driftfleet | 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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Did you get your memories back there or...here?

[ he may be on the verge of an identity crisis here. are these clues, or just random bits of information to throw him off the kidnappers scent? WHAT IS ANYTHING ]

Most of them, probably.

[how comforting!!]

[ avoiding the question. nothing more comforting. ]

This is such a mind-fuck.

[ literally. get out of his head, kidnappers! he can't really say his last experience with abduction was better - at least this time he isn't being forced to commit murder by a man who was supposed to love and protect him - but at least back then he was sure his mind was his own! if...that even really happened. no, he can't even go there, he is not that lucky. even if all other memories have been planted, his father will always be who he is, and he really doesn't need that pain twisting in his chest right now, but it's going to stay there anyway. ]

I'm sorry. [ she's the one who has been through it. and he is not being very tactful, but tact was never his strong suit. ]

Why are you sorry?

Cuz that -- really sucks?

[ and he's poking at it, which is not something he would appreciate if the shoe were on the other foot. then again, he also wouldn't mention it, but... ]

It's not like you personally caused it, so you don't have to apologize.

OK -- you pick a topic now.

[ because he seems to be trapped in an infinite loop of awkward ]

Uhhh. Okay, you got like all of my references so I'll probably understand it if you tell me what kind of music you like.

Video games have some badass themes.

[ n o d, as he begins to hum one of his wormiest of ear worms. ]

[soft laugh]

Not just your name that's nerdy, huh?

[ houston, we have laughter!! ]

You mean I had you fooled all this time? That might be a record!

I had suspicions, you just confirmed my hypothesis. Very scientific and all.

Sounds like I'm not the only nerd in the conversation~!

Wrong. I had to take AP Chem because it looked good on my college applications. No nerdy reason there.

Except for AP Chem, College, and worrying about your application.

There are plenty of people who aren't nerds who go to college, and I didn't worry because I'm a nerd, I worried because it was Yale.

[ just going to give her a look here - one that says you're not helping your case. ]

I wasn't going there to study, like, history or science or anything like that. Totally not nerdy.

[extremely convincing.]

[ mmhmm. whatever helps you sleep at night ]

So what's your major?

Music. Uh, piano.

Ah - hence the question! [ tapping the side of his head with a smile ] So what kind of music do you like?

Classical. Mozart and Beethoven, stuff like that.

[really helping prove she's not a nerd here]

No, you're right, you're cool as a cucumber. On a flaming grill.

Your video game answer still makes you like ten times more of a nerd.

Hey, if having fun's nerdy, I don't ever wanna be cool.

[ except he does, but he never will be because that would require changing pretty much everything about himself and he's pretty sure that's not a thing. ]

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