004. ☾ Re-Intro { Accidental Video / Action }

[proteusmoon]

Who: Cecil Harvey and you
Broadcast: Fleet wide video
Action: Marsiva
When: 1/29

[ There is little more jarring than being suddenly snatched from your home, dropped into a new potentially highly dangerous universe with a bunch of strangers, going to sleep one night only to wake up a month later in a completely different place than you fell asleep.

Honestly, Cecil has no idea what she's been doing for the last month, but she likes to imagine she went home, even if she can't remember anything. Needless to say though, she's not happy to have been moved and her mood is making her feel pretty anti-social until she can clear her head. The sterile smell lingering on the Marsiva doesn't help much with that though.

It's a good thing Atroma clearly has other plans, right? The network panel nearest to her is broadcasting her little brooding session as she stares out a viewport at the stars, dressed in the red and ivory finery of her kingdom — mantle, crown, and all — completely still and silent, unaware her return is currently being announced regardless of how she feels about it. ]

Comments

[aberrant_type]

I'm not sure. I haven't asked around so much about what others got. It'd be something to work on.

[proteusmoon]

If there is in fact a pattern, I believe that would be rather telling as to what might be in store for us in the near future.

[aberrant_type]

Just for that, it might be worthwhile trying to find one.

[proteusmoon]

Once I'm sorted to a ship, I'll help you and see if we can't put the pieces together.

[aberrant_type]

We're five for five on the Red Fish at the moment. But we'll see each other on waystations and so on.

[proteusmoon]

I know.

[aberrant_type]

Is that all right?

[proteusmoon]

[ She can tell Hange is getting at something with that question— probably wasn't fooled at all by her forcibly cheerful response earlier. She treads carefully. ]

Why wouldn't it be?

[aberrant_type]

I know you've had troubles with your crew before.

[Hange sounds exceedingly mellow.]

[proteusmoon]

So have you, if I recall correctly.

What is done is done, Hange. There is no reason to dwell.

[aberrant_type]

Things have improved since then, actually.

A word of advice for Zhas...

[proteusmoon]

And I am no longer part of your crew, so while I am glad to hear that, it does not concern me. I have no intention of speaking to him.

[aberrant_type]

Well. In the future if you decide to... just go slow. He's pretty set in his ways, as I know you saw.

[proteusmoon]

[ Okay, fair, but... ]

...He hasn't told you... has he?

[aberrant_type]

Possibly? Please, be more specific.

[proteusmoon]

That I look uncannily like his master?

[aberrant_type]

He did not.

I wouldn't blame you for not bothering, but I expect he'll get over that a bit given time.

[proteusmoon]

Perhaps. Perhaps not. His memories have also been tampered with.

[aberrant_type]

Well, if you want nothing to do with it, it's all theoretical... but I still think it's just best to give him time. Don't press him to open up too much.

Hopefully, your new crew will be better suited to work with you anyway.

[proteusmoon]

Yes, well... Good day, Hange.

[aberrant_type]

I'll be in touch.