natalie "awkwardly cares" goodman (
robitussin) wrote in
driftfleet2016-01-28 05:57 pm
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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.
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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[ Though, that's way weirder than the existence of demons, which is a given. ]
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Is there anything to do here while we wait to be pushed off to another ship, or are we just supposed to sit around and twiddle our thumbs?
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At least you don't have to talk to Orlesians. They're always twisting things around, and... ugh.
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[ Does her world not have small talk? Getting to know new people? Making friends? ]
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[to her, at least, because she's an antisocial loser.]
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Well, all you had to do was say so.
[ If she doesn't want to talk, fine! He'll hmph and go back to his indeterminate protein mush. Some people - you try to be polite, and they toss it back in your face. ]
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Yeah, that's why I did say so.
[giving him a short wave and leaving him with his protein.]