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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[INTERNAL SCREAMING

Okay, no. Calm down, Nightingale. Just. Calm. Stay calm. Stay cool. Nightingale is a mature, composed adult who can totally handle this no she's actually freaking out really badly right now. But, on the other hand, after all of those people she recognizes who don't know her... Even with that uniform, she's afraid to make assumptions.

So, she looks very nervous as she responds.]

Hi. This... might sound weird, but... Do you recognize me?

[she looks extremely relieved for a few moments, until she looks just as confused]

...What are you talking about? Of course I recognize you.

[holy shit yes

her shoulders sag slightly, she practically slumps over in relief, the tension leaving.]

You have no idea how glad I am to see you again.

[and then she's back to relieved.]

No, I'm pretty sure I'm just as glad. But, uh - where are we?

Well... Here, let me just send you the guide I've been writing.

[boop, link.]

Most importantly... No matter what happens, do not say anything about any Echo while we're here. Be as vague as possible when it comes to them.

[starting to open that, but pausing]

Why?

[ Alistair has, at least, discovered where on this place the food is kept. It's not very good food, but it's something, and with his appetite, it might as well be the finest Orlesian cuisine.

He's got a tray of some colorless gloop as he spots the newcomer - and pauses, because she really looks like a deer in the headlamps if ever he saw one. Almost on instinct, Alistair slows his movements, taking care not to jerk around suddenly in case she's ready to pull a weapon on him or something. ]

Hi. I take it you just got here?

... According to the ones who brought us here, we're on reality TV. We're being watched by millions, if not billions, if not trillions of people throughout the galaxy. I don't believe a damn word of it, but... If, by the tiniest chance, I'm wrong about that. Imagine what happens if that many people hear about the bad ones. And start thinking about them.

...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.

Uh, yeah.

[a short pause as she looks him over]

Okay, two questions before we go any further. First question, did you for some reason kidnap me, and second question, if I don't run right now are you going to try to kill me? Just, you know, ruling out any potential stranger danger.

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.

[ Well, that's - an interesting reaction. Alistair glances down at himself, as if to check and see if he's gotten any more scary or intimidating in the last ten minutes, and then looks back at the woman. ]

No, and no? I just got here a few days ago, apparently we've all been kidnapped. Not sure why. Also, I don't really like killing people. I mean, if someone attacks me, sure, what can you do, but for no reason? That's silly.

[ He glances at the tray briefly. ] My name is Alistair, by the way!

[everyone is scary and intimidating when you're a teenager who's just been abducted into space, okok.]

Okay, stranger danger crisis averted. There is a very low chance of me attacking you, so we should be good.

...Opal. How many days have you been here?

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

That's good. I don't like being attacked much. Especially for no reason.

[ He gives her a smile. ]

Three? Maybe. It's hard to tell - it's always dark out there! We're up in space.

... No.

They're both gone now.

Yeah. I have about the upper body strength of a wet noodle, so I wouldn't be that stupid even if I did have a reason.

Any chance you know your way around by 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.

[ Alistair is tactful enough not to comment on the wet noodle thing. ]

There isn't much here, really. I'm told that soon we'll be sent to another ship, where we'll stay while we're here. This is just... the welcome wagon?

[ He points at the food he's holding. ]

I know where the food is, anyway. It's not good, though.

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

Wonderful. I am so excited.

[glancing at the food]

Oh, no. No. I don't think that qualifies as food in any universe.

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