Takeshi [Gantz • Age 5] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2016-02-29 10:11 pm
throwsdown) wrote in driftfleet2016-02-29 10:11 pm
Entry tags:
video | SUPER TOUGH
Who: Takeshi
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: Marsiva!
When: NOW!!!
[Takeshi wakes up with bad cotton mouth and a moment where forgets things -- forgets he was in a jungle last he saw, forgets the Tranquility had crashed, forgets that the people he saw as parents were long-since gone. He rolls tiredly, his baggy (now perfectly mended) sweater dragging on one hand, the sleeve still a bit too long. First thing he does is try to grab a glass of water that would have been on the desk in his room. Aboard an entirely different ship. A ship that no longer exists in space.
He blinks wide awake, sitting up straight.
The first thing he notices is that he's barefoot.
The second thing he notices is that his powersuit is gone. He pulls his sweater practically over his head in his haste, gasping aloud at the pale belly and its pal, the belly button, that greets him -- it' gone! It's gone, it's gone, it's gone! Where? When? Who, how? He looks around wildly, anxious. Was he... kidnapped? All over again? No... it couldn't be.
It's like when they kidnapped humans, on earth. But hopefully less blood.
There were people trying to kidnap them off the Tranquility, too. He remembers that.
Summoning his courage, he does what he learned from his adoptive mother. He bullshits, live on camera, at the screen. He's familiar with how network devices work enough, after all. He knows everyone should be able to see this. He puts on his most serious expression, which is admittedly pretty good for someone who is the size of a five-year-old.]
The person who kidnapped me.... they'd better show their face!
I-if you try to mess with me... I'll... I'll...
I'll kick your fucking ass!!
[Thank his adoptive parents and weird uncle for the choice of words. He puffs out his chest, making a fist. But really, he's kind of scared. Like, a lot scared. He only went without his special superhero powersuit when he broked his leg fighting in the ship before. He couldn't wear it over the cast, then. But now... now he's just... he's normal. He's not a good teammate. He's not good at fighting like this. And it's...
Terrifying.
But he'll keep a straight, determined face. He won't let them know he's scared.
He used to always show how scared he was, when he was living with his real mom. But not no more.
Even if he doesn't have his strength and speed... He's a fighter. He'll... He'll figure out something!]
If you're aliens... then... then my dad'll come find you, too!
And then we'll both kick your ass!
[... Anyone on the Marsiva, feel free to see him peeking around the corner to suspiciously watch you just about anywhere on the ship. That, or find him making himself a peanut butter and raspberry jam sandwich in the kitchens. All that threatening made his nerves convert to hunger.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: Marsiva!
When: NOW!!!
[Takeshi wakes up with bad cotton mouth and a moment where forgets things -- forgets he was in a jungle last he saw, forgets the Tranquility had crashed, forgets that the people he saw as parents were long-since gone. He rolls tiredly, his baggy (now perfectly mended) sweater dragging on one hand, the sleeve still a bit too long. First thing he does is try to grab a glass of water that would have been on the desk in his room. Aboard an entirely different ship. A ship that no longer exists in space.
He blinks wide awake, sitting up straight.
The first thing he notices is that he's barefoot.
The second thing he notices is that his powersuit is gone. He pulls his sweater practically over his head in his haste, gasping aloud at the pale belly and its pal, the belly button, that greets him -- it' gone! It's gone, it's gone, it's gone! Where? When? Who, how? He looks around wildly, anxious. Was he... kidnapped? All over again? No... it couldn't be.
It's like when they kidnapped humans, on earth. But hopefully less blood.
There were people trying to kidnap them off the Tranquility, too. He remembers that.
Summoning his courage, he does what he learned from his adoptive mother. He bullshits, live on camera, at the screen. He's familiar with how network devices work enough, after all. He knows everyone should be able to see this. He puts on his most serious expression, which is admittedly pretty good for someone who is the size of a five-year-old.]
The person who kidnapped me.... they'd better show their face!
I-if you try to mess with me... I'll... I'll...
I'll kick your fucking ass!!
[Thank his adoptive parents and weird uncle for the choice of words. He puffs out his chest, making a fist. But really, he's kind of scared. Like, a lot scared. He only went without his special superhero powersuit when he broked his leg fighting in the ship before. He couldn't wear it over the cast, then. But now... now he's just... he's normal. He's not a good teammate. He's not good at fighting like this. And it's...
Terrifying.
But he'll keep a straight, determined face. He won't let them know he's scared.
He used to always show how scared he was, when he was living with his real mom. But not no more.
Even if he doesn't have his strength and speed... He's a fighter. He'll... He'll figure out something!]
If you're aliens... then... then my dad'll come find you, too!
And then we'll both kick your ass!
[... Anyone on the Marsiva, feel free to see him peeking around the corner to suspiciously watch you just about anywhere on the ship. That, or find him making himself a peanut butter and raspberry jam sandwich in the kitchens. All that threatening made his nerves convert to hunger.]
Action:
I am not-
[She was going to say she was not picky, and yet she stopped, sniffing the air.]
I think there are pancakes.
Action:
Yeah?! You can smell stuff like that?
[He doesn't smell nothin' like pancakes. Not that he eats them very much, but...]
Action:
[What an understatement. She starts moving through the room, trying to figure out how to access the food there.]
Action:
Then you're like a cat! Or a dog! Or a cool giant wolf.
[He doesn't seem to be all that impacted by this revelation, other than to think it's super cool. So. Carrying on! He moves to push a chair towards any of the tall counters, determined to climb.]
Do you ever smell bad stuff?
Action:
Be careful.
[She made no attempt to stop him, just leaning up on her toes to start opening cabinets.]
Action:
[granted he didn't have a power suit, but he made due without it before he got it, so.]
What do you do at home? Before you got kidnapped!
Action:
I...went to school.
[It wasn't precisely a lie.]
Action:
School!
I wish I coulda' went to school. I was almost old enough...!
But then stuff happened and I went to the apartment and put on my suit and -- and I never got to!
Action:
Perhaps one of the ships has a school.
Action:
The last place had a tiny one! For a little bit. But then people started going away.
Even I went away for a little while!
Action:
Went...'away?'
Action:
My mom and dad -- um, the two people I called mom and dad on the ship, they said I left for a long time! Then I came back, and they were crying and really happy, but I didn't understand why. Sometimes people leave and then they come back.
Action:
But you do not mean this ship.
Action:
... D'you think it happens here, too?
Action:
I don't know.
Action:
... It's okay. We'll figure it all.
[They always do. Figure out something, anyway. Every little bit counts.]
Action:
We will.
Have you spoken to anyone about the nature of this place?
Action:
I know we was kidnapped, and someone called the Atroma did it... but I don't know a lot more than that. I think people here don't know a lot about them...
Action:
[Laura did not approve.]
They seem willing to remain ignorant.
Action:
...
What's ignorant mean?
Action:
Willfully stupid.