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Who: Eithan and YOU!
Broadcast: Yes - fleetwide
Action: Yes - aboard the Marsiva
When: Right now~

[ His first moments, before he catches that he's on camera, mostly involve him sitting up, looking around, and then trying to scamper his way out of the bed -- only to pretty much fall to the floor with a yelp and a "Fuckin' hell--!" for his trouble. It takes him a second to pick himself up, rubbing at his shoulder after the impact... but the second he sees that communicator, and the blinking light on it, you bet your ass he's reaching for it. He can't shut off the video just yet - hasn't quite found the right button to make it stop - but he's at least flipping through what little information he can glean at a first glance. ... He doesn't like what he sees. Well then. Time to address... whoever the hell's watching this shitshow.

And so, there's a redheaded, red-eyed boy on the network now, squinting as he tries to make heads or tails of exactly what he needs to poke at to make it stop recording. But, having no luck with that, he sighs. Then he grins, a little, offers a half-hearted wave before running one hand through his hair. He's clearly trying to smile through the confusion and just roll with the punches. ... You know, for suddenly-in-space level of punches. Goddess...

He shrugs for the camera, clears his throat before speaking. ]

Okaaaay, if this is this a prank or somethin'? You got me. Good job! If it's not a prank, uh... what do you want with me? I mean, I don't know who exactly I'm supposed to be speakin' to, or what's goin' on, so... [ He trails off with another shrug. ] Either way. Mind tellin' me where I am and which way is out of here? 'Cause that would be awesome. Thanks.

[ A beat. And then, a bit of a smirk~ ]

Also, can a guy get a fuckin' drink on this ship-thing? That's a pretty important question, I think.

[ And for anyone else who happens to be on the Marsiva, you'll likely find Eithan spending his time staring out the windows, when he's not bothering with the network and trying to figure out whatever he can, talk to whoever he can, anything to keep the mild panic of being displaced and confused at bay. ]

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[ This one is lively. It's almost interesting, seeing how different people react to landing on this ship. This one, however, seems as though he was pulled from... well. Not death, certainly. He could be wrong, though. ]

[ So, on the other end of the line is a pretty, red-eyed, long-haired youth, who is looking inquisitively into the camera. He's sitting in his room on the S.S. Paisley. ]

...Welcome aboard. [ A young by named Sora was nice enough to welcome him---and he took what the other said to heart. No one should have to start the journey alone. Not that he would really call himself a companion, by any means. ]

[ Nope, not death. Just hiding. Good thing that's not relevant here!

And, well, a greeting is at least better than silence, so he smiles a little bit more. ]

Heh, thanks? I think? But that definitely makes it sound like I'm stayin'.

[ And he really hopes he is not. (Too bad for him, huh?) ]

I'm afraid you'll find out very quickly that is the case. [ But of course, he's not leaving. He's dead. There's really nowhere for him to go back to. ] ...At least, for awhile.

[ He makes a face at that, gives an exaggerated sigh. ]

Goddess... I think I really am gonna need that drink. [ There's a small pause, while he considers Itachi for a moment. ] You're, uh, not one of the ones in charge of this shit, are you? I mean, you gave me a welcome instead of a ransom demand or whatever, so I'm thinkin' not. But I've seen weirder.

I'm not, no. I've only arrived here myself a couple of days ago.

Instead of 'you', however, the name is Itachi.

So we're on the same team then, I guess. [ So to speak. ]

Ah, heh. Sorry. Itachi. Got it. [ Nod! ] I'm Eithan. Nice to meet you, even if it's... probably not the best circumstances.

Meeting under less than savoury circumstances is something I've gotten quite used to, in my line of... work. [ But he offered a faint wave of his hand. ]

A pleasure, Eithan-san.

[ Eithan's smile might twitch a little at that - in a commiserating sort of way. ] Yeah. Same goes for me, honestly.

[ For certain values of "work" but you know whatever sure Eithan. ]

So where are you? If you're not on this same ship, I mean. I get I'm stuck in space, but am I stuck on a ship forever, too? 'Cause I won't lie, I'm not lookin' forward to that.

I'm on a ship as well--one called the S.S Paisley.

After you arrive... in some time, they herd you into another, smaller ship. But you can also go down to the planet we are currently orbiting.

