Video + Marsiva

[passingthrough]

Who: Kitty Pryde
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva, hospitality deck
When: Current

[It starts recording without her realizing it. She's exploring her new surroundings cautiously. She places a hand on one of the cots and then pushes it through as if the cot weren't there at all. She removes her arm and both it and the cot are unharmed. Just testing her powers, don't mind her. She got worried when she realized her claws were missing.

Then she gets a better look at her communicator. It's a different model than she's used to.]

Is this another prison?

[It wouldn't be the first time the AIs sent them to a new facility. A space prison is as fitting as anything else, but there's usually some kind of message about it. This feels different.]

Is anyone from the Defense Force around? [Pause.] Or the X-Men. [She couldn't really be home though could she? In space?] Or anyone. Preferably someone with a light. [She can't find her lighter, but she still has a pack of cigarettes on her.]


(OOC: So, the coloring they used in AoA often makes her hair look reddish or blond, but I doubt the post-apocalyptic reality was really where she was going to start dying it. If you have known a Kitty Pryde, please just assume she looks like her—possibly younger or older. Shorter hair though. <3)

Comments

[pneumo]

[ That's...quite possibly the first time anyone's ever actually told him that, from a human standpoint. Vampires sure, but they tend to insist they're somehow better than the mortals they used to be. But for someone (close enough to) human to call him that?

Sascha can't help the look of surprise on his features when she does, staring for a moment. ]

...You really think that??

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[She broke her new new lazy vampire stalker buddy.]

That's why I said it. [Watching him thoughtfully.]

[pneumo]

[ She totally did, and that's why he's kind of half-holding his arms out to her like he just wants to throw them around her. And also maybe cry a little. ]

That's the first time anyone's ever told me that... [ Bless you, angel. She's been sent to him as a sign of deliverance from his dark times of judgemental humans. This must be it. ]

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[What are you doing with your hands, sir? She's not moving. If he attempts a hug he may end up groping, walking, or falling through her phased self.]

Ever? Your world's kind of rough on vampires?

[pneumo]

[ He is doing nothing untowards, and he totally will try to hug her...only to miss, fall straight through, and land flat on his face as a result.





And then answer her from down there. ]

They hate us. Ow.

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[Oops? She does turn around and offer him a hand. That's something angels do, right?]

That's kind of how it works for mutants back home, but under the circumstances it's hard to blame them.

[pneumo]

[ Oh yes, totally right after they send you to the floor they do this! Sascha looks understandably puzzled as he stares at her hand, experimentally poking at it before he decides to take it. Gotta make sure it doesn't go through again. ]

What circumstances...?

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It's solid. [Come on, you.]

Genocide. [This is the kind of light, pithy conversation you have when you're new and should be making friends, right?]

[pneumo]

[ Totally, there's nothing at all depressing about this! ]

...That seems a little harsh. [ But he will take her hand anyway and give it a tiny squeeze. ]

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It wasn't my idea. [She actually appreciates the squeeze.] Sorry about the phasing. [Though we can keep unexpected hugs to a minimum, right?]

[pneumo]

Ohh--so that wasn't my eyes playing tricks then! Is that what you meant by powers?? [ That...makes a lot less sense actually when he thinks it through. But he's not going to say that aloud as he pulls himself to his feet and wipes his nose off on his sleeve. ]

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No, you really fell through me. I can be intangible.

[pneumo]

Like a ghost??

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I don't really know any ghosts. Do you?

[pneumo]

Not personally... But I've heard they go through stuff like that! Do you decide when it happens?? It's really neat! [ And lonely. Hug :c ]

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Thanks. And yes, I'm in control of it. [Moooost of the time. Sometimes it is lonely, but she's usually lonely for other reasons.]

[pneumo]

That's so cool... And you don't even have to drink anyone's blood to do it! That's way handier than being a vampire. [ Super powers without all the side-effects... This girl seriously won some sort of genetic lottery where she comes from. ]

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[That's one way of putting it.] You have abilities if you drink blood? I thought it was just to stay alive and abilities were kind of part of the package.

[pneumo]

Well...it's kind of like that. But you have to be a fully grown vampire before you're really strong. The first couple of months you're just hungry all the time and super-sensitive to light and sound and stuff.

The more blood you drink when you're still changing, the stronger you'll be when you're done.

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Are you fully grown?

[pneumo]

Probably... I did finish teething! But I was never all that hungry. [ So he hasn't drunk nearly so much as a Newborn vampire normally would have. Apparently that slows down the development. ]

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Teething? [She just raises an eyebrow. No explanation necessary.]

Do you eat food too? Seems like a shame to miss out on what they have here. [She's being sarcastic and she's going to be sad when it gets even worse on the individual ships.]

[pneumo]

I can still eat meat? But pretty soon my stomach'll stop doing that and it'll be blood only for me. It's part of the whole change and dying thing.

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[She'd known some living vampires as well as dead.]

Were you killed? [Seems like such a strange thing to ask a person.] Or was this something you chose?

[pneumo]

About that...I'm not too sure actually. [ Saoirse rubs at the back of his head a little with a shrug. ]

I don't really remember.