001 greendream | video & action

[greensights]

Who: Jojen Reed & you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: 7/3

[ The feed starts when deep green eyes open, they don't open to feel relieved or rested - they open with the same dark circles under them that Jojen Reed has had for far too long. The boy may have been asleep but he did not rest. In all honesty, he can't remember closing his eyes. It doesn't make him nervous, or at least it doesn't seem to, however. He's used to being so worn thin that blinking turns to rest. What the thirteen year old isn't used to is awakening in a room so odd looking, and on a bed he'd consider far more comfortable than any he's been on in a while.

The chill that reaches down and wraps around his bones is not one he is unused to either, but the coldness of the floor on his bare feet etches a languid frown in his features when they find the floor. He doesn't move for a long moment, simply observing his surroundings. ]

Meera? Bran?

[ His voice is quiet and cautious, almost like he doesn't actually want anyone to hear him. He isn't to die, not yet. Instead of pulling himself off the bunk, the boy glances down to the floor, observing its craftsmanship oddly but curious. Fear tinges somewhere deep under his skin, but he pushes it back, and instead reaches for his shoes - discarded by someone other than him - next to his bed. If he is going to be caught off-guard, he will not be doing it barefoot with the possibility of having to leave his shoes behind and trudge through snow again.

He just wants to go home. ]

Hello?

[ He isn't used to feeling like such a fish out of water, not when it comes to knowledge of the situation he's in. For someone who often looks aloof in even the most distressing situations, he looks young and confused. ]

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[passingthrough]

It is now. [Don't worry. Just a face looking back at you from a screen too. Nothing too alarming, right? Okay, that might be freaky.]

[greensights]

[ No, that's definitely alarming, well, it would be to most people. But Jojen has seen stranger things, in his dreams and in the real world. He stills, keeping the camera faced towards him unknowingly as he stares back at her. ] Thank you, my lady. [ Because he's taking that as it's hers to give him. ]

You can see me, as I can see you?

[passingthrough]

[She doesn't think much about the thanks. She figures he's just thanking her for the explanation such as it is.] I can when you hold it there. Hi. I'm Kitty.

[greensights]

It is good to meet you. My name is Jojen. [ He has a soft slow way of talking, that makes it seem as though he's putting a good amount of thought into the words he chooses. But at least his hand has stilled to hold the camera so that she can see him. ] I was no-where near a bed such as this when I last remember.

[passingthrough]

You too, Jojen. [Her words come out gently because he's young and if she's guessed correctly from a rough world. Maybe even a friend of Tyrion's though she's sure she's never heard the name "Jojen" before. She can't think of the non-terrible nephew's name though. Regardless, she imagines space is quite a shift in perspective and maybe she's just feeling generous today since Jon got teased.] Everyone you'll meet here was taken just as unexpectedly. So we've got that in common. [She smiles.]

[greensights]

[ She can't think of the non-terrible nephew's name though. Implying there's a not terrible Lannister aside from Tyrion. ]

You didn't bring me here? [ It doesn't sound like a question. Not that he doesn't doubt she could overpower him, sick and weak as he was. As he still should be. ] Do you know the way to get back?

[passingthrough]

No, I don't have the power to bring people here or send them back. Only the Atroma do, and they like to stay in the shadows.

[greensights]

What do you know of the Atroma?

[ Sure, there are plenty of places he could search and no doubt find out more about them, but he'd rather hear it from someone friendly. ]

[passingthrough]

Well, they're big on kidnapping. [How is that for helpful?] But as a people or individuals I know basically nothing. I don't know how many or what they can do other than bring us here and make adjustments with the augments.

[greensights]

Adjustments with the augments?

[ Those are words he's not following... ]

[passingthrough]

Mmm, do you know what the augments are?

[greensights]

[ His hand finds the slight bump under his skin at his skull, and he frowns. He knows what they are, but he knows he shouldn't know what they are. ]

I believe so. What's yours?

[passingthrough]

[They aren't the most comforting sort of thing, are they? It amazes her anyone ever willingly upgrades them. She still wishes she could phase or cut it out.]

Pilot. You?

[greensights]

[ He's dealt with worse, but no, it isn't particularly pleasant. ]

Civilian. [ It's an odd word, even more strange when used to apply to him. ] Personnel Support.

[passingthrough]

I think that comes with an office if it's the same as Kara's. Fancy.

They can use the augments for more than giving us new skills and knowledge.