001 - Video/Action - Welcome to space?

[helladoomed]

Who: Chloe Price and open!
Broadcast: Fleetwide, accidental
Action: For people on the Marsiva, if they like!
When: Right now! And on until shuffle

[There was a young woman with blue hair passed out on the floor of Marsiva. She looks maybe nineteen or twenty, her clothing seems to be a tad damp, and she shifting occasionally as if having a nightmare of some kind.]

-on't you forget about me..

[The words come out in a mumble against the floor, and maybe it's the way they sound in a spaceshiip that yanks her out of her sleep, but a second later her eyes flare open and she sits up in a shock.]

WAIT I- What? [Whatever she was expecting, the Marvisa was clearly not it, and after a quick, panicked look around, she scrambles to her feet.]

Okay, calm down. Maybe this a good thing. Okay. Okay [She is clearly talking to herself, with no idea anyone is watching. Trying to calm herself down, probably.] Still alive. What does that even...

[She finally seems to have noticed a nearby window and the void of space beyond it because she freezes, then immediately darts over to it, staring out for a long breath, one hand coming up to press against the glass, making sure it was there.]

...What the fuck. Am I in space?!

Comments

[perma-private]

[delincuente]

[Oooooh, that grin just grows.]

Nope! She's completely single.

[helladoomed]

[Is Chloe...relieved? Yes, she is clearly relieved. And yet...conflicted.]

Great! I mean...damn it. [Chloe sighs.] Man I am terrible at this.

[delincuente]

Dude, just talk to her. That's the only way you'll work it out. Otherwise, it's just gonna be awkward staring in the kitchen for the rest of your life. Take it from me.

[helladoomed]

It's...it's not that simple.

[Chloe has no idea how to explain.]

I'm from...about a day ahead of her, back home.

[delincuente]

[Ah.]

... And I'm guessing it's a pretty big day?

[helladoomed]

Biggest fuckin' day of my life.

[Chloe just sighs.]

Some of it was amazing. Max was. I don't know. I guess we...

[She shakes her head.]

Some of it is horrible though. No idea how to explain the good things in front of the massive, massive horrible thing.

[delincuente]

[Massive horrible thing. Alex knows a thing or two about those, and also about what happens to you afterwards.]

Listen, whether or not you want to tell her, you can't keep it to yourself. I used to be really bad about that. Something really awful happened to me, and I didn't say a word to anyone for a long time. It was stupid, and it just hurt worse in the end. Don't do that.

[helladoomed]

[That sounds like such good advice except.]

I want to tell her. I mean. I don't. I just want to tell her some of it but the rest...

You know Max. I tell her, and she's going to blame herself and feel horrible and I...can't do that to her again.

[delincuente]

If you don't tell her though, that's on you. You guys just have to work through it together.

[helladoomed]

[She groans.]

Oh sure, go and be all sensible and shit.

[delincuente]

[Sensible? Ew.]

Guess it's rubbing off on me. If you think I'm sensible, you should meet my boyfriend.

[helladoomed]

[Oh good a subject change.]

Who's he?

[delincuente]

Stefan, my first mate. You'll meet him eventually.

[helladoomed]

Oh hey, I actually talked to him already.

Man, Max's crew is all comin' out of the woodwork huh?

[delincuente]

What can I say? The fam that flies together, et cetera.

[helladoomed]

Huh. Guess so.

Man. I feel like I'm showing up two hours late to a date or something.

[delincuente]

Hey, at least it's one hell of a date. And there's no end in sight!

[helladoomed]

[She grins.]

Can't argue with that. Anyway, I'm gonna go look around some more. I'm sure I'll talk to you again.

[delincuente]

Yeah, sure thing. You'd better come hang out on the Paisley with us.

[helladoomed]

Pretty sure I've got at least one reason to do that.