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Who: Hakkai and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Now!

[Hakkai rises back to consciousness very slowly, with a sense of dread whose source he can't immediately identify. He's cold, all the way down to his bones...but that's not surprising, he remembers, considering where they last were.

His eyes fly open, and he sits up in alarm. Although the fight was over, they were definitely not out of danger yet, wounded and in the open with no shelter. He hadn't thought he'd been so drained from healing Sanzo as to lose consciousness...

...but the surroundings that meet his eyes are definitely not a remote mountainside, and perhaps even more surprisingly, nothing hurts. Did someone find them? How long has he been asleep?

There doesn't seem to be anyone around, but he calls out anyway, a little hesitantly.]

...Is anyone there?

[No helpful villagers - or creepy scientists, as seems a little more likely in this kind of setting - make an immediate appearance, and he's fully healed and recovered from the chi drain of...whenever he was last conscious, so he gets up to look around.]

What sort of place is this...?

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[ It's really only been a few days since he's gotten stationed on his own ship- and what the hell kind of name was The Three Twins? It's one hell of a thing to get used to, but as far as being stuck someplace, it's not the worst.

He's sitting in his office, trying to figure out this stupid communicator a bit more when that oh-so familiar voice echoes through the room. It's one he'd know anywhere. ]

It's a shithole.

You're on the Marsiva. It's part of a fleet of ships. You're not home, or anywhere near it as far as we can tell.

[ Traveling together this long, naturally all four of them would know each other's voices in an instant. ] Sanzo?!

[ But when he turns, there's no grouchy priest nearby. Instead, in that direction is a device that he recognizes instantly as a communicator. Despite never having seen such a thing in his life. ] What in the world...?

[ He picks it up, turns it over a little. Yes, he knows how to work the various functions. The knowledge and simultaneous unfamiliarity is a little disorienting, but he shakes his head and moves past it. ] I'm afraid I've only just woken up. Would you mind elaborating a little?

[ After he's found the communicator, of course. ]

A ship? [ He's about to comment on the lack of rocking, but the implant-knowledge kicks in. ] ...I assume you mean a spaceship and not an ocean-going vessel. Do you happen to know why I know what a spaceship is?

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Some bastards thought it'd be real funny to trap us in some stupid ploy for entertainment. Still not absolutely sure about all the details. Showed up here about a week ago.

[ That's about as elaborate as he can get at the moment. He'll save Hakkai the misfortune of Sanzo trying to figure out how to send the starter's guide he'd gotten. It would only end in frustration. ]

No one else is with you, then. [ He sighs, and Hakkai can surely hear the sound of his robes shifting, then the familiar sound of a cigarette being lit. ]

Which means those idiots are on their own.

As strange as this may or may not sound to you - you are aboard a spaceship. [ it still sounds strange to her and she's been here twice already. ] The Marsiva, specifically, where you will remain until assigned to a smaller ship within the Fleet.

[ she cocks her head to one side, looking somewhat concerned. ]

'Tis alarming I know, to awaken so suddenly in a place as strange as this. Are you all right? [ a question she seems to ask everyone, if only to make sure they aren't freaking out too bad. ]

I've been asleep for an entire week? I suppose that explains why I'm healed...

[ The idea of Gojyo and Goku unsupervised back home is enough to give anyone pause. ] It...seems that way, yes. [ They can take care of themselves; it's their surroundings he'd worry about more than anything. And... ] ...Oh, dear. I do hope they remember to feed Jeep properly.

Surprisingly enough, I seem to be. [ He smiles cheerfully at the video screen. He's more accustomed than anyone really ought to be to getting injured, then waking up somewhere else and having to regain his bearings. ] ...Although I'm very confused about...well, rather a lot of things.

Your augment. The little bump behind your ear. The Atroma upload information to it.

I doubt it. Apparently, it's the ones who brought us here that did it. Really goddamn convenient if you ask me.

[ That whole 'healing bones' business is a bitch, even with Hakkai to expedite the process. And with how many he had? It would have put a serious dent in their journey. ]

I'm sure someone will.

That is good, at least. [ she mirrors the smile with one of her own, then. he doesn't seem to be freaking out as much as some of the other new arrivals do. that's good. ]

I know enough by now that I may be able to assist you. What specifically are you confused about?

Then I take it you're back to full strength, as well? [ Definitely much too convenient. ]

...If nothing else, he'll remind them, certainly... [ Still... ] Any ideas yet on how to find our way out?

[ A quick touch of fingers finds it, with a frisson of pure dread running down Hakkai's spine. There are consequences to mixing technology and youryoku...but he can't feel any kind of aura from the thing at all, and he seems to be in his right mind still. Surely Sanzo would have said something. ]

I've found it. How generous of our hosts to ensure we're up to date on our surroundings.

[ He does seem unusually calm. His gaze is clear as he studies her, wondering how best to begin. ]

If you could tell me what you know of our hosts and their purpose, I think that would probably be of the most help at the moment. For now, I'm still getting my bearings.

[ her smile falters slightly, the leylines across her skin flickering. ]

Of all the questions to be asked, that is surely the most difficult to answer. [ but the most obvious one, now that she thinks of it. ]

Unfortunately I - nor anyone else so far as I am aware - knows much of anything about those that brought us here. Just that they are named Atroma, and they are dedicated to finding participants in their 'reality show.' We are meant to be a form of entertainment for the masses of the universe, whether we are willing or not.

I see. So we are being watched. [ Not that he really expected anything else. Also their captors are powerful enough to be considered godlike. Which means they're going to have to be smart about fighting and/or escaping them.

The idea of staying hasn't really crossed his mind. They have a mission to get back to, after all. ]

I'm afraid that's going to be inconvenient. ...Do you know how it is they bring us here?

Yeah- woke up with no ache to speak of. You want to know the goddamn kicker? My clothes were the cleanest they've been since we started this goddamn crusade.

[ He's contemplative for a few moments before he offers a grunt in reply. ]

Word is that the only way to leave is to 'win' this game.

Sometimes, yes. They've been silent for the past month. Don't trust what they have to say.

It's the Marsiva. What have you heard so far?

[here's a calm looking young lady]

...But I'm guessing you would have started with that, if we'd been given criteria for what 'winning' would mean.

[ This is a headache and a half. ] I suppose it's fortunate, then - I've always had good luck with winning games.

You mean the people who kidnapped us might not have our best interests at heart? How shocking.

[ He appreciates calm people! A thoughtful finger taps his chin. ]

We've been brought here by the Atroma to be entertainment, this implant behind my ear is called an 'augment' and supplies me with information like what exactly is meant by 'spaceship' and how to use this communicator, and we can't go home until we win the game. And one of my traveling companions is also recently arrived. [ He smiles in a friendly way. ] Would you care to fill in any more details?

At all times, if Atroma is to truly be believed.

[ there's another small shrug and a shake of her head. ]

I do not. But I know they are capable of taking anyone, from any point in time, and bringing them here without any form of warning. They are also capable of sending us back - and as you might expect, we have little control over that as well.

I am sorry I cannot be of more help.

[ He tilts his head, eyes narrowing in mild confusion as he zeroes in on one particular part of that information: ] 'From any point in time'? Could you elaborate on that a little bit, perhaps?

They seem to think that they do. They're too pleasant to talk to. They are convincing liars.

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