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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

[achillesheels]

Then... we'll have to find out more about the Atroma. [She wants to think there's something good going on somewhere, but after everything that happened in Vale, she knows what the reality of the situation could potentially be too.]

[fedupwithyourbull]

That's the goal, but they seem to be out of our reach. For now.

[Sorry, Pyrrha. Blake doesn't believe in good things happening.]

[achillesheels]

For now. We'll see, though.

Which ship are you on, Blake?

[fedupwithyourbull]

The...

[.... uuuuuuuugh, she has to say it out loud.]

... The "Wonderduck".

[achillesheels]

[That actually gets a smile, subdued as it is.]

The Wonderduck?

[fedupwithyourbull]

[goddamnit. even pyrrha nikos the actual goddamn saint is judging. why is this my life now. can we rename the ship.]

That's... what it's called, yes.

[achillesheels]

[Slight judging with a huge dose of hilarity though.]

That's not so bad.

[fedupwithyourbull]

I... have heard worse names.

[achillesheels]

Have you? Do tell.

[fedupwithyourbull]

[Don't say Schnee. Don't say White Fang.]

Atroma, for one.

[achillesheels]

Atroma does sound... different, but I've heard of weapons with equally odd names along that line as well.

[fedupwithyourbull]

"Drift Fleet", as well.

[achillesheels]

Drift Fleet isn't so bad, though.

[fedupwithyourbull]

Given the circumstances, I won't be defending it.

[achillesheels]

I wouldn't defend it either. I'm just saying that the name itself is far from the most unusual that I've heard.

[fedupwithyourbull]

... I guess so.

[she may be thinking about JNPR's weapons, but she has no room to judge.]