inquisitor's path 1: well, shit

[dawnwillcome]

Who: Jove Lavellan
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: the marsiva
When: right now!!


Well.

[It's half breathless, half amused, and said with something of a strained grin. Why does weird shit keep happening to her. At least this time when she's waking up there's no chains around her wrists or incredibly intimidating women shouting questions at her. Her hand aches dimly, but it's nowhere near as bad as she's used to. She must be very far from home if she can't feel any rifts nearby.]

Could someone tell me what year it is? One moment you're jumping through a magical mirror and now here I am in... whatever this is.

I'm fairly certain it's not the Fade and I don't feel particularly dead.

[And then, more quietly,]

Cassandra is going to kill me.

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video;

[parricida]

Indeed, I'm sure. And perhaps you'll find a way home in only a few weeks, hm?

video;

[dawnwillcome]

It's possible, but I know better than to hold my breath waiting for something like that.

[In an attempt to break the somber mood this has fallen into, Jove smiles and shakes her head.]

But here I've gone on about my own people long enough. Would you tell me of yours now?

video;

[parricida]

Surely. Do you wish to know something in particular? In general . . . Cardassians are a pragmatic people-- our devotion is to the State, not the individual-- and yet somehow manage to create the most wonderful and beautiful architecture.