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driftfleet2016-06-01 09:08 am
takeabow) wrote in driftfleet2016-06-01 09:08 am
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mopingjay
Who: Nova & Friends/CR/passersby
Broadcast: None
Action: the First Breath and the Iskaulit gardens
When: Today
[ It's been days since anyone has last seen or heard from Nova, though her name is still on the ship register. Notably, Stiles' name is not. Any attempts to contact her via the comms have been hung up on or ignored. She hasn't even been out to the kitchen, let alone any of the other shared spaces on the First Breath. If a worried party were to come into her room uninvited, she wouldn't protest. Or move from staring at the wall, probably. There's evidence she's eaten, likely from packs of food squirreled away around her room, but the girl is not exactly thriving. She looks exhausted and frankly could use a shower.
At some point, she somehow makes her way over to the gardens on the Iskaulit. She craves the solace of the woods, but lacking that, this will have to do. She finds an out-of-the-way spot and sits, barefoot and in her pajamas, running the dirt through her fingers. Girl looks rough, is all. ]
Broadcast: None
Action: the First Breath and the Iskaulit gardens
When: Today
[ It's been days since anyone has last seen or heard from Nova, though her name is still on the ship register. Notably, Stiles' name is not. Any attempts to contact her via the comms have been hung up on or ignored. She hasn't even been out to the kitchen, let alone any of the other shared spaces on the First Breath. If a worried party were to come into her room uninvited, she wouldn't protest. Or move from staring at the wall, probably. There's evidence she's eaten, likely from packs of food squirreled away around her room, but the girl is not exactly thriving. She looks exhausted and frankly could use a shower.
At some point, she somehow makes her way over to the gardens on the Iskaulit. She craves the solace of the woods, but lacking that, this will have to do. She finds an out-of-the-way spot and sits, barefoot and in her pajamas, running the dirt through her fingers. Girl looks rough, is all. ]
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[He bows again, smiling a little himself as she begins to eat.]
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In the dungeon for the murders you were framed for? Or something?
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[He rubs his chin thoughtfully.]
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You know I only got like half of that, right?
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Yes the story does lose quite a bit in context. Let me sum up - when I was accused of my nephew's murder, I had no one on my side except one person who agreed to fight for me. Except he wasn't fighting for me, he was fighting to avenge the death of his sister, who just happened to be the man who was chosen to fight against me.
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