amicably_absent (
amicably_absent) wrote in
driftfleet2016-02-20 11:28 pm
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Itsa mingle!
Who: SS Golden crew and any visitors
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: SS Golden
When: When you'd like!
[It's a mingle! So mingle!]
Broadcast: Probably not
Action: SS Golden
When: When you'd like!
[It's a mingle! So mingle!]

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I suspect you are meant to be on the ship. At least, long enough for you to realize the difference between lost and found.
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Who are you? Do I know you?
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[ How to say this without coming off as odd to someone who already is an oddity in his own right. . . ]
I am one of your ship mates. We are meeting for the first time.
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[He sounds overwhelmed and disbelieving.]
Where did I get it? Why did I give it such a boring name...? Is it actually golden?
[He pauses.]
Hang on. You used my name. How do you know my name?
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[ Leto wonders if Glitch can retain this much information. He needs actual bonds to make this work. ]
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A ship. A big ship then...]
There was a sleep creeper. He got in bed with me. I don't know what else he did...
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[ He retraces Glitch's timeline, slipping into the past. His expression clears up. A man named Sascha, apparently. ]
I don't think he, ah, did anything else to you.
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But we can't be sure of that. And that's not the point! Creepy sleep creeper.
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Besides, most people would avoid touching him on principle. ]
Did you tell him off?
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Of course I did! And he got indignant that I was upset!
[Leto may actually be able to see it happen. High emotions, stress, something fires and then midfires in Glitch's remaining brain, a sequence that never completes and instead resets to where it was moments before.]
He got indignant that I was upset!
[And the same things starts to happen again. He'll keep doing it until the feedback loop is interrupted.]
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I'm sure it won't happen again.
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Damn right it won't. I don't sleep where he is. I could... make a thingy.
[He pushes his fingertips together. There's thoughts, sparking, hints of the former brilliance trying to push out.
Then he looks somewhere else and then back, blinking. Wiped free again.]
Hi! Have we met?
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Yes, we have. Just now, in fact.
[ There must be an easier way of doing this. But magic . . . or magical impairments were beyond his skill to heal. ]
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DG! The witch!
[He's off again, some other time and place.]
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[ He'd shake him a little, if it would help. He can't use his skills on someone with a wandering mind . . . so to speak and Leto was loathe to touch anyone without their permission. ]