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[seanced]

Who: Winnie Davids
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: S.S. Bishop
When: now!

[the face that greets the network looks a little relieved to have figured out the communicator, and her eyes light up, albeit briefly, before she looks around. She mutters as she brushes the confetti out of her hair]

They don't really warn you when you're going to be moved, do they . . .

[she clears her throat and turns her attention back to the screen]

Um, h-hi, I'm Winnie and - okay, being in space is kind of really cool, but - could someone answer a few questions for me? A-And tell me how I can go back home? I really can't stay here, I was kind of - busy.

[what an understatement. She looks around again, then turns the camera to the pudding desserts]

And if anyone wants some of these, I'm on the - Bishop? I don't, uh - I'm not really hungry.

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voice.

[airily]

I wasn't sure if you were gonna be able to see me.

[ At least he's honest. But, hey - ]

... I might come and visit anyway.

voice.

[seanced]

I - probably can? Why, are you a ghost?

[for something that should sound like a sarcastic question, she says it completely seriously]

voice.

[airily]

Sure, something like that. It's called a seraphim.

voice.

[seanced]

. . . if it's something like that, t-then I can see you.

voice.

[airily]

Great! Then I'll come on down now!

voice.

[seanced]

Okay?

[she's gonna meet another ghost this is suddenly awkward]

action.

[airily]

[ It doesn't take long for Zaveid to make his way down and - he doesn't quite recognise how intimidating he could appear at first, with how tall he is and how... Shirtless he is. He just shrugs, adjusting the hat on his head. ]

Yo.

[seanced]

[at least she isn't intimidated by the seraphim part; it's the big part, and the . . . shirtless part . . . and she blinks a little widely before she offers a little awkward wave]

H-Hi.

[airily]

These the puddings? Nice.

[ He walks over, hands on his hips, before he leans down. Then he turns back to look at her, lifting his head up before he holds out a hand. He has to try to be polite, right? ]

The name's Zaveid.

[seanced]

Yeah, um - they came with me? I guess.

[she hesitates for a moment before she takes his hand, shaking. If he can feel it, her hand is cold and clammy]

W-Winnie, but - er, you know that already. N-Nice to meet you?

[airily]

Huh. I've never seen that happen before.

[ He doesn't comment on her hand - he can feel it, just like any human, but he shrugs it off. ]

It's nice to meet you. Welcome to the Bishop, I guess...

[seanced]

I guess it's their way of welcoming people . . . t-there was confetti too.

[she draws her hand back and crosses her arms]

Thank you.

[airily]

Maybe I just wasn't paying attention.

[ He was distracted by his dead friend being alive again, but, hey. He can be forgiven. ]

So. How're you feeling?

[seanced]

It's really sudden, so - so it's easy to miss, at least?

[if she had decided to look around rather than stand there and be terrified for a few seconds, she probably wouldn't have noticed them either.

His question surprises her a little bit]

Feeling? Um, overwhelmed? [understatement] Not as much as I was, but - um. I'm not even used to the weird stuff in my world, let alone . . . all of this.

[airily]

[ Finally grabbing a pudding, Zaveid goes and settles down against a wall, leaning back. ]

You get used to it. I guess that doesn't help, does it?

[seanced]

[she quirks a brief half-smile]

It kind of does. M-Maybe it won't be overwhelming for very long.

[airily]

And, hey. You've got a pretty decent crew around to help you out too!

[seanced]

T-That's good. I'm not - um. I'm not good at - people.

[airily]

Don't worry about it. We've got all sorts around here - we'll help you out.

[seanced]

All sorts?

[airily]

Sure. Seraphim, Shepherds, humans, weird alien guys...

[seanced]

. . . and it's okay to - be open about it? Like, I-I won't get in trouble?

[airily]

Sure. Why would you get into trouble?

[seanced]

That's what I was told - back home, I mean. Because humans can't know things like me a-actually exist, because it's dangerous.

[airily]

Well, plenty of humans know I exist now... When they can see me.