into the distance a ribbon of black

[kickingand]

Who: Dean Winchester (AU) & anyone willing to put up with him
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: the marsiva if anyone wants!
When: RIGHT NOW

[ There is something to be said for the few seconds before truly waking up, when everything is fuzzy and safe and nothing matters as much as it did the night before. But that moment tends to get shot in the foot pretty damn fast, especially when Dean is prone to waking up with a rush of adrenaline. Made infinitely worse by the realization that a) he does not know where he is and b) the automatic grab for the weaponry usually confined to his body results in nothing. Nada. His pistol is nowhere to be found, the blade in his jacket is missing, and no amount of grappling about solves that problem. And while he finds the comm device it only annoys him further because it's not his damn gun.

Which is right around the instant Dean shoves himself off the bed and shouts near as loud as he can manage- ] The hell is this! [ Followed with some more grumbling. ] Be better if I asked which Hell is this.. swear to God, this shit never gets any better.

[ It’s too echoey, too sterile, and the immediate need for answers is almost overpowering. He doesn’t give two shits about looking himself over, pushes aside thoughts of the last image that flashes across his mind, and instead gives one more look around the bed he woke in to try and find his weaponry because fuck this shit. Why he’s unarmed is of particular concern and a vast amount of silent panic, but he doesn’t want to stand here and leave himself open to anything either. Which implies moving, something that takes only another second to decide upon.

Not that he’s going to be going far…

No, after a brief stint of stealthy meandering, Dean manages to find himself striding down towards the medical wing because why the hell not. Where it’s near impossible to resist the urge to start rifling through just about everything he can get his hands on. Because Dean Winchester is a Class Act. And because living through the apocalypse tends to make one appreciate medical supplies, especially when you're inclined to... start shit. ]

Comments

[kickingand]

Apparently you're one of the few. [ -- though, that's mumbled entirely under his breath. ]

I should just be glad we stop at all.

[universal_charm]

Logically speaking we have to. Whatever Atroma might be, feeding as many people as it has captured takes a lot of resources, and even in clear space things can go wrong on the ships. We need to stop regularly to take on supplies and do maintenance.

[kickingand]

And here I thought they'd pack enough astronaut ice cream to last forever. [ Such sarcasm. But he does have a legitimate thing to say: ]

You sound like you've done this before.

[universal_charm]

I'm the captain of a star ship back home - U.S.S. Enterprise. So yeah, I've done this a few times before.

_{[ He chuckles and smiles a bit. ]}

[kickingand]

[ That... sounds kind of familiar. In a weird way.

-- But y'know, he's just going to leave it alone. Because there's books out there that were written about his life and he sort of knows how much that rocks your world. ]

Maybe without the kidnapping?

[universal_charm]

Yes, definitely with less kidnapping - and no nonconcensual surgery. We're considerate like that.

[kickingand]

Somebody should be. Pretty sure there's standards for these things.

[universal_charm]

There are in Star Fleet anyways. Not so across the galaxy - as so evidenced. I am surprised no ones hunted this fleet down for being unlawful.

[kickingand]

No reason to shut down good TV.

[universal_charm]

If it is TV.

_{[ Think about that for a bit, yeah? ]}

[kickingand]

[ such a long suffering sigh. ]

Yeah, I get it. I'm not saying it is either, just figured i'd go with the flow.

[universal_charm]

To be honest, it's as likely a theory as anything. Considering we don't know much of anything, we can't exactly rule it out either. I don't think it's the most likely, personally, but it's on the list somewhere.

_{[ He gives a sigh and a shrug. ]}

[kickingand]

Do you think we're actually being broadcast, then? Or you still in the camp where we're being taken for a ride.

[universal_charm]

I don't know that we're being broadcast to an audience. I think we have to be being monitored at the least, but I don't think it's for mere entertainment.

[kickingand]

They just like us that much, huh.

[universal_charm]

Someone out there does. Maybe someday we figure out who.

[kickingand]

And in the meantime, sit tight and buck up.

[universal_charm]

That's about it, unfortunately. I wish it wasn't, but without any good information the only thing we can basically guarantee is hurting ourselves.

[kickingand]

Nothing a little time won't heal.

[universal_charm]

Heh, hopefully so.

I just hate waiting games, personally. I'm literally the worst at them.

[kickingand]

Yeah, you and me both. Patience ain't exactly my specialty.

[universal_charm]

I've taken to considering this a prolonged learning experience in that area.