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Who: Yuri Kozukata & you!
Broadcast: Fleet-wide video
Action: The Marsiva if there's anyone even around for that
When: now right now

[here's a clattering noise when everything turns on as Yuri wakes slowly at first, only to realize this isn't her bed in Hisoka's house and sits up to send everything flying. Her device skids across the floor and Yuri sits stock-still for a few long moments, taking everything in.

She climbs out of bed and picks the device up, staring at it incomprehensibly for a moment before something else seems to catch her attention and she looks off.] Hi...soka...? [okay but what the fuck actually tho. This is clearly not Hisoka's home, nor the Shadowspring. It didn't feel like she'd gotten sucked into someone's memories.

She looks at the device again, her expression trying to stay carefully neutral despite the corners of her mouth turning down and the furrowed brow indicating clear confusion. There's a certain haunted quality about her face, like someone who hadn't quite decided yet if living or dying was a better option. She looks away again and starts walking]

This isn't Japan, is it? Where...? [She mutters to herself as she wanders along, looking suspicious and concerned in equal measure because the further she goes, the more questions she has] The Camera Obscura isn't here either. [So she's in a really weird place with no weapon-- granted, said weapon was only good against dead people, but still.

Everything's quiet again until she finds the huge observation windows, where she drops her device in shock.] What--!? [Oh look, actual emotion!

She inches forward and knocks experimentally on the glass and then jumps back as it becomes clear it's not just a painting or something. Yuri whirls around and grabs the device from where it's fallen, trying to keep herself together despite the rising urge to freak the fuck out]

Where am I? [She speaks into the device this time, trying to keep the panic out of her voice] I can't really be expected to believe I was kidnapped by-- by aliens, can I? Where is Hisoka, and Miu-san and the others?

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Marsiva? [Her tone is a little incredulous, as if she's saying, 'is that suppose to mean something to me?' before she realizes it must be the name of the ship she's on. Or something.]

But how-- Why did-- [She stops and starts a few questions, having honestly no idea where to even start. First things first, she supposes.]

Is there a place I can check? A list of names, or something?

The ship you're on right now. You'll have a new one in a few days.

[The how of it still eludes him. The why though:] It seems we're to be someone's entertainment. [There is no small amount of bitterness in that one word.]

I don't know. But if they were here, then I'd imagine they would respond to this.

Why would I have a new one? [Not that she's keen on staying on this one to begin with, but that's suspicious in its own right.]

Entertainment. Right, of course. [Yuri closes her eyes and shakes her head] But whose?

[And that's..a. good point. She hasn't heard anything from anyone familiar, and that just makes her shoulders slump more.] Why me... [A question aimed more at herself than for Jon to try and answer.]

I don't know why, but I'd advise being careful about where you step in the next few days--you might suddenly find yourself on your new ship whilst walking. [As he did, much to his embarrassment.]

Not ours, certainly. But who's watching us, no one seems to have found out yet. Just that there is.

[A tired shrug.] Our captors must've thought you were entertaining enough to pull here. I don't know what they consider as "entertaining", but whatever it is, it doesn't seem very consistent.

[Yuri's quiet again for a long moment before sighing deeply and running a hand trough her hair.] ...Thank you. For trying to help me out, I mean. I'm... sorry. [For, what? Freaking out? Not wanting to believe any of this craziness??

After another moment she bows a little, trying to be polite despite the circumstance and her own frayed nerves] I'm Kozukata Yuri. [And then, because she realizes that Jon here looks pretty Western to her, she adds:] Yuri is my given name. Sorry, it might take me a little bit to get used to introducing myself the other way around...

You've nothing to apologize for, my--Yuri. [My lady nearly slips out on reflex, but Jon manages to cut it off before it leaves entirely. He's not sure Yuri might appreciate the custom.] I'm Jon Snow.

[Instead of a bow, he gives her a little nod in acknowledgment, and tries for a reassuring smile. It's--not actually v reassuring, but at least he's trying, right?]

Pleased to meet you, Snow-san. [Unlike Jon, Yuri can't help the automatic use of the honorific, and she tilts her head curiously wondering what he'd originally been about t osay.

Ah, ell. He did indeed try. She looks vaguely amused.]

How long have you been here...?

It's Jon. [he corrects her gently, a corner of his lips twitching upwards.] And it's a pleasure to meet you as well.

Four moons--months, I believe. [Man, this guy talks weird.] Long enough to have learned a few things in my time here. What else do you want to know about this place? I may be able to help.

[She hesitates a moment.] Jon-san, then? Or-- Well, if you prefer just 'Jon'... [She supposes the usual politeness can be waylaid in circumstances like this.

He's been here for months though? Yuri frowns and thinks over this and the unfortunate implication that she may be here just as long or longer.] ...Thanks, I'm sure I'll have a lot of questions later, but... For now it's just trying to-- [she cuts herself off not sure how to explain, before sighing deeply and making a helpless gesture] It's a lot to take in. I want to go home.

[Yuri runs a hand through her hair and reconsiders that.] ...Mm, that was a bit childish to say...

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