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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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...But, personally, it's the little things that impress me the most. The things they do for food is marvelous.
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But elsewhere, at the other places I've been... it's really quite incredible.
And not only the things that they've done with food itself, but the inventions. Refrigerators, things that cook a meal with the push of a button... entire little machines that are simply there to toast bread!
html...cries..
it strikes again
And there are freezers too, which actually keep it all frozen.
[he's quietly geeking out over this a little bit.]
unforgiving and unrelenting
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...And the mind-boggling thing is that it's done with electricity, which is essentially lightning in the walls.
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[a maybe somewhat wistful sigh.]
...However, just poking around where you're at might teach you a thing or two. The ships are all powered by electricity and... who knows what else.
Lightning running through wires all around you.
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Shame about the books though.
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[and that's how Clay was electrocuted.]
...Personally, the thought of lightning constantly living in the walls unsettled me for quite a long time.
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Really? I think it's fascinating. It's much quieter than I thought it'd be. [ You know, since it normally comes with thunder and all that. ]
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