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driftfleet2016-02-24 06:40 pm
tayori) wrote in driftfleet2016-02-24 06:40 pm
Entry tags:
ϟ ( video ; action )
Who: yu & idk everyone.
Broadcast: fleetwide.
Action: the marsiva.
When: presently.
( of course he's cold when he wakes up – it's that same, familiar feeling all over again – but the second he opens his eyes, there's a wrongness that lingers in the air around him that he can't quite put his finger on. his head feels like it's full of stuffing, and there's a tinge of dread that slithers about the back of his mind that sets his teeth on edge, an anxious and restless sort of thing that he doesn't like at all.
when he sits up, there's a sort of ping that brings around the realization of, at least in part, why everything feels wrong.
he's on the marsiva. he hasn't been on the marsiva since he'd been assigned to his new ship, with its own crew. he'd cooked for them, he remembers that as well, and it's all the more confusing because he has no memory at all of taking a shuttle back here.
so … what's happened?
he hasn't addressed the network just yet, but he pulls himself to his feet and begins walking around the deck, taking in the screens and staying well away from the viewing window this time around – because figuring out you're capable of getting space-sick a little too late is never a nice thing – and it's all just like the first time he'd woken up here, all save for that lingering feeling that he's missing something.
something important.
under normal circumstances – or, at the very least, keeping with the same course of action he'd taken when he'd woken up here the first time – he would stay quiet. he would figure things out for himself. but as he's learned over the course of investigating murders and relying on his friends to help him make important decisions, he's more than learned that there's nothing wrong with asking for assistance when you really need it.
so he's sending out an s.o.s. )
… I think I'm missing something. It feels like I'm missing something. ( he's normally pretty keen on keeping his expression neutral, and he's good at it – but here, he looks every bit as confused and distressed as he feels, even if he manages to keep his tone level. unwavering. )
Only new arrivals wake up on the Marsiva, right? I'm not new – and I'm pretty sure you can't sleep-hijack a shuttle. ( well, at least he still has a sense of humor. ) Has this ever happened to anyone else?
( and, maybe a little more quietly – ) … Yosuke? Are you watching?
Broadcast: fleetwide.
Action: the marsiva.
When: presently.
( of course he's cold when he wakes up – it's that same, familiar feeling all over again – but the second he opens his eyes, there's a wrongness that lingers in the air around him that he can't quite put his finger on. his head feels like it's full of stuffing, and there's a tinge of dread that slithers about the back of his mind that sets his teeth on edge, an anxious and restless sort of thing that he doesn't like at all.
when he sits up, there's a sort of ping that brings around the realization of, at least in part, why everything feels wrong.
he's on the marsiva. he hasn't been on the marsiva since he'd been assigned to his new ship, with its own crew. he'd cooked for them, he remembers that as well, and it's all the more confusing because he has no memory at all of taking a shuttle back here.
so … what's happened?
he hasn't addressed the network just yet, but he pulls himself to his feet and begins walking around the deck, taking in the screens and staying well away from the viewing window this time around – because figuring out you're capable of getting space-sick a little too late is never a nice thing – and it's all just like the first time he'd woken up here, all save for that lingering feeling that he's missing something.
something important.
under normal circumstances – or, at the very least, keeping with the same course of action he'd taken when he'd woken up here the first time – he would stay quiet. he would figure things out for himself. but as he's learned over the course of investigating murders and relying on his friends to help him make important decisions, he's more than learned that there's nothing wrong with asking for assistance when you really need it.
so he's sending out an s.o.s. )
… I think I'm missing something. It feels like I'm missing something. ( he's normally pretty keen on keeping his expression neutral, and he's good at it – but here, he looks every bit as confused and distressed as he feels, even if he manages to keep his tone level. unwavering. )
Only new arrivals wake up on the Marsiva, right? I'm not new – and I'm pretty sure you can't sleep-hijack a shuttle. ( well, at least he still has a sense of humor. ) Has this ever happened to anyone else?
( and, maybe a little more quietly – ) … Yosuke? Are you watching?
no subject
He cracks a smile - small, sad, a little bit rueful, and shakes his head. ]
'Cause that was like... months ago.
[ Yeah, just... let that sink in for a second. You know, while he sits there, pulse quickening, wondering if his daring to hope is actually gonna pay off, or if this is gonna crash and burn any second now. ]
S-So-- uh. [ Deep breaths, Yosuke! ] You... You left. But... you're back now?
[ He swallows... and then, his voice finally shakes a little. ]
It's really you, partner?
no subject
how is this supposed to make any measure of sense?
he takes a couple of deep breaths himself, looks away from the video for a small moment, trying to make some bit of sense of what yosuke's just said. except that nothing he can grab hold of seems to connect to anything else, and it leaves him feeling bereft, grasping at straws that are too short to keep a good hold on. )
Months? Months ago? How - ( he shakes his head. ) Okay. No. Whatever. I've heard weirder. But why don't I remember being gone?
( another beat of silence, and then he's calming down a little, taking in a few more deep breaths and then looking back into the feed. )
It's me. I promise.
a whole fucking month later jesus sorry
[ It's him. It's him, it's really him, and the next thing Yosuke knows, he's fighting back tears - much to his own annoyance, of course, because he shouldn't be crying!
That's for girls! Or something.But it's a lot to take in, and it's hitting him all at once, and he's relieved and happy and...!He looks directly at Yu, and he smiles. He can just... ignore the crying part, right? Right. Totally. ]
Well then, welcome back. Heh. I can't believe it! Man, so much weird crap happened while you were gone, but I... I-I was seriously starting to believe I wasn't gonna see you again. Not here, at least. I mean.
[ He's babbling. Stop him. fdsjakl ]