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driftfleet2016-04-04 08:42 pm
theoniongirl) wrote in driftfleet2016-04-04 08:42 pm
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2nd Fairytale
Who: Jilly Coppercorn
Broadcast: A little bit of everything
Action: Blue Fish and Iskaulit
When: Mid-afternoon
|Network - Voice Only|
[Sometime mid-afternoon, the network picks up an accidental broadcast as Jilly stirs after a very long week.
It sounds almost like static at first, sheets rustling as she pushes them off, followed by a hoarse question that was probably just meant to be her talking to herself.]
…Just how long did I sleep?
|Network - Raylene - Locked|
[She's feeling pretty shaky after being off her feet so long, but a meal and about five glasses of water have her at least feeling human again. And there's plenty to catch up on, too... her crew. the planet. the sudden rush of new memories confusingly nestled in with her life in Newford. But when she does take a moment for herself again, she knows what she has to do.]
Raylene?
[it's tentative at first, but then slightly firmer as she gathers her determination (if not her confidence)] Can we talk?
|Network/Action - Blue Fish - Open|
[your resident painter and cook is back in action, Blue Fish! She missed you guys. Feel free to run into her in the kitchen for most of the day, though she'll be doing more eating and resting than cooking as she recovers from that ridiculously long nap]
We...have shuttles, right? How does that work? [there's something she needs to do.]
|Action - Iskaulit - Open|
[That night, Jilly makes her way to the Iskaulit for the first time since she'd arrived at the fleet. Between working and all of the options on the past waystation, she hadn't really been driven to find the Fleet's local bars. And it's not a drink she's looking for, now. She has a demon to find...though she'll be happy enough to say hi to any other friendly faces while she looks for Crowley.]
Broadcast: A little bit of everything
Action: Blue Fish and Iskaulit
When: Mid-afternoon
|Network - Voice Only|
[Sometime mid-afternoon, the network picks up an accidental broadcast as Jilly stirs after a very long week.
It sounds almost like static at first, sheets rustling as she pushes them off, followed by a hoarse question that was probably just meant to be her talking to herself.]
…Just how long did I sleep?
|Network - Raylene - Locked|
[She's feeling pretty shaky after being off her feet so long, but a meal and about five glasses of water have her at least feeling human again. And there's plenty to catch up on, too... her crew. the planet. the sudden rush of new memories confusingly nestled in with her life in Newford. But when she does take a moment for herself again, she knows what she has to do.]
Raylene?
[it's tentative at first, but then slightly firmer as she gathers her determination (if not her confidence)] Can we talk?
|Network/Action - Blue Fish - Open|
[your resident painter and cook is back in action, Blue Fish! She missed you guys. Feel free to run into her in the kitchen for most of the day, though she'll be doing more eating and resting than cooking as she recovers from that ridiculously long nap]
We...have shuttles, right? How does that work? [there's something she needs to do.]
|Action - Iskaulit - Open|
[That night, Jilly makes her way to the Iskaulit for the first time since she'd arrived at the fleet. Between working and all of the options on the past waystation, she hadn't really been driven to find the Fleet's local bars. And it's not a drink she's looking for, now. She has a demon to find...though she'll be happy enough to say hi to any other friendly faces while she looks for Crowley.]
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[There's a slight pause as he figures out how to say it, leaning against the counter as he does so and looking at the floor]
I don't have siblings, but I do have family in a sense. [As close as he can get to one, anyway] And there's one...he did a lot wrong. Things that really pissed me off. Some of them still piss me off.
Well...near the end of things, he tried to reach out. He tried to show that he did care about me, despite everything that happened. And I remember it...really made me angry. Too little, too late- you know? Who was he to act all sentimental when he had spent years shoving me away? He had left a message on my golem, and I had half the mind to delete it. Try to forget that he ever meant anything.
[He lets out a sigh and pushes a lock of hair behind his ear] ...That was over seven years ago. The message is still on Tim, and I even listen to it sometimes. Yes, there are things I'm still pissed about, but...there are things now that I appreciate. The things he did try to do for me, the things he taught me that I use today. I know that I wouldn't have made it this far without him.
[He looks over at Jilly]
So...I don't know you and your sister's history, but I'm very sure there's no way you did anything as bad as him. So if there's hope for that bastard not to be hated by me...
[He offers a smile]
Just give it a try. She might be pissed, but it's always better to try and deal with her anger than not try at all.
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[at first, that's all she can manage. So much echoed Ray's words during their emotional confrontation.
"Who do you think you are?"
Hearing it from Allen, this way...it hurt and soothed at the same time.]
Maybe she'll feel the same.
[she manages a half-smile] Who knows? Maybe it won't even take seven years.
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[So. Yeah. Much more a severe of a situation going on there.]
Still, I'll wish you luck, okay?