driftfleet | 01 - video/action

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01 - video/action

Who: Winn & you!
Broadcast: video
Action: on the Marsiva
When: now!

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[ it's the smell that makes the first tug towards wakefulness, or rather the lack of it - over the years, winn's gotten used to waking up to a familiar aroma of an apartment that's just a little too dusty, has just a little too many clothes that really should have been washed yesterday lying around, maybe some residual takeout smell that still lingers from the night before because he's forgotten to properly ventilate - none of it is hitting his nose now, and his mind is not taking it well. groaning, and rubbing his eyes with one hand, his other reaches for his bedside table to pick up his phone - only to hit air.

well that's weird.

eyes finally blinking open, he finds himself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. shifting in bed - he finds himself falling to an unfamiliar floor.

what the hell?

he's dreaming, right? he has to be dreaming. or maybe it's a freaky fantasy like the one kara was stuck in - though why would anyone waste disgusting alien hallucinatory-leach things on him? and besides, this - this looks absolutely nothing like his ideal fantasy world! well, just in case it'll work (he'd fill really silly if he passes up the simplest solution for being too simple and it'll end up being all that it takes!), he shuts his eyes tightly, pinches his arm, and mumbles to himself ]

I hella reject this fantasy. You are rejected, fired, gone!

[ opening his eyes again, he finds that unsurprisingly - the only change that transpired is that his arm now aches. well, what else was he expecting? pulling himself up to his feet, he decides he might as well try to figure out where he is - and how to get out of here.

and then he spots the window. blurting out a girly scream, he turns his back to it, his knees nearly buckling under him, and his face losing color. slowly, he turns back towards it and chances another peek, chuckling nervously at his own behavior, trying to ridicule his fear away ]

That's a pretty good green screen -

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[ the face that appears on your screen is pale and clearly very shaken. actually, he kinda looks like he's going to be sick, doesn't he? good thing that space tech isn't 7-D! ...unless it is in which case, now would be a pretty bad time to find that out... ]

I got a couple questions for -- whoever's watching this - or - [ he looks around, waving his free hand to gesture around the room - wherever the less voluntary cameras may be ] this - If this is a reality show, when's elimination? Cuz I - I volunteer to go home! I mean let's face it, there is no point to keep me in the running - unless elimination's actually eh, elimination [ he runs his finger against his throat to illustrate his point ] in which case -- my vote is still on home, thanks -

This...isn't really space, is it? [ he chuckles nervously ] I know 'beam me up' was my birthday wish for like 3 years running, but you're over a decade late and this is so not what I had in mind - [ he clears his throat. not the point! and not something he needed to share with - potentially an entire galaxy. actually, this whole broadcast was probably pretty dumb, way to make himself easy prey. ok, no worries! he can still salvage this! ] Anyway! Little help, a lotta help, Xanax, I'll take what you got, thanks. [ clearing his throat again ] Over? [ nailed it. ]

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[She gives a little shrug.] Pretty sure it doesn't hurt. [She hadn't heard about them exacting revenge on anyone and she's sure people had tried something more than asking.]

Only a month for me. Longest I've heard is a little over a year.

[ pointing at the screen ] I will take pretty sure! [ at this point, it's the best news he's had all day! well, that, and kara's here, though that's a little more selfish kind of happiness. ]

So there are eliminations! Can't have a reality show without booting someone home! So how do you get kicked out?

From what I've heard they let the winner go home. And the winner has the highest ratings. I'm not really buying that story. As far as the people who leave...no idea where they go. [There may be a story people tell, but she's not aware of it. And even if she was she probably wouldn't accept it as the truth.]

Ok - quick follow up - so what happens to the losers?

[ because come on, the nerd never wins! at real life, or reality.

no idea where they go - he likes the sound of that about as much as he likes the sound of...intergalactic reality show star. ]

And - how long is this thing?

I haven't heard. [Not exactly reassuring, huh?] About either.

Probably best to assume indefinitely and not get too excited about any promises our captors make. I tend not to trust them.

Yeah that seems like a pretty solid policy.

[ never trust someone who captured you against your will. he never thought he'd have to deal with that twice. ]

What other promises do they make? Any - threats?

