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

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. ]

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You're live, Your... Majesty?

[ It takes her a handful of seconds to realize someone is talking to her and about another handful to realize where this person is. Once she does though, she sighs and strides over to the panel, forcing a sheepish smile to her face. ]

My apologies. I didn't realize. Thank you for the warning.

No need to apologize. I think I can see you across the room; if you'd like I can come over and show you how to use the panel?

I know how to use the technology here.

[ A strange statement from one dressed like a fairytale king, that one. But she does turn to scan the room, spots the other half of this conversation, and gives him a small wave from where she's standing. She makes no move to join him though. ]

You'll find that they occasionally have minds of their own here.

I... suppose that makes sense, if we're being recorded and broadcast. So you're a ... recurring guest star?

I was among the first to awaken here, but seemed to have been pulled about a month ago. I've not been on the Marsiva before.

[Nel channel-surfs a lot now. and on one certain trip through the signals, he catches sight of a face that he hasn't seen in a while. ...and it doesn't exactly dawn on him that he hasn't seen her in a while until right then.]

Oh-- hey!

[sitting up straight, leaning closer to the screen.]

Wow, what are you all dressed up for?

How does it compare to the other ships?

There are lots of ways: it's larger, cleaner, far better stocked... The other ships are much smaller and supplies depends largely on who is in your crew and what their augments are.

But assignments are... arbitrary? Or is "shuffle" a misleading term?

[ See, this is what she wasn't ready for, but since the news is out, it'd be rude to pretend she isn't who she is. Besides that, it's Nel and she has missed him, despite her inner embarrassment about what happened between them the last time they spent an extended amount of time alone together. ]

Nel... are you doing well?

No, that is correct. It is a random — or seemingly random — process. You may request to move once you are assigned and information on the current crews is available if you dig around enough, but it's very likely that your assigned ship will not have all the necessary components of a typical crew.

[at least he's not acting one bit different. despite their last encounter, despite her being mysteriously absent for weeks, he picks up exactly where he left off. like they'd just spoken yesterday.]

Uh-huh. ...Man, where'd you get a crown?

[ It is certainly comforting, in a way, but she almost thinks she would rather be confronted with that rather than with the questions he's asking. She really should have taken off the crown at least if she wanted to avoid this sort of situation. Unfortunately, she didn't really know where to put it since she knows the Marsiva arrangement isn't permanent and she didn't want to risk losing it. ]

Ah... well... it's mine. From home.

Yours?

[c'mon Nel. this isn't hard.]

What do you mean?

[ Nel, pls. ]

...After I left Court, much happened in my universe and those events led to my ascension to the throne of my home country.

[he absorbs like three of those words, but they're at least the important ones.]

...Throne??

[ Damn. No luck, Cecil. ]

...Y-Yes.

Like... a princess??

[can you hear his little mind exploding?]

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[ It is a bit distressing, definitely. ]

...Like a queen.

Like... winning at Court?

[kaboom!]

[ NEL, HOW DID YOU LIVE SO LONG BEING THIS WAY?? ]

No. I didn't win at Court. The queen of my kingdom where I am from was murdered and war broke out. After the war, the noble council made me her replacement.

As to why they chose me, when I am not of noble birth, I'm still not entirely sure.

[THE ANSWER TO THAT QUESTION IS: BARELY.]

So you're... really a queen?

[ Sob, oh, Nel. ]

Yes, I really am. I was... hoping to keep it a secret from most people here, but that obviously wasn't meant to be as far as Atroma is concerned.

[give him a minute to silently just... process this.

...

...and yes the big thought running through his mind right now is OH GODS I SLEPT WITH A QUEEN.]

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