, and she recognises a video feed when she sees it, lifting her free hand to push her hair out of her eyes. ]
Well, this isn't the Drabwurld, is it.
[ She sounds remarkably put out about it, shifting to stand and adjust her weight, her fingers finally dropping away from the ring around her neck. It's only then that she really looks into her feed, wondering if it worked just like the lockets did - and, at the same time, wondering if she ought to be afraid. Considering the number of worlds and things she saw and went through in the Drabwurld, however, she thinks that it'll take a little more than this to put her on edge, even without her weapons. ]
I don't suppose anyone here has heard of Nimh Gleanne? Leathann? ... Anything like that?
[ There's a kind of awkward hopefulness in her voice as she tries to smile, the scar on her cheek shifting with her lips. ]
Anyone?
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at any rate, he's fishing in his pocket. ]
Yeah, you should've gotten a.. thingy. Something like this.
[ palming his network device, he wags it in her direction. ]
It's sort of like a cell phone. You can rifle through it, or you can just ask people over the network. It's been working for me, so far.
no subject
This is incredible! Just like the lockets, fleet-wide communication...
[ She goes straight into poking and touching before she glances back up at Cas. ]
Thank you. You've been amazingly helpful.
no subject
Hey, it's no problem.
[ not like he really did much anyway, besides providing the basics, but hey, if she's grateful, he'll take it, even a little bashfully. ]
At any rate, I'm going to grab some coffee and finish this sandwich. [ waggling it helpfully. ] You need anything else, feel free to holler, all right? I'll be around.