driftfleet | A bittersweet return; Video + Action

Who: Wanda Maximoff
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Starstruck
When: Right now

[At first, the scene appears to be a relatively familiar one. That is, the typical network broadcast of a new arrival to the fleet. A communicator's video feed broadcasting a slumbering figure curled up on a ship's cot. However, a second glance and one can easily tell that this not typical at all. Instead of the Marsiva's recognizably distinct interior, this feed seems to be coming from the bunkroom aboard one of the Fleet's smaller ships. In fact, crew members of the Starstruck may find the setting quite familiar looking indeed, along with anyone else that may have paid Wanda a visit in the past.]

[The sleeping figure stirs, waking from a deep slumber with a slow sit up and stretch. The communicator's camera focuses on the individual, as she quickly recognizes that something is amiss. Wanda Maximoff looks around, startled and confused to not find herself waking up in the room she'd been given in Wakanda. However, she soon begins to recognize the room. It's her room, her bunkroom aboard the SS Starstuck. And that could only mean...]

I'm back...

[The thought vocalized out loud, her tone sounding somewhat somber, yet also a tiny bit relieved. She swings her legs out of her cot, and pads her way over to her storage locker. Checking inside, she finds all of her trinkets, clothing, and other souvenirs that she'd picked up on previous planet visits. All of them in the exact place she had left them. A new outfit also noticeably present among the garments. Her fingers gently glide over each item, as the respective memories associated with each one float back to her.]

[A moment later, she closes the locker and turns her attention back to her room. She studies the interior, looking everything over.]

All exactly as I remember it.

[She then spies the communicator perched upon a shelf, optimally poised to capture her return. She walks over to it, picking it up and holding it out in front of herself. She looks ready to address the camera yet falters for a moment. A small frown on her face, and her eyebrows furrowed as she ponders what to even say, if she should even say anything at all. But only a moment later, her expression relaxes, and a small grin replaces the frown. Looking now more bemused and her tone more playfully sarcastic, she addresses the camera.]

It's been a while. What did I miss?

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[ Charles nods. ]

That's the gist of it. Then, at a certain point, you would - for lack of a better word - absorb the knowledge of the other timeline.

Back home though... when I returned, it was like no time had passed, and I was not able to remember anything that had happened here. In fact, I do not think I was aware that I had even left.

Yet, returning here... Not only has time passed since I left, but I am also able to remember both what happened here previously and everything from back home.

Why the difference?

Most likely because this is an alternate timeline. The one that matters - the one where we come from will always take precedent.

[ Logan couldn't remember the future when his mind snapped back to the present. ]

So you don't think it is Atroma's doing then? The reason why my memory is behaving so oddly?

I think it's more their outcome from keeping us here, not the actual cause itself.

An unintended side effect of being in this little game of their's?

Most likely, though this is all conjecture.

It seems this place just gets better and better.

[Wanda sighs, definitely feeling a little conflicted about being back here. On the one hand, it was good to see friendly, familiar faces. On the other... well, there was everything else. She decides to try and change up the conversation a bit.]

I guess I missed a few training sessions. I hope you won't be billing me for them. I was not exactly in a position to attend, after all.

[She gives him a wry grin.]