ontrial: (default "fuck if i know" face)
barriss offee ([personal profile] ontrial) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2016-07-06 03:41 pm

01 | video + action

Who: Barriss + OPEN
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: July 6, later

[ for all she really doesn't appreciate waking up somewhere entirely unknown, barriss handles it well. she checks for her lightsaber, then for any lingering effects of being drugged, and then for communication devices. ah. making sure it's not broadcasting, just in case, the green jedi spends her first few hours aboard the marsiva investigating what she can. it's not much, but methodically going through everything she can access makes her feel a little bit better, at least. she's solitary, for the most part, unless eye contact is made, as soon as it becomes apparent that none of these people are her captors.

nope, all kidnappees here.

it's only once she's established that that barriss goes back to the network, presenting herself for a clearly carefully worded message. ]


At this point, it's quite apparent that we're nowhere near the planet I was last on. In fact, this isn't known space to me. [ she sounds like that's a big deal. she may or may not have a good handful of star charts from home memorized, just in case. ] So we're captive, but why?

And more importantly, who does a person have to negotiate with to get back to Republic space?

[ she's pretty sure she can kick their ass if it means getting back to coruscant, she means. ]
frigidaire: (srs bidness)

[personal profile] frigidaire 2016-07-12 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, the where is pretty vague. I mean we got to moons and planets, but it's not like we can go very far. The ship's gonna beam you right back.

[ Isaac shrugs, frowning a little bit. ] Nah, I have friends that have been here much longer than me. I don't know who has been here the longest, though. It all kind of blurs together.
frigidaire: (wellll shit)

[personal profile] frigidaire 2016-07-18 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
No, it's not. I know people have left but... we don't really know how they leave or where they go. I mean sometimes people are just gone.

[ Isaac shrugs, looking a little bummed out about it. His own ship has had a lot of departures, recently. It's worrying. ]