video ; action (on the wonderduck)

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Who: Octavia Blake
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: Wonderduck
When: Afternoon of the 21st

[It's been a few days since she went unconscious for no good reason, but when she wakes up, Octavia has no real grasp on the concept of time thanks to a three month trip back home. Somehow.

The process goes from slow to alarmingly fast quicker than she could draw her sword. She shoots up in bed, not realizing she's in the med bay on her ship, eyes darting around like a cornered animal.]

Lincoln?! [Of course her comm is on the table beside the bed recording every moment.

Octavia all but leaps off the cot, blanket falling away to reveal a new tattoo on her arm going part way up her neck. It only takes a moment for the blood to rush to her head, forcing her to sit back down with more force than she cares for. She places a hand to her head as all of it-- the fleet and home-- come rushing back.]

Dammit! [She lashes out, she needs to, kicking at the table beside her, giving the broadcast a shaky view before it settles to show her sitting on the bed with her head in her hands. Now she knows it's on.]

Dammit. How long was I out?

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Video -> Action

[digthefuzz]

Got it. Delivery in half an hour or less, or your order's for free! [He says that in imitation of an all too cheery delivery guy. So what if she doesn't get the reference.

But sure enough, he hangs up and heads over to the Wonderduck at around the indicated time. He's managed to save some slice of pizza from the Starlight carries that tin foiled package in one hand as he goes to knock on a wall.]

...Anybody home?

Action

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[Her voice comes from the hatch by his feet, but while muffled, it's audible.]

You'll have to come down and check! [When he does make his way down, Octavia's sitting on her bed, flipping through stuff on her comm, only looking up when he's closed the hatch behind him. She grins, clearly happy to see him.]

Whatcha got for me?

Action

[digthefuzz]

[Kurt makes his way down and takes a moment to look around the place. He is happy to see her as well, if still confused by the apparent changes, but he still manages a joking bow.]

I come bearing a delicacy from my homeworld! [Then he straightens himself up and holds up the tin foiled slices.] Cold pizza!

Action

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[The ladder's in the corner of her room, so the first thing he'll see when he turns around is her sitting on her bed, leaning against the wall. At the mention of food (anything would work), she tosses the comm aside and hops up, crossing the room in a few strides.

Octavia stops in front of him and looks into his eyes before grabbing the slices from him and retreating back to her bed.]

Sounds great. [Her grin is very self satisfied, since he is now foodless. He'll have to ask very nicely.

There's also a desk chair for him to sit on.]

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[digthefuzz]

Whoa! You must really have an appetite...! [He looks on in surprise as she snatches all the pizzas. He's not necessarily hungry, though, so he's not sure if he'll try to reclaim one of them. Rather, he just sits himself down in that desk chair, with the laziest posture as he faces her.]

So, uh, hey.