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driftfleet2016-08-11 11:01 am
survivra) wrote in driftfleet2016-08-11 11:01 am
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Who: katsa & you
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: marsiva hospitality deck
When: now
—think you can do this to me again after all this time, but you can take your blazing courts and shards and shove it up your—
[ There's an audible thud as Katsa kicks a cot in front of her, bumping the bed a few feet and skewing it sideways into one nearby. Her rather angry string of anger cuts through the faint tinkling of bland, simple music in the background.
She certainly doesn't look like someone who'd be suited for an adventure in space, dressed in ragtag leather and furs that look as though she's thrown them together herself from a variety of dead animals. She also doesn't seem to be aware that anyone might be watching her; or perhaps it's more than she doesn't particularly care, for she scrubs the back of her hand across her eyes and scowls through what is very obviously only a half-hearted attempt at holding back tears. ]
You don't need me here. You can dress this up all you like—I don't have to do this. Whatever's outside that window, I shouldn't be the only one who gets to see it.
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: marsiva hospitality deck
When: now
—think you can do this to me again after all this time, but you can take your blazing courts and shards and shove it up your—
[ There's an audible thud as Katsa kicks a cot in front of her, bumping the bed a few feet and skewing it sideways into one nearby. Her rather angry string of anger cuts through the faint tinkling of bland, simple music in the background.
She certainly doesn't look like someone who'd be suited for an adventure in space, dressed in ragtag leather and furs that look as though she's thrown them together herself from a variety of dead animals. She also doesn't seem to be aware that anyone might be watching her; or perhaps it's more than she doesn't particularly care, for she scrubs the back of her hand across her eyes and scowls through what is very obviously only a half-hearted attempt at holding back tears. ]
You don't need me here. You can dress this up all you like—I don't have to do this. Whatever's outside that window, I shouldn't be the only one who gets to see it.
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[ computing
Katsa jumps abruptly to her feet. ]
And you're fine with this? I'm supposed to be some sort of—mad, sick show to satisfy someone else's inability to pleasure himself if he's so bored? [ did she mean that the way it can be taken, ask again later ] Well, I won't be.
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[ Katsa is angry and mostly rather panicked, and the sarcasm comes spilling out alongside a clear inability to sit still. She starts pacing, her movement rushed and jerky. ]
Are they so vain as to believe no one will ever find them?
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I think they are that arrogant, actually. It doesn't mean nobody ever WILL find them, but they make it as difficult as possible. Their representatives only speak to us through screens like this, and they've never given us any sort of hint as to where they might be physically located.
You don't have to perform for the cameras, of course. Plenty of us just try to live life as best we can and don't care about audience appeal. You'll get food and shelter no matter what, at least.
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I don't need their food and shelter any more than I wish it.
Why does no one, all these—people, or creatures, whatever they are with all their power—care nothing for privacy? If they're to kidnap me and so many others, I'd prefer they at least leave me be.
[ That might almost be a joke, if one were to be made. Katsa knows why people with power do terrible things: because they can. And because it's easy. The rest of it is just inconvenience. ]
At least last time, we weren't meant to be watched in a gilded cage.
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