...I'm not sure what else there is to do, other than that. I haven't been here long, myself.

[ He makes a bit of a face at the mention of ending up on a smaller ship... but otherwise lets that unpleasant news wash right over him, in favor of latching onto the idea of another planet. He even looks a little bit excited, if appropriately cautious. ]

Man... where I'm from? All of this shit is like... science fiction. I mean, Tharian scientists know about other planets, but it's not like they've actually made it up here, and now I actually get to set foot on literally another planet? Goddess, that's... that's kinda cool.

[ Beat. ]

Even if I'm still not happy about the kidnappin' part.

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It's... certainly not normal where I come from, either. [ But he doesn't seem really excited about it. Though really? Probably a better alternative than the afterlife. He doesn't really have much to say about being kidnapped, other than... ]

I suppose this place takes people from all different points in their lives.

All different points? Like what? I didn't think I was doin' anything special.

[ That he let anyone know about, of course. But that's neither here nor there. ]

...My brother is on board... [ He's... usually not comfortable talking about Sasuke unless he has to, but it serves as a good example. ] He and I are from different points in our lives.

[ There a small cough in there, to which he covers his mouth for just a moment with his fist. But he keeps talking. ] Excuse me. Hm, but he's from the future, further along than what I remember.

Yeah? Nice. My sister is... not on board. Far as I can tell. [ She'd better not be. And if she were, she'd have spoiled-royal-child-shrieked and started demanding things left and right, so he'd know. ]

But like... he's from your future? [ Beat. ] Yeah, this place is definitely science-fiction. Heh.

It's probably for the best she's not here. But yes... he's from the future.

[ He tilts his head. ] Do you know what your... augment is, yet? [ And he gestures towards his ear, where his own bump was behind it. ]

Yeah. 'S for the best of everyone else here, too. [ Smirk~ ]

Ah, yeah, it's like... Personnel support. Counselor kind of deal. [ His own hand goes to the back of his own ear, like a reflex, fingers brushing over the barest lump there. ] Dunno exactly what's up with that, but whatever. I'll figure it out as I go, huh? What about you?

The same, actually. Though I've heard Personnel Support is very flexible, from things like a photographer or even just a drinking partner. [ Oddly enough, his first thought was to be a sex therapist, but hey. ]

[ ~~Sex therapist? If that were a thing in Eithan's world, he would be 100% supportive. Alas, he's just clueless.~~ ]

Drinkin' partner? Hell, I can do that easy. Probably not photography, though. [ He's amused, at least. ] Maybe I'll figure somethin' else out, too.

I'll take my time. As far as we're concerned... we're not going anywhere.

[ He gives a derisive snort. ]

Great. Up in space and goin' nowhere. Sounds like a damn good trip. ... Okay, I still want a damn drink, but now I also want a smoke. Am I shit outta luck there too?

That I'm unsure of. You may have better luck leaving the ship an going down to the planet we're currently orbiting, if you'd like to obtain those things. Of course, you'll have to get money first, but...

Oh shit. Money. Right.

[ He frowns, absently patting at his pockets even though he knows there's nothing in them. Damn. ]

Gonna have to figure that out, yeah. Thanks for the heads up. Well - for all of the info, actually.

Of course.

If you ever need anything... let me know.

There's drinks in the kitchen but fair warnin' that they kind of taste like crap. Powdery crap.

[ He pulls a face at that! For a second. Then, he just smiles, amused. ]

Powdery crap! My favorite. Will they at least get me even a tiny bit drunk? 'Cause I'm thinkin' maybe I can get over the crap part if so.

Nah, it's just like really bad Kool-aid, is all.

That sucks. Or, well, sounds like it sucks. What's Kool-aid?

It's this drink on my planet like... fruity powder and sugar. Kids like it a lot and it's real cheap.

Oh. Huh. I wonder if we've got somethin' like that in Meridia. 'Cause I'm kinda curious now.

[ He wouldn't know. Rich kid problems. But anyway, he does manage a friendly smile for her. ]

Is the food any better than the drinks? And... What the hell am I supposed to do around here? You'd think for a ship this big, there'd be somethin' goin' on...

Not much. You just gotta wait until you get assigned to your new ship.

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