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Who: Zelos Wilder (good end)
Broadcast: Video
Action: Marsiva. From the hospitality deck, but he'll be moving around after!
When: 10/7 Morning!

[Again. Again. Zelos takes a good few minutes looking around before he decides that he's definitely been left behind in some way. Another handful of minutes pass, and he's tapping at the device meant to broadcast. If he's nearly alone up here, then he's just got to find out if there's anyone else out and about somewhere else, right?

Despite the stress he's feeling right now, the image that appears on screen to everyone is pretty upbeat. And pretty cocky, too.]

Yo! Looks like I missed out on the party. There's gotta be someone out there, right?

[He leans in a little closer for effect before sighing and pulling back, both arms raising in a shrug.] This is just my luck. Come on, give me a sign or something!

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[How about a pillow thrown at the back of his head, is that enough of a sign?]

[He gets knocked in the back of the head and it falls to the floor. At the same time, he rubs the back of his head, frowning as he whirls back to view her.]

Oww! Don't think I didn't notice you there, hunnyyy! It's just faster to check this way.

Call me that again, and you'll be using that thing to call for help. [Well, this isn't a Zelos she knows. None of them would dare call her that. Kallen stays where she is, eyeing him warily.]

[Kaneis had been hanging out in the gallery on his ship, trying to see if he could pretend the tea this ship offered didn't absolutely suck. When his communicator beeps about a new message, he checks it out of boredom]

[That bored expression quickly turns into horror and confusion. Because hey! Not every day you see YOUR DAMN FACE on a broadcast you know you didn't make. He'll even forget to turn off the video in his surprise.]

What the hell??

[Ah... He raises both hands defensively.]

Okay, okay, no need to get violent... [Any more than she has been already, at least. Dropping his hands, he rests them at his hips instead.] Have you gotten a look at the rest of this place yet?

[Kallen shakes her head, turning to glance around.]

It really seems like one open area to me. The parts we have access to at least.

[Everything is fine and dandy as far as keeping his cool and looking composed, right up until this point. He turns in a half smile to greet whatever shocked greeter just replied-- only to have his own face fall and his eyes widen in shock.]

What the--?!

[He nearly says the same thing, but cuts himself short. And it's that decision to stop that has him realizing this isn't just some... playback, or future transmission or anything like that... It's certainly not a past recording, with a setting like that, either.

His eyebrows scrunch together and he steps forward again, pointing an accusing finger at the screen.]

Who the hell are you?

[Kaneis knows all too well about there being multiple dimensions, and multiple versions of a person. Because frankly, he had to deal with it every time someone showed up that knew him from somewhere]

[But to have one show up now? To actually deal with the thing that keeps haunting him in the flesh and bone? When he recovers from the shock, he buries his face into one of his hands that are propped up in the table out of sheer frustration. His braid hair slumps over his shoulder. His words come through gritted teeth]

Ugh, you gotta be kidding me-!

Yeah, but who knows what we can't see.

[He's just assuming this is Compass again, so. He's ready for Tricks.] Ah, well. I guess we'll find out when we find out, huh?

[Zelos is all too aware of the idea, as well. But still, to think of himself having multiple endings or paths out there, or to run into one of them? This is seriously too weird. His question was meant to verify that, hoping that this stranger would answer that he was someone who just shared the same face! He'd seen that, too.

But no. That reaction assures it. And slowly, his features fall into an unimpressed sort of half-scowl as he watches.]

Oh, don't be so dramatic. Your face looks terrible when you grumble like that.

Nah. I think everyone left when they saw your ugly mug.

[HE KIDS HE KIDS and affection warms his voice so clearly that makes it ok.]

I didn't think they'd drag you here too. It's good to see you, Zelos.

That's not really helpful. [Despite being true.]

An explanation would be nice.

[He pulls his face from his hand to give Zelos a disgruntled look. His tone is a mix of sarcastic and pissed. Because seriously, this guy being here? Crossed a line of some sort]

Wow. Like I really care.

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Baroona!

[Gripping both sides of the communication station, he leans forward, laughing at the teasing.]

Why wouldn't they? They knew you just couldn't live without me, so they sent me along, too! [He laughs again, pulling back with a grin before looking around the room.] Speaking of, where are you?

They'll probably get to it in some big dramatic fashion eventually.

[He waves it off like he doesn't care, stepping away from the comm station for now.]

It's a waste if we worry about it all this time. Come on! Let's just go check out the food or something.

Yeah, you're real charming.

[God, he hates this already. Every part of him is bristling, but he works to calm it down, straightening himself before he lets out a long and smooth sigh.]

Look, let's not make this any more awkward than it already is. You get any more of an explanation about this place than I did?

[Yep, he's in agreement about the hate. Seriously, it was like the universe was out to make sure his life was miserable and inescapable from the past]

And how would I know what explanation about this place you got?

Oh, come on, don't be an ass!

[Though he's got a feeling that's like telling a fish not to swim at this point. He should know, right?] I wasn't told anything! That's why I'm asking.

This place is practically a ghost... ship. There's like, two other people here right now.

[He snorts, shifting his stance.] Please. If one of us is that desperate, it's you.

[Drifting into a pause as he looks around. Probably tapping the ash from his cigarette too.] In front of a big window. An observation deck or something. Are you nearby?

[As much as it means that they both could very well be (and likely are) in danger now, he's relieved to see Baroona here. And the fact that he was joking around so much... It bode well. After everything that had happened, he had worried that he wouldn't be able to return to this so easily.

Blinking at the description, he looks away from the communication feed fully, scanning around the large area as far as he can. With it being the size of a large city... This was a little harder, but at least his eyes helped a good portion of the way.]

I think I remember something like that a ways back. Hold on, stay there!

[Determined, he taps off that video and walks off in the direction he had wandered from. It's a few minutes before he spots the area (and eventually Baroona) in the space ahead, and just a few minutes more before he's visible himself. He raises a hand in a wave.]

Hey!

[It could have been anyone who was transferred with him. Baroona considers himself lucky that it's Zelos. The one person he felt closest to, the only one that felt steadily reliable-and here he was. Funny, Baroona muses as he draws closer, how relieved he feels knowing that.

When Zelos waves, Baroona waves back with an easy smile that's more genuine than most.] Hey.

[He sighs softly, the tension that he hadn't even realized had been knotting suddenly releasing with their close proximity. Without thinking, Baroona grabs Zelos' hand with his own, pulling him close and patting him hard on the back before pushing away.] I'm glad you're here. You seen anyone else around?

[For a place so large, the emptiness was unsettling. It made him uneasy.]

[He sighs. As tempting as it was to withhold information just for the hell of it, he knows it'd probably just cause more trouble for him later.]

Well you got the ship part right.

Couldn't tell you which ship you're on, but you've been abducted by something called Atroma. Apparently they grab people from all the different universes and put them on spaceships for some sort show called Drift Fleet.

I don't know if people would describe it as a party, but don't worry. You're not alone. [after hearing about Kallen's situation, Nunnally is a bit worried about everyone who showed up on this weird other ship. Seems lonely...]

[ For a whole two minutes, Cecil is really confused, because she's pretty sure that's her pilot out there. What's he doing on the Marsiva? Then it occurs to her-- different versions of the same soul aren't that uncommon in places like this. ]

Kaneis? Or another one?

If you were here instead, would that be your luck, too? Or something else?

[ Sorry for the bizarre sight you are getting, buddy. ]

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