driftfleet | "My mind's like a deadly disease..."

Who: Wanda Maximoff
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Starstruck
When: Now

Broadcast - Text

[Wanda's presence, both in the Fleet's comms and aboard its vessels, has dwindled, slowly but surely, over the course of the past month. There was period of time, around the beginning of the month, when she couldn't be found or reached at all--save for by Misty, Vision and Pietro. More perceptive fleet members might recall that her disappearance occurred around the time that rumors of a dragon and its rider terrorizing Solrius were circulating about. However, she did pop back up a little while later, seemingly as though nothing was wrong. However, those that know her well may have picked up the subtle tells that there was something she was not saying. Something that she was trying to bury. And so, she became more and more scarce around the Fleet. At least, until now...]

What do you think happens after death?

[The message is short and simple. Anyone familiar with the festivities of the month of October, perhaps this is simply her way of trying to get into the spirit of things?]

Starstruck - Action

[Friends and shipmates of Wanda's, if they want to go looking for her, will find her either holed up in her bunkroom aboard the Starstruck, or in a corner of the ship's kitchen or shuttle bay at times she thinks no one would typically wander in. By the look on her face, it is clear something is troubling her.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

i guess it depends? like if your soul really wants to make a difference in the world or something then i guess you'd rather go back and do stuff than just go straight to paradise and be done, but if you think you're done then yeah paradise is probably better...

If a soul comes back and finishes what it wanted to do, does it then get a second chance at paradise?

oh yeah, it's like you keep going back until you finish what you wanted or needed to do, however many times, then there's paradise waiting when it's all done

[Eithan likely doesn't realize it, but his words have helped a lot.]

That sounds nice.

[A pause.]

Are those the only two paths? Coming back or going on to paradise?

[ Yeah, he doesn't realize - but he'd be glad to know that he's helping. ]

according to that religion yeah... dunno about other faiths for sure, never learned, just heard things. but i'm pretty sure they talk about paradise after life too, even if they might not agree on the soul-coming-back thing

what do you think though? or why do you ask? if you feel like sharing I mean

[There's a long pause before Wanda's next response.]

I am not sure what I think anymore.

Hopefully, there is at least peace.

don't blame you. I'm not sure what i think either

but I'm willing to bet there's at least peace, yeah

[ Why wouldn't there be? The universe isn't that cruel, right? ]

[There's another pause, but shorter than the previous, as Wanda considers if she should ask this next question or not. Ultimately, she decides to try for it.]

What made you start to question?

[ His turn to pause - not too long, but long enough to be noticeable.]

started seeing a lot of death. started having to fight to stay alive too. guess I started wondering why everyone (myself included) cares so much about staying alive and not dying if there's something supposedly better afterward eventually. you know?

I can only speak for myself but I'd rather be alive, like I am now, and fix some shit going on in my world. and hang out with my friends. and be with my family. that sounds better than paradise to me right now.

I don't even know how much sense I'm making so I'm sorry if I'm not.

No, you are.

[More than he likely realizes. In fact, there's a truth in his words that Wanda wants to grab onto like a lifeline.]

Thank you.

For answering honestly. Thank you.

hey no problem, really

and thank you too. honestly I've never really talked to anyone about that before

I hope it wasn't painful for you. To relive those thoughts in your answer.

"My mind's like a deadly disease..."

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