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[achillesheels]

Who: Pyrrha and you!
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: on the marsiva
When: now!

[Pyrrha wakes with a start. Stress and panic are apparent on her face, and she needs to take a few seconds to drop her face into her hands so that she can reorient herself and make an attempt at calming herself down. After a few deep breaths and several seconds to try to put herself back together, she pulls her head up and glances around, and then gets out of bed. She knows what a camera feels like, and she knows that there's one there. So, in the hopes that someone will hear her, she speaks:]

Um... hello? I'm not sure if anyone can see or hear this, and I'm not sure what's going on, but... I need some answers. Like where we are now. I'm Pyrrha Nikos, of Beacon Academy. [She pauses, considering what she wants to say next. Her voice grows stronger as she continues, too.] I demand to be released. I need to find my team—I'm not sure if they're here or not, but I need to find them. I was doing something important, too, so I apologize for being unable to stay.

[And for those on the Marsiva: Pyrrha's wandering around, though mostly keeping to herself. When she does approach people, though, she offers a subdued smile and a hello. She mostly wants to see if other people are doing okay, and also being kidnapped gives her something to focus on because people might? Need help. Also, she wants to get to know people.]

Comments

[combatready]

It is.... good to see you.

[ Hiccup. ]

Welcome to the Fleet.

[achillesheels]

[It... is relieving to see Penny in one piece here. That's something, at least, though she can't help the crushing feeling of guilt that comes with it.]

Thank... you. Have you been here... long...?

[Awkward at best, and her voice just keeps wavering a little.]

1/2

[combatready]

It has been several weeks since I was brought here and...

Fixed.

[combatready]

[ Penny figures Pyrrha is from After That. Her expression says it all.

But.... just in case. ]

Time acts very strangely here. Blake and Yang are both here, but they arrived from earlier in the tournament. Before... [ She trails off, looking off camera. ]

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[achillesheels]

I—I—

[Since it's coming up, and she needs to say this. She's sure it won't count for much, there's nothing that can make up for what she did...]

[achillesheels]

Penny, I'm—I apologize. I know it must not mean much, but—

[Oops, tears.]

It's the last thing that I wanted to do. There's no way that my words can even come close to making up for it.

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[combatready]

I-

[ Penny hurts, because she can see that Pyrrha is tearing herself apart ((ha)) over this. She knows Pyrrha didn't mean to do it.

But she also has that scene forever in her memory banks in full high-definition clarity. ]

[combatready]

I know you did not mean to do it.

[ That much was obvious even during the fact. As much as she was distracted by other sensations at the time. ]

You just... made an error. [ She doesn't know if that makes it better, honestly. Or if it even sounds better.

Penny doesn't have a lot of experience with these things.

She looks both lost and hurt, though. ]

[achillesheels]

[Even hearing that from Penny doesn't help much, when she takes in Penny's expression. She knows that it can't just be wiped away that easily.]

An error, yes, but an error I shouldn't have made.

[There were so many swords, though. Until there weren't. It threw her so off balance, she should've kept her cool—]