driftfleet

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.]

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Yeah, it's not exactly something you can really prepare yourself for. But, I mean, hey, at least we're in outer space right? That's kind of cool.

[Yang is trying her best to help Pyrrha find some fragment of silver lining. Yang took the whole surprise of being in space with her typical go-with-the-flow optimism, but she's seen enough newcomers now to know that her reaction was more atypical than most.]

Outer space is kind of cool. It's... certainly different from where we were before.

[She appreciates what Yang's trying to do, considering everything that's happened lately.]

Which ship are you on?

I'm the security officer on the Bishop. I'm guessing Blake already told you about the ship assignments and crew roles and stuff, right?

Also, about back home... {She rubs the back of her neck, knowing this potentially sounds crazy.] it's possible that I'm not from the same, uh... "time period" that you are.

... As I am finding out. [Her expression only sinks again, remembering the events that had really only happened maybe a couple of hours ago at most.]

It's odd that they are capable of doing such a thing.

Well, after this whole inter-galactic space travel business, I guess it's not really so surprising.

Not entirely.

Nora would adore this if she were here. She may not be happy with the situation with the Atroma, but she would thrive on something like a reality show.

[Yang can't help but laugh at that. Pyrrha pretty much hit the nail on the head there.]

Not to mention, she'd probably be flipping her lid about being able to travel through space.

Ren would have his work cut out for him. Jaune would probably be terrified.

[And it makes her miss them. :(]

[That gets a snort and another round of giggles from Yang.]

Jaune totally would. Ren would probably adjust to it all pretty quickly. He's always seems to be pretty level headed.

He probably had the most level head of us all. I feel like he had to be, considering Nora's personality.

It's kind of funny that they've stayed close friends for so long, with the way their personalities clash. I guess that makes them good compliments to each other though.

Kind of like you and Juane.

[Yang's going for a wink, wink nudge, nudge here. Not knowing the emotional landmine she may have just stepped on.]

[She visibly stiffens at the mention of Jaune, because of two reasons. 1) Was it really that obvious she liked Jaune and 2) the last thing she remembers is kissing him and shoving him in a locker.

So whatever smile she had seems a little more forced now.]

W-What do you mean? Jaune and I aren't that different.

[Even though they are, but it's Pyrrha. She wouldn't just come out and say that because she's way too modest normally.]

[Yang easily catches that change in Pyrrha's posture, attributing it to reason 1, however, as she has no idea reason 2 currently exists.]

[She lets out a soft chuckle at Pyrrha's reaction. The two of them really were cute, the way they kept dancing around each other.]

You mean besides a basic level of coordination and social grace?

[Not that she's trying to be too hard on Juane here, but... yeah, by comparison, the two were practically opposite poles in both categories.]

Well—he's working on that. He's improved a lot!

[He's trying and that's really important to her, okay.]

Yeah, you're not wrong, though I think he has you to think for it.

Maybe, but—it's just because I want to help him.

I know.

[She smiles.]

Hey, there's actually something I've been wanting to ask you about, about team JNPR.

What about it?

[She smiles knowingly, giving Pyrrha a very sly look.]

You guys totally coordinated that dance number at the Vityl Festival ball, didn't you?

... So what if we did! It was just... something fun...

[Yang can't help but Pyrrha's response. It was exactly what she was hoping for.]

I knew it! There was no way that whole routine was spontaneous.

[After a bit more laughing, Yang catches her breath.]

You guys were rather impressive though. I mean, it actually distracted from the whole Juane suddenly changing into a dress thing. Actually, why did he do that?

It's... something he said he'd do for me if I wasn't able to get a date. A bet for himself, of sorts, because he didn't think I was right about how difficult it'd be to get a date.

[Also, she wanted Jaune and Jaune wanted Weiss, and she was stepping aside for letting whatever happened, happen.]

Wait... he bet that you wouldn't be able to find a date?

[Yang starts putting together the pieces of what happened.]

And you didn't show up with one because-

and he didn't think of that because-

Oh my god... what an idiot...

[Honestly, she doesn't know whether to laugh or cry about this. She settles instead on a facepalm.]

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