[ because those he'd believe a lot more, and he really would rather not get thrown out of an airlock. ]

Actually, I've never heard anything from them at all. It's all second-hand at best. Maybe just the mythology of the place getting passed around that someone made up. But threats weren't part of the package I got.

So basically -- we know nothing is -- what you're saying.

Not even each other's names. [She looks vaguely amused despite the depressing reality of his assessment.]

[ he laughs ]

Right! Yes - sorry! I'm Winn. [ right now, it feels like the most ironic name ever. ] It's - weird, but nice to meet you -

Lose. I always knew this day would come. Destined to meet. [Okay, she's kidding.]

[ pointing at the camera with a look of total seriousness ]

So you're the reason I was taken!

[ which lasts a whole of 3 seconds before he breaks into a smile. ok, officially approving of her sense of humor! ]

[That earns a smile in return.]

The name's Kitty. [And now it sounds almost normal compared to Lose, right?]

[ normal, and a little too close to cat. but. less scary. ]

That is amazing, because my middle name's Doggie.

[ actually, it's more like what-the-hell-are-you-doing. he smiles, which is a weird thing to do after you've been abducted into space - but how can he resist name puns? ]

Where are you at, if that's -- not uncool to ask. I'm not caught up on space-network conduct yet -

[That gets a raised eyebrow, but a smirk comes with it. Totally fair play in this case. She did start it.]

The Windrose. I won't tell the cool police you asked.

I appreciate that cuz -- they have about a bazillion standing warrants out on me -

[ winn schott: breaking all the cool laws since pretty much day 1. ]

How many ships are out there?

Living dangerously.

[She has to do a little mental counting, but she's been doing her research.]

Eighteen. Why? Trying to calculate the odds of ending up on mine?

That's me! Though -- this is pushing it, I've learned my lesson, I'm ready for a safer lifestyle!

[ nodding. and then shaking his head ]

I actually have my sights set on one already, my - friend's there. Though if I couldn't go there that is so far my best case scenario -

[ because she seems nice! and not, hating on his sense of humor! ]

I'm just trying to - figure out what can be figured out. Actually, speaking of, do you maybe know who I talk to about going to my friend's ship?

Friend? Who is it? [Just curious and nosy, don't mind her.]

But as far as making requests before being assigned I don't think you can. I know you can do it afterward. Or maybe you just have to talk to someone who's been here longer for that detail.

Kara Danvers - if you know her. Blond, pretty, very optimistic -

[ he doesn't really see the harm in that question, it's not like he and kara are being particularly sneaky about their connection. which - maybe they should be? but it's too late, and they wouldn't last at it anyway. it's way too tempting to hold onto the one familiar person they've got here - and she's mostly what he has to hang onto back home too. true, he's trying to be better about that - but out in space doesn't really seem like a fair place to expect that of him. ]

Right I'll - keep asking. [ nodding ] Do you know if requests are usually granted? Who do you make them to? [ if you can make requests, if you get assignments - there has to be a connection to whoever's running this show somewhere, and that means there's a trail to follow! ]

I do know her. [She even knows about her powers and that they aren't working here.]

You just fill out some paperwork and make the request at a network station from what I've heard. I haven't actually done anything like that myself. [Sorry, no "who" really involved. At least not in a helpful way.]

[ wow kitty, you know more than he does what gives :c ]

Paperwork. Somehow, it manages to make even forced space travel boring.

[ hey, the paperwork has to go somewhere, right! and unless it's actual paper, it should be followable. that's a word now. ]

[Sometimes if you just walk through a bench in front of someone it endears them to you. Try it sometime!]

Have a lot of paperwork back home?

[ he tries it. well, just not on purpose. it tends to end up with aching shins, eye rolling, and disapproving calls of winn. all that's missing is the laugh track! ]

Thankfully most of it not on paper anymore -- but yeah, it kind of always comes back to haunt you.

[Okay, maybe it should have been more of a "don't try this at home" thing.]

I'm not sure it's actually paper here either. Guess you'll have to be surprised. Hopefully her ship isn't already overcrowded. [She knows a lot of them are.]

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