pain_train (
pain_train) wrote in
driftfleet2016-05-29 07:06 pm
Entry tags:
(no subject)
Who: Wrath
Broadcast: Video broadcast to the fleet
Action: On the Iskaulit, near Wrath's mural, or later on the Windrose
When: May 30
[Wrath's just finished another part of her mural; it's visible behind her, the rolling fields and the starscape blending together somehow. For those her know her, she seems a bit more sober than normal, more thoughtful, pink hair and all. But this is something she's been thinking about for a while, as she's begun to unwind and consider things in a nominally safer environment.]
Hi everyone. This is lieutenant Wrath, of the Windrose. And...
I think there are a lot of people around like me. Soldiers and former soldiers, I mean. Active duty or discharged with honors or turfed out on medical, it doesn't matter. We were all soldiers and... we still are, maybe, because it's not something that just goes away with the uniform.
I think it would be good for us to talk some time. Just casual stuff. Maybe meet up on the Iskaulit for beer or coffee or hot chocolate for people who can't have alcohol or caffeine. [Like her.] Because... there are things about our lives that no one but us, but people like us, can really understand. And it's important to have someone who understands you, and what it's like to be in the shit, and what it's like to have your squad at your back.
Also, I just finished this phase of my mural, and I think next I want to do something that's for... us. Because we have people we should remember, and things we shouldn't forget. So I'm going to start working on the concept sketches for the next big panel, and I'd like to hear feedback and ideas from my fellow soldiers.
And everyone else, this doesn't mean that you're less special, or the rest of the mural is any less for you, or you're not allowed. I still care about all of you, too.
[But. It's not the same. She's not really sure how to put it, though, so she gives the camera a firm nod, and ends the video.]
Broadcast: Video broadcast to the fleet
Action: On the Iskaulit, near Wrath's mural, or later on the Windrose
When: May 30
[Wrath's just finished another part of her mural; it's visible behind her, the rolling fields and the starscape blending together somehow. For those her know her, she seems a bit more sober than normal, more thoughtful, pink hair and all. But this is something she's been thinking about for a while, as she's begun to unwind and consider things in a nominally safer environment.]
Hi everyone. This is lieutenant Wrath, of the Windrose. And...
I think there are a lot of people around like me. Soldiers and former soldiers, I mean. Active duty or discharged with honors or turfed out on medical, it doesn't matter. We were all soldiers and... we still are, maybe, because it's not something that just goes away with the uniform.
I think it would be good for us to talk some time. Just casual stuff. Maybe meet up on the Iskaulit for beer or coffee or hot chocolate for people who can't have alcohol or caffeine. [Like her.] Because... there are things about our lives that no one but us, but people like us, can really understand. And it's important to have someone who understands you, and what it's like to be in the shit, and what it's like to have your squad at your back.
Also, I just finished this phase of my mural, and I think next I want to do something that's for... us. Because we have people we should remember, and things we shouldn't forget. So I'm going to start working on the concept sketches for the next big panel, and I'd like to hear feedback and ideas from my fellow soldiers.
And everyone else, this doesn't mean that you're less special, or the rest of the mural is any less for you, or you're not allowed. I still care about all of you, too.
[But. It's not the same. She's not really sure how to put it, though, so she gives the camera a firm nod, and ends the video.]

text; anonymous
text; anonymous
text; anonymous
text; anonymous
theres a lot of us ?
text; anonymous
text; encrypted
my partners here too but he wont say anything here i dont think
nine
text; encrypted
[She won't ask this person's name or their partner's. They'll tell her if they feel okay doing it.]
text; encrypted
it was hard when he was gone
[which is a monumental understatement, but it's pretty much the first time he's attempted to put actual words to that thought at all, so it's probably some sort of progress.]
and whats that mural
text; encrypted
[She wishes Maine would show up. It's hard, without him.]
i started painting it once we had the iskaulit because i wanted there to be a memorial for the nunnilis and then i just kept adding to it
text; encrypted
[--that bit about being for the soldiers. not that he has any ideas or anything...]
text; encrypted
text; encrypted
text; encrypted
text; encrypted
for someone
text; encrypted
text; encrypted
[and give him a moment to get up the nerve to actually ask, since this whole thing is kind of on the extreme edge of his usual social interaction limits already.]
something small maybe in a corner or something
a woman in a red dress
?
text; encrypted
text; encrypted
[a pause...]
if thats ok
Re: text; encrypted