❧ 001 video;

[noprophecies]

Who: you!
Broadcast: video
Action: Marsiva
When: right now tbh

[when the screen turns on, there's nothing but blackness for a few minutes, followed by a string of very angry-sounding curses. There's the sound of fumbling before a woman's face comes into frame, and she squints at the camera before her eyebrows turn down in a scowl.

Someone is not happy]

If this is supposed to be some sort of joke, then I am not laughing. Though I find it rather cute that you seem to have made your walls fire-proof.

We shall see what else your bloody ship can stand up to. Return my damn weapons.

[that's it, that's all she has to say. With a huff, she fumbles and manages to end the feed]

Comments

[axiomed]

[ He racks his brain. ]

We have an augment - a piece of technology in our heads to help us with our respective duties.

[noprophecies]

In our—what?

[she reaches up to touch her head as if it'll be easy to find] I do not want some piece of bloody technology in my head!

[axiomed]

[ Dryly. ] Nobody does, but it can't be removed.

[noprophecies]

[nnngh. She looks uncomfortable before she looks away with a low growl. Don't get angry at him, it isn't his fault]

What duties are we meant to do, then?

[axiomed]

It varies. I'm in Communications. Erik's down at Engineering.

[noprophecies]

. . . I do not know what either of those things are.

[axiomed]

It means I encode the frequencies on the communicator. I make sure they work. Erik makes sure the ships are running.

[noprophecies]

Ah. [she frowns, considering that for a moment . . . oh] I am - tactical? How appropriate.

[axiomed]

The information to do your job comes from the augment. I'm not sure what tactical does, though.

[noprophecies]

I am support of some kind. [a shrug] Appropriate, given my work history.

[axiomed]

Your work history?

[noprophecies]

Mercenary, dear. I was hired as "support", in some sense.

[axiomed]

Ah, right. I don't think it'll be anything like that.

[noprophecies]

Then I am entirely useless and wasting my time here. How unsurprising.

[axiomed]

You don't know that.

[noprophecies]

We shall see. [she's already convinced, Miles]

. . . apologies. I am not in a happy mood, even if seeing you as greatly improved it.

[axiomed]

[ He shakes his head. ]

It's fine. I know hearing this kind of news always comes as a shock.

[noprophecies]

Let us just say that I am having a . . . shocking day overall. I was in a mood before they bloody kidnapped me.

[axiomed]

What were you doing before you came here?

[noprophecies]

. . . you do not want me to answer that, Miles.

And I certainly do not want to do it where every bloody person can see.

[axiomed]

I could lock this conversation. Or it can wait until we're face to face.

[noprophecies]

[. . . she's going to stew in her anger for a whole week if she doesn't at least talk about it.

After a moment she shrugs a shoulder]

Lock it.

[ video / private ]

[axiomed]

[ It doesn't take him long to encrypt the channel ]

It's done.

Re: [ video / private ]

[noprophecies]

Thank you, dear.

[her shoulders slump a little, a bit relaxed now that there's some semblance of privacy. She rubs a hand over her face before breathing out]

I do not even know how to explain it without it sounding utterly ridiculous. But to put it simply, I - we have been lied to for the past . . . year? Or more? Going to that other place has messed with my sense of time. I found out the truth earlier today.

Re: [ video / private ]

[axiomed]

Lied to about what?