video

[residu]

Who: Jihwan
Broadcast: Video
Action: Marsiva
When: now!!

[ Apologies to anyone who stumbles across this broadcast, especially if you've just eaten your lunch.

Why?

Because Jihwan is losing his. Good thing the Marsiva comes stocked with porcelain gods at which to worship at huh? Because after waking up and seeing space outside the giant main window, beelining it for the restroom is all Jihwan can think to do.

So enjoy the sounds of hurling everyone :Db you're welcome. He may be here for a while. ]

Comments

[spontaneouscombustion]

[She's just... gonna wait for those to subside a bit before responding.]

Aaaaare you okay?

[residu]

[ Oh god he's not expecting a voice. Jihwan hunches and tenses, but he assumes it's just someone else on this ship--he'll reply after he gags and hacks a little. ]

P...peachy.....

[spontaneouscombustion]

You sure?

[Because she's pretty sure "peachy" doesn't usually include vomiting.]

video;

[reek]

[ Maybe not the nicest response is this idiot smirking and clapping slowly. Sorry, Jihwan. He's like that. ]

I've never seen a man be seasick when not at sea. That's quite the accomplishment.

[residu]

[ Pinkie!! He was being wry. So now he's just going to be a grouch. ]

What do y-- [ uuuurgh, ] hhhh...y-you think???

[spontaneouscombustion]

Well I dunno, you SOUND like you're really sick but I can't see you yet and I don't know you that well?

Re: video;

[residu]

[ Wow!! What a dick how rude?? Jihwan again assumes there's someone behind him speaking, so when he turns and sees no one, he sort of stares. What. ]

Very fu--

????

[residu]

What do you mean you can't see me, you're right-- [ And Jihwan finally lifts his head to whip it back around and glare at whoever this girl is....only he's met with empty space. And no girl. ]

...there?

action;

[angelherding]

[of course she decides to wander out just as some stupid human decides to get sick nearby. Of course]

Wow, gross.

Re: action;

[residu]

[ It's no his fault okay?? He is having a hard time dealing with space and the fact that it is suddenly everywhere. He actually gurls a good two or three times before he groans unhappily, and coughs. ]

Th-then...go.....

[angelherding]

[if you were expecting even the slightest bit of pity I'm sorry, Meg doesn't do pity]

I'll still hear you.

[residu]

[ It's okay, Jihwan is not great at himself. HE'LL SURIVE. And also glance back over his shoulder to scowl at her. ]

Get earplugs.

text;

[winn]

[ oh, he feels this. he feels this so hard. at least he got to do his throwing up off camera.

he doesn't turn on video for a change, because well...clearly this guy is in no state to talk. he decides to just send in an encouraging text for when he's done. ]

if it's the space thing, from experience - it gets better.

[spontaneouscombustion]

[... Ah. He must not know about the voice box yet. Neither did she when she first came here, though.]

Oh yeah! I'm talking to you through the communicator thingy! It should be on you somewhere!

[angelherding]

Get a better constitution. [who gets sick in space, I mean really] Wanna tell me where I can find some, then?

Video

[helluva_pilot]

Whoa there big guy. Deep breaths. I know there's artificial gravity on the Marsiva and all, but it's still a bad idea to be barfing in space.

[residu]

[ Oh god he just had to mention artificial gravity--Jihwan practically hurls in response to think about it, shoulders hunching ever further. ]

[residu]

[ The guy to whom which space travel did not exist until just now!!!! ]

How should I know?! I'm-- [ ...busy hurling again, excuse him. ]

[residu]

Communicator...? [ What, like a cellphone?? Jihwan doesn't remember having it on him when he fell asleep, but... Give him a second and he'll notice a light in one of his pockets--so he moves to pull it out and nearly drops it when he realizes THIS IS NOT HIS PHONE and HOW DID THAT GET THERE. ]

text;

[residu]

[ It miiiight take him a while to get to this--but when he sees the message, Jihwan squints at the screen, nerves already beyond frazzled. ]

whos this

[angelherding]

[man humans have weak stomachs wtf]

Oh, you're something, alright.

[residu]

[ He has a trauma okay goshhhh ]

Just-- [ urgh ] L-leave me alone would you??

[angelherding]

But I'm bored and you're the only entertainment I have.

[your trauma is amusing, suck it up]

[residu]

You want me to puke on you next?? [ He will wobble his ass to you, hot lady ]

text;

[winn]

the ghost of christmas future

[ he couldn't help himself ]

someone who's been exactly where you are. my name's Winn. what's yours?