driftfleet | first song.

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first song.

Who: some loser and you
Broadcast: fleetwide!
Action: marsiva
When: now

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit, fuck. Okay, breathe. Breathe.

[Muttered, eloquent first words from an extremely eloquent girl who then turns to stare into the camera, looking like she's about ready to hyperventilate.]

Okay, I don't know who's watching this, but if anyone can see this and has any fucking clue what's going on, I'd really appreciate some answers. I have no idea whose realm I'm in or, like, anything else, and I figure I have like twenty seconds before I start seriously freaking out, so, you know...

[she stops rambling for a moment to take a deep breath.]

Just talk to me if you can hear this.

[for those aboard the marsiva, she can be found pacing around hurriedly, keeping an eye open for anyone. if she spots you, she freezes in place for a moment, uncertain as to whether or not you can be trusted.]

Uh... Hey there.

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...Okay, that's really fucked up, so before I freak out, let me read what you just sent me.

Sorry. It only gets more fucked up from here.

I've been here for... Fuck, you're from Earth. It's late January, I've been here since June.

But I just saw you today. That makes no sense.

... When I first got here, Lark had already been here a month, even though I'd seen her two days prior. And when Magpie showed up, she... She had already completed her mirror and gone home, which I definitely don't remember.

So... Yeah. Nothing makes sense here.

Wait, Lark and Magpie are here? What about everyone else?

... No.

They're both gone now.

...Shit. I'm sorry.

Don't worry about it.

Vash, Lace from Dawon, and Rosella from my team, are also all here, but... They don't remember the castle at all.

That is seriously messed up.

And to think, we haven't even gotten to discussing the chips in our brains yet.

[deep breath. deeeeep breath.]

Can we, uh... talk about that later?

Of course. But...

... Sorry. It only gets freakier from here.

I'm pretty sure anything will make me freak out less than that.

We're currently bound by a contract we never signed, to deliver bullshit cargo to a place which had no idea cargo was incoming. As a result of our suspicious, likely illegal cargo, all of our bank accounts are frozen and we can't use any of the money we've gotten here. Which is how we acquire food that isn't paste.

Okay, yes, that is complete bullshit, but it's not going to make me lose my shit.

Where are you?

My ship, the Bishop. You'll be moved out to a ship at one point- Probably the weekend. Whichever one it is seems to be random, especially now that most of the ships appear to be over capacity.

Okay. How hard is it to get from ship to ship? I mean, I assume it's different than going to someone else's dorm, since we're in space and all.

Actually, not really. Do you know what augment you have?

How do I check?

You know how at some games, the Echoes would just sort of shove the knowledge of the rules into your head, so you know what to do? The augment information feels a bit like that. Just figure out what you know that's new now.

Okay.

[thinking about it for a few moments]

Um, some first aid, how to use lab equipment... Stuff like that.

Oh, lab support... You get to be a medic, apparently.

Each ship comes with a shuttle you can use to get to the others, or down to whatever planet or station we're at.

Wait, seriously? That is... an extremely poor choice.

Okay. Is it hard to use?

I'm pretty sure I got my augment because they were mocking me.

Not really? If someone on the ship you get to has a pilot augment, you can ask them to show you how.

What is it?

Cool. Can I head over to your ship whenever I figure it out?

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