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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.

Comments

[thebestseller]

Oh, they find THAT to be endearing. It's like a soap opera or drama- watching someone's struggle to fit in... pretty much anything'll get you ratings.

[seanced]

Shit.

[it slips out before she can stop it and she blinks widely before covering her mouth] S-Sorry.

I guess I'll - uh, just have to get used to getting . . . ratings.

[thebestseller]

[Castle grinned.]

I've heard and said worse, my dear. And ratings are another vague, nebulous... THING. You get credits in your account, and honestly, I don't think too much about how they get there. As long as I can eat and peacefully clean the ship with my robots.

[seanced]

A-A lot of the stuff seems nebulous at best, at least . . .

[thebestseller]

You're right there. "Infuriatingly vague" and "sickeningly sweet" are Atroma's mode of operation.

[seanced]

That's such a stupid modus operandi. [she huffs a little] N-Not that I want to encourage them, but -

[thebestseller]

Oh, don't worry, you can't do much to influence them either way. They keep reassuring us that we're SO HAPPY to be here, regardless of the obvious distaste some of us have for our confinrment.

[seanced]

How nice of them to decide that for us. [it comes out a little dryly]

[thebestseller]

Our benevolent captors.