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driftfleet2015-02-15 12:09 pm
unconfines) wrote in driftfleet2015-02-15 12:09 pm
attempt 001
Who: Anders
Broadcast: FLEETWIDE VIDEO HIT IT
Action: SS Golden
When: 2/14, not long after shuffling WE ARE BACKDATING THIS MY FRIENDS
[He surprises himself when the feed clicks on easily enough. It's unsettling, but at least it's simple. He can bury the unsettling parts.
Those of you who are familiar—or who have had enough introductions to become familiar—might recognize the striped grey and blue of a Grey Warden uniform, with its high, studded collar, and the curled griffon on the shoulder.
Anders is, for his part, smiling broadly.]
So! Now that I've gotten through the "manhandled into a tin can" bit, closely followed by the "manhandled into a slightly smaller tin can" bit, I thought I'd take some time to say hello. Is everyone comfortable? Because I am not, thanks for asking. [beat] Does it ever bother you how terribly one-sided this is?
[Let him talk and he'll talk. Congratulations on being the captive audience.
Right, back on track.]
Now, I don't usually mind a bit of manhandling, of course, but even I have some standards. It was all terribly anticlimactic. Hardly a kidnapping at all, really.
Anyhow. [with a bit more grandeur:] I believe introductions are in order, don't you? I'm going to eat this [he lifts the little dessert cream in a toast] so you go first.
[Ready: go.]
Broadcast: FLEETWIDE VIDEO HIT IT
Action: SS Golden
When: 2/14, not long after shuffling WE ARE BACKDATING THIS MY FRIENDS
[He surprises himself when the feed clicks on easily enough. It's unsettling, but at least it's simple. He can bury the unsettling parts.
Those of you who are familiar—or who have had enough introductions to become familiar—might recognize the striped grey and blue of a Grey Warden uniform, with its high, studded collar, and the curled griffon on the shoulder.
Anders is, for his part, smiling broadly.]
So! Now that I've gotten through the "manhandled into a tin can" bit, closely followed by the "manhandled into a slightly smaller tin can" bit, I thought I'd take some time to say hello. Is everyone comfortable? Because I am not, thanks for asking. [beat] Does it ever bother you how terribly one-sided this is?
[Let him talk and he'll talk. Congratulations on being the captive audience.
Right, back on track.]
Now, I don't usually mind a bit of manhandling, of course, but even I have some standards. It was all terribly anticlimactic. Hardly a kidnapping at all, really.
Anyhow. [with a bit more grandeur:] I believe introductions are in order, don't you? I'm going to eat this [he lifts the little dessert cream in a toast] so you go first.
[Ready: go.]
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[He might not notice how he picks up on it, either. It's a preface to something messy, in any case, and he can't help the way he sounds a bit uncertain. He'd been hoping she'd reassure him that Fenris was unhinged, deranged, nothing to worry about.
He doesn't really know what to think, right now.]
Tell me when, and I'll be there. [beat] Eventually. [beat] Assuming I can figure out the how of getting there.
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For now, though, she smiles at him, as reassuringly as she can. ]
I'm not going to cane your or anything, I just want to talk about some things. That's all, honest.
You should be able to just ask one of your crewmates for a help, you know. Although, if you'd rather, you can just find a way to get over to the Bishop - that's the ship I'm on - there's a room we can use for some privacy.
[ Well, it belongs to one of her crewmates, but it's not really being used for anything just now that she can tell. ]
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[Private room makes it sound very serious, and not even in the fun way. The ships are already tiny and suffocating enough as it is; if he can pick something more open, he will.
There's a small pause.]
I didn't think that was a sentence that would ever come out of my mouth.
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I know the feeling.
Maker, it's not my favorite of situations, but you can't deny that it is beautiful out there. Have you taken time to just stare out the windows? We're floating among the stars!
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[There's a bit of a drawl in his voice that makes it sound like he doesn't think it's nice at all.]
So long as you don't think too long about the deep, dark, unending void around them.
[That's not really what's bothering him about it, though—it's more the idea of being locked up with nowhere to go, subjected to the whims of whatever powers-that-be are steering them along.
It isn't the Circle, but it's close enough to remind him.]
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Anyway, I'll catch a shuttle to... I don't know. Whichever moon it is that likes pretty clothes - I think you'd fit in well there. Or maybe the one with alcohol...
And then we can talk.
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Alcohol, I like the sound of that. [He'll need a lot of it, after today.] Wouldn't hurt to get a change of clothes while we're at it, either.
[beat]
Not that I don't have the utmost respect for the uniform. Just that if we aren't going to be doing any wardening about here, I'd like to get something a little bit less... blue.
[That is probably not the original word he had in mind.]
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That would probably be a good plan, if we can manage it. I'm not overly fond of the provided jumpsuits, either, they're very...
[ What's a word that isn't inappropriate? ]
Drab.
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[And maybe he can distract them both long enough from the serious parts.]
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