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driftfleet2015-01-20 11:14 am
magiktouch) wrote in driftfleet2015-01-20 11:14 am
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Who: Clay
Broadcast: Video, fleet-wide
Action: The Marsiva!
When: Jan 20th
[ It's odd waking up, mostly because Clay doesn't actually do it all that often. In fact he's fairly certain to date he's only ever woken up proper twice before now, and he doesn't recall having run out of power. He's actually doing quite well with that, but as he pushes himself up in bed he still reaches up unconsciously to lay a have over his chest to feel the warm thrum of the core within. Everything appears to be normal.
Everything but his surroundings anyway because those don't make any sense either now that he's starting to pay attention to them. Clay runs a hands through his hair out of reflex (he'd check for bumps or bruises if he thought he was capable of having them), takes a moment to let his lips purse at one side of his mouth, and then stands with a clap. ]
Guess I should see if anyone's home. [ Because he figures he must have been collected again somehow. Funny how that always seems to keep happening. ]
Hello~? [ Come out come out wherever you are... While he starts inspecting literally everything and anything he can get his curious hands on. ]
Broadcast: Video, fleet-wide
Action: The Marsiva!
When: Jan 20th
[ It's odd waking up, mostly because Clay doesn't actually do it all that often. In fact he's fairly certain to date he's only ever woken up proper twice before now, and he doesn't recall having run out of power. He's actually doing quite well with that, but as he pushes himself up in bed he still reaches up unconsciously to lay a have over his chest to feel the warm thrum of the core within. Everything appears to be normal.
Everything but his surroundings anyway because those don't make any sense either now that he's starting to pay attention to them. Clay runs a hands through his hair out of reflex (he'd check for bumps or bruises if he thought he was capable of having them), takes a moment to let his lips purse at one side of his mouth, and then stands with a clap. ]
Guess I should see if anyone's home. [ Because he figures he must have been collected again somehow. Funny how that always seems to keep happening. ]
Hello~? [ Come out come out wherever you are... While he starts inspecting literally everything and anything he can get his curious hands on. ]
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Transporter...? [ Thaaat one's not in his augment, he'll need a little help because all he's thinking of here is a horse cart or carriage, or some other wheel-driven device. ]
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A portal? Like a door, or even a podium or...mirror? It could look like anything here.
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[ Places like this have had guns in the past, she remembers. She remembers. ]
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I'm sure it will be fine! But...if they don't want us to leave, then it's good to take a care when looking for a way out.
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