Chloe Price (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2016-01-26 06:15 pm
helladoomed) wrote in driftfleet2016-01-26 06:15 pm
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001 - Video/Action - Welcome to space?
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?!
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?!
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I'll stay out of trouble. [Such a lie.]
Tapping? On the glass?
[She makes a face like she doesn't understand what he means, and lifts her hand up to the window, one finger hooked, ready, sooooo close...but not tapping yet.]
Like this right?
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Dean's jaw tenses and he tilts his head back automatically at the threat, finger still pointed like the barrel of a gun he'd never really be pointing at her, even if he still had the freaking thing. ]
The non-sexy ghost haunting is coming. I mean it.
[ He threatens, half-heartedly, before dropping his finger. ]
But hey, I guess, if that's the worst you get into on this thing, the whole ship can count itself lucky.
I'll see you around, Chloe.
[ With lifted eyebrows and one last lingering "Seriously, don't die" kind of look, he turns and heads off, deeper into the ship, far away from that window as he can get. ]
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Wait, are there sexy ghost hauntings?
[Oh whatever, she'll just snicker as she heads off in the other direction.]
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Thanks, Chloe. Dean really needed to feel old on top of everything. This girl is way too much like Claire for her own good. He's walking away from that mess right now, fast as he can. ]
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