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driftfleet2016-02-21 07:43 pm
nostraightlines) wrote in driftfleet2016-02-21 07:43 pm
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+1 unhappy time traveler
Who: Ramse and YOU
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: SS Starstruck, if you want to come and find him
When: soon after the shuffle!
[ To say that Ramse is displeased is an understatement. This is the second time he's been yanked from one world to another, and where the first was actually an improvement, this second place is... not. Outerspace. Really. Really?! They don't even have space travel in his time, though he knows that in the past people made it as far as the moon. Nothing like this. His outrage at being taken is the overwhelming thing, though. He was happy in Eudio, where there was food and people he cared for. They told him they were sending him home (something he already had mixed feelings about) and instead he's here. Having to learn a new way of life all over again and excuse me it's being watched?
He's found the armory and the clothes in his bunk room, at least, so now he's dressed and armed. He sits in the cold empty space while he fiddles with the communicator. It turns out to be easy to use, and when he makes a broadcast his voice is deep and grumbly. Someone's sooooo cranky. ]
So let me get this straight, I'm new and might not have understood. We're here... to be entertainment. Not to save the world, not to help with a war, not to do anything productive at all.
Yeah. How do we leave?
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: SS Starstruck, if you want to come and find him
When: soon after the shuffle!
[ To say that Ramse is displeased is an understatement. This is the second time he's been yanked from one world to another, and where the first was actually an improvement, this second place is... not. Outerspace. Really. Really?! They don't even have space travel in his time, though he knows that in the past people made it as far as the moon. Nothing like this. His outrage at being taken is the overwhelming thing, though. He was happy in Eudio, where there was food and people he cared for. They told him they were sending him home (something he already had mixed feelings about) and instead he's here. Having to learn a new way of life all over again and excuse me it's being watched?
He's found the armory and the clothes in his bunk room, at least, so now he's dressed and armed. He sits in the cold empty space while he fiddles with the communicator. It turns out to be easy to use, and when he makes a broadcast his voice is deep and grumbly. Someone's sooooo cranky. ]
So let me get this straight, I'm new and might not have understood. We're here... to be entertainment. Not to save the world, not to help with a war, not to do anything productive at all.
Yeah. How do we leave?
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[ He's talking just to keep talking, since she's obviously in distress. When she arrives she'll see him in a crisp new uniform but looking just the same as she remembers. There's also still confetti all over from his transfer. ]
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[Although she has had a chance to stock up on makeup, today she's not wearing any, and her hair is mussed in the back from lounging around. Granted, Ramse's seen her camping, so it won't be new to him - maybe just a surprise, since she usually kept herself so carefully groomed.
And after her feet pound up the ramp and onto the ship, racing for the bridge, he'll also see that she's in her standard-issue plain white tank with the top of the jumpsuit unfastened and loose around her waist. Only her bright red boots show any mark of her personal style on this day. She freezes up when she first catches sight of Ramse, but then the familiarity of him, another one of those washes of relief - it's all too overwhelming, and she sprints across the space between them to throw her arms around him.]
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[ He hears her coming and turns off the communicator, and while he was expecting the lack of makeup and the jumpsuit and all that it's still confusing to see in person. Not that he gives even half a shit how groomed Celeste is. She runs towards him and he catches her easily, just slightly lifting her off the ground as he holds her and doesn't let go. For a long moment that's all he does, then he speaks into her hair. ]
Who else is here?
[ There's something almost like hope in his voice but mostly it's wariness. ]
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As it is, his question just makes her want to cry even more. But she holds herself together as much as she can, for his sake.]
There's - I don't know if you knew Shai, but she's here, I've spoken to her - other than that, there's no one - the people here are lovely, but I was meant to be going home, they said they were sending me home, it's the only reason I ever would've left...
[Even when she knows it's not Eudio's fault, that Atroma did this all on their own, there's still a sting of betrayal in her voice. Those words do snap her out of her own emotions very quickly, though, because Ramse - oh god, if he was in the same situation - they had so much more at stake, Ramse and Cole and Cassie. She doesn't even realise exactly how much Ramse had at stake, not yet, but what she knows is enough to make her grave as she pulls away a little.]
Were you - did you fill your contract as well?
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No one else he knew. Cole and Cassie hadn't been snagged. Sheva wasn't here. Celeste was. That's what mattered at the moment. ]
I did. They said they'd send me home and I was thinking about asking to stay longer when I wound up here.
Some bullshit reason, isn't it?
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I'm sorry, Ramse. [It's almost a whisper, but her voice gets stronger when she speaks up again.] But it's not - I don't know, maybe you've figured this out because you're not as paranoid as me, but it's not Eudio's doing. I thought they'd completely sold me out when I got here and made an utter fool of myself over it, but this place - it just takes people. Steals them.
[Shivering, she presses a bit closer to him.]
So now we wait. Never really knowing if Eudio did us any good at all until Atroma see fit to set us free.
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I wasn't gonna blame Eudio, they were nothing but good to us.
[ He runs a hand through her hair, trying to soothe her. He's still tense himself so it might not have the desired effect, but the intent is there. ]
I bet they're still making good, even if we got taken. However it works. My world could be set right without me, they could have just done the incentive with me here. [ He can hope. He can hope Cassie and Cole are happy in whatever universe their Eudio time made. He can hope his son's alright, maybe Cole's looking out for him. He needs to hope, needs to dream right now even though he's usually the one living in the present. ] If nothing else that was a great vacation.
What are they making you do here?
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No, but - maybe I was so happy there that I was waiting for the "too good to be true" moment. Maybe I didn't come as far as I'd thought while I was there.
[When he continues on, though, she's reminded of how dire his situation was again, and she looks up at him as much as she can from her position.] I think so, too. I really do. I'm a terrible black cloud right now, don't mind me, I should be happy with you here.
Oh, nothing too grueling. I'm in communications, so I'm in charge of incoming and outgoing broadcasts, any maintenance to the comm center and the individual comms on our ship, scrambling and unscrambling coded messages... apparently there's some diplomacy involved as well, so we'll just wait and see how that goes when it comes up. [She flashes a lopsided smile at that.] Thank god there are two other communications officers along with me.
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There are three of you on one ship, huh? I'm not the only security officer on mine either. People are saying the fleet's overcrowded right now.