Captain Phasma (
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Anonymous Text// Action: Wonderduck
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[In the spirit of keeping a low profile and capitalizing on the fact that most of the people of her world haven't seen her face, Phasma decides to break the network silence with an anonymous text post in order to attempt to gather intel.]
To what extent would you sacrifice securities for freedom?
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[Ever since her visit to the green planet before their departure, and her conversation with General Hux, she's been playing mute aboard her ship; observing, listening, using a minimalist pantomime where absolutely necessary. She doesn't trust her crew, she doesn't trust the ship, and she doesn't trust Atroma. The one person she does trust she's agreed not to contact unless in a guaranteed secure location, which isn't anywhere on the Fleet itself.]
[She keeps to herself, but if you're lucky you might catch her making a meal to take to her quarters (or the hanger, or wherever there is a quite, lonley spot). If she does happen to appear where there are people gathered, it's on the fringe, where she can quietly observe the conversation without feeling obligated to add to it.]
[In the spirit of keeping a low profile and capitalizing on the fact that most of the people of her world haven't seen her face, Phasma decides to break the network silence with an anonymous text post in order to attempt to gather intel.]
To what extent would you sacrifice securities for freedom?
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[Ever since her visit to the green planet before their departure, and her conversation with General Hux, she's been playing mute aboard her ship; observing, listening, using a minimalist pantomime where absolutely necessary. She doesn't trust her crew, she doesn't trust the ship, and she doesn't trust Atroma. The one person she does trust she's agreed not to contact unless in a guaranteed secure location, which isn't anywhere on the Fleet itself.]
[She keeps to herself, but if you're lucky you might catch her making a meal to take to her quarters (or the hanger, or wherever there is a quite, lonley spot). If she does happen to appear where there are people gathered, it's on the fringe, where she can quietly observe the conversation without feeling obligated to add to it.]
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[It's really the only way to ensure safety.]
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Those I am just fine "sacrificing".
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man, lookit me pulling out the ben franklin quotes
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first things first: ] Why do you ask?
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No one should have to give up their freedom entirely for other people's fear.
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Isaac starts off by getting himself something to drink, fumbling around for a cup. ]
So I'm pretty sure we're on security together. I mean, I don't think we have to meet or anything, but the last girl hid knives in the closet so I just kind of want a heads up if you're gonna play hide and seek with weapons. [ Hello, hi, have an awkward teenage werewolf. Terribly sorry. ]
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She rarely is.][And, as she is currently trying to maintain her anonymity with those that know her from her own world, she merely nods at him; yes, she hides weapons. No, she's not going to tell him where. She reaches up for a cup and then very pointedly sets it down on the counter near him.]
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How much freedom are we sacrificing for security?
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Hey. Toss that to me, would ya.
[Davesprite motions to a can opener (at least, it might be a can opener) laying on the counter, on her other side.]
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[At his words she looks where he's motioning, picks up the can opener, and seems to consider whether or not she's actually going to toss it over, before finally tossing it over. She's still watching him curiously, though. Curious and wary.]
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