Arrival broadcast

[amicably_absent]

Who: Glitch and anyone interested!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Now?

[He comes awake slowly, almost peacefully. His dark eyes stay unfocused and close again, still relaxed and calm.

The second time they blink open, there's a bit more focus and they shift to look around him.

Then he freezes.

It's a fear reaction. It's the rabbit in the headlights, stay still, maybe you won't be noticed reaction. His eyes dart around to take in details, but then he relaxes when he realises he's alone.

His hands come up and feel along the zipper in his scalp, checking with ages old familiarity for any change. Apparently satisfied that everything is right, he lowers his hands down.]

Hello? Someone? Cain… ooh, flashy light, what's… oh! Are you a Far Speaker? Miniaturised far speaking technology, look at the clarity of the screen, that's a mirror quality image.

[The communicator is grabbed and starts being turned around in his hands. His clothing seems to have once been very fine, but is now torn and dirty. His pale skin is marked with small abrasions and the dirt of living rough.

He's also still chattering away quite happily to himself.]

I wonder what sort of broadcasting signal this is using, wireless magics don't get this small, usually, but if it were pre-Witch-

[He goes stiff with shock.]

Merciful light, the Witch! DG! Where am I, I need to get back, I have to- I have to-

[He blinks and his face relaxes, all the sharp panic gone.]

Ooh! Far Speaking technology! It's so small, how did they manage to get it that small?

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Video

[tallasaking]

[...What. The. Seven.]

... are you feeling quite all right there, good ser?

Video

[amicably_absent]

[Glitch looks at the screen and smiles warmly.]

Hi! Yes! Fine as I ever do, have we met? I'm Glitch, they call me that because sometimes my synapses don't fire right.

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[tallasaking]

[Well, he seems happy enough. For a person who apparently has lost his mind.]

...I cannot say we have ever been acquainted, no. [He's certain he'd remember someone like this.]

I am Tyrion. They call me that because that is my name. [His lips twist a little bit.] Where are you from, Glitch?

[amicably_absent]

Gee, sure must be nice to remember your name. I have name, I just... can't quite remember it now.

[He seems to be mildly frustrated, but it passes fast enough.]

Tyrion, nice to meet you. I won't remember that later, but it isn't anything personal, okay? I haven't been quite the same since they took my marbles.

I'm from-

[He pauses, mouth moving soundlessly and then gives a slightly helpless shrug.]

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion frowned briefly.] I believe you said your name was Glitch?

[Just how mentally addled was this man, anyways?]

What precisely do small glass balls have to do with remembering who I am?

[One eyebrow raises.]

Your country of origin? Your ... planet?

[amicably_absent]

Oh, no, it's not my name, it's what people call me. My name is-

The computer had the same name-

Anyway, marbles, grey matter, brains. The Sorceress popped mine right on out, put this old zipper in instead.

[His blinks and his face goes briefly still and then he refocuses and smiles.]

Hi! Have we met? The name's Glitch!

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion could almost feel his eyes crossing there, for a moment.]

Yes, I know. My name is Tyrion. We've already been introduced. You were saying something about a computer, which had nothing to do with my original question.

[amicably_absent]

Tyrion! Right! Hi!

Computer? What computer? My brain's hooked up to a computer, it's why the Sorceress took it.

[Welcome to the wonders of talking to Glitch. If you're patient, you can start putting things together, things he isn't aware of.]

What was your question?

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion put his small hands together, his gaze narrowed. If he didn't know better, he would say this man was putting him on.]

I see. So your name is Glitch, your brain is hooked up to a computer, it was done by a Sorceress, and my question was -- where do you come from?

[amicably_absent]

Um, yes.

I come from the O.Z., the Outer Zone. But... this isn't the O.Z., is it? I don't remember being this comfortable in the O.Z. before.

Not that that means much.

Not that that means much.

[The sentence is repeated with the same inflection, same expression, like someone hit repeat.]

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion puts all this in order, before stating gently.]

Glitch you are ... glitching.

[amicably_absent]

Am I?

[He looks around him and gives a nervous giggle.]

There I go, not even noticing it!

[tallasaking]

...You've had quite a few problems since they've taken out your brain, haven't you?

[Tyrion asked, all too gently. This man was truly suffering the worst of all fates.]

[amicably_absent]

[Glitch opens his mouth, snaps it shut and nods, giving a slight sigh, eyes closing.]

It's a little frustrating sometimes.

[gifted_witch]

Hello. Are you quite alright? I know arrival can be disorienting.

[amicably_absent]

Arrival where?

[He blinks at the image of her and smiles absently.]

[gifted_witch]

You've come to the Drift Fleet, ships that move through space. Wherever you were from it is very much not there.

[She does her best to explain gently.]

[amicably_absent]

But...

How am I going to remember without Cain and DG and Raw to remind me? I need someone to remember for me when-

[His face goes a little slack, eyes unfocused and distant and then he beams brightly at her.]

Hi! Have we met?

[gifted_witch]

[To quote Alice..curiouser and curiouser.]

We had just started talking so no, I hadn't introduced myself. I'm Lily Evans.

[amicably_absent]

Hello Miss Evans, I'm Glitch. I quite probably won't remember who you are five minutes from now, but keep at it and eventually you just might stick in the old noggin.

[gifted_witch]

Oh, you have trouble with your memory? I might have a charm for that. [It was generally more suited to blurring or erasing memory but the charms could also help recollection if worked properly.]

[amicably_absent]

Ever since they took my brain out.

[He nods firmly, which makes the light glint off the zipper more.]

Ever since they took my brain.

[He nods firmly.]

[gifted_witch]

Oh.

[Well that changed things didn't it? If he ws being literal, as that zipper suggested, how was he even alive for starters. But her charm would be utterly useless.]

Yes, you said that.

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[theoniongirl]

[wireless....magics?]

[curiosity instantly pinged, Jilly already has a million questions (and maybe a few answers, in her limited, newcomer-capacity) when he just...repeats. Like a record, skipping.]

Be careful what you ask. I'm pretty sure there are plenty of people who can tell you exactly how it works, how to take it apart, and put it back together again. [she's more joking than serious. ...She's not actually sure if anyone has tried to take apart their communicator. Maybe it's got the same anti-tamper protection as their augments. But if it didn't, anyone with an engineer augment probably could tell him just that.]

You...said something about a witch? [her tone is light, just in case he startles again]

[amicably_absent]

Did I?

[He looks briefly confused, then shrugs it off and smiles.]

I'm Glitch!