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Who: Yuan Ka-Fai and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: SS First Breath
When: Today

[ This is the second time in less than 24 hours that Yuan has found himself somewhere new that is distinctly not home, and he's looking incredibly nonplussed. Not that he was any happier to wake up - however briefly - on the Marsiva. He glares irritably at the pudding cup and confetti, and looks around the bridge. ]

Now what?

[ It's not clear if he knows he's broadcasting, or is actually waiting for a response; his gaze soon falls on the communications equipment, and he starts poking around at it curiously. The feeling of having knowledge he's never actually learned about how to work this stuff is deeply unsettling, so naturally he's probing at it like a sore tooth. ]

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[ With Allen having broken the narrative Yuan had built inside his head of 'trust me so I can keep a close eye on you and pass along all your secrets', Yuan's realizing he now has a choice: believe this outrageous story for the moment, or put his foot down and adamantly refuse to compromise his worldview. Would the latter be a smart move in favor of preserving his sanity, or would it be arrogance to the point of madness, denying reality as it stands?

He glances away slightly, pretending to study something else nearby while he defers making this choice. Maybe if he can get more information... ]

Tell me about the Atroma.

[Were Allen younger, he might've tried harder to get Yuan to believe him. To prove he was a decent kid that wouldn't make up tall tales like that one. But he's grown past that. If Yuan believed him, of course it'd make things easier. If not? Well, wouldn't be the first to treat him with distrust]

We don't know much about them. They're some kind of entertainment organisation that runs a show called Drift Fleet- the reason we were captured.

Any Atroma people reside on the SS Marsiva, but no one's been able to access any decks of relevance there. We know they have two spokespeople: Diamond and Beau....not that they answer any questions.

[ A succinct and useful report, and one that lines up with Yuan's experience. It doesn't seem to be making any attempt to bias him toward the showrunners, either, or justify their actions.

If Allen isn't legit, he's playing his role very well.

Yuan closes his eyes and braces himself slightly before asking the next question: ]

...Tell me about the castle.

[Ah, of course]

Well I already told you the basics. What do you want to know about it?

[ He considers this for a moment. Allen said they'd been there for a long time - the whole story might be more than he really wants to wait around through right now anyway.

Ultimately, he wants to hear something that will prove whether or not Allen is telling him the truth. And he trusts that he knows himself better than anyone else ever will, even if they've somehow been watching him for a while. ]

...Tell me about something I did while we were there. [ Certainly anyone can guess that he wouldn't have just sat around doing nothing the entire time. ]

[He looks a little surprised at the question. And then he rubs the back of his neck]

Something you did?

[He has to...think on that, actually. It's been awhile]

Well, I don't know what you did with your personal time really, I was just a kid back then. [Teenagers didn't really have much reason to hang around the old disgruntled people] But I remember every time there was a crisis, you'd be one of the people who'd help with leading people into action. I mean, you'd jump in and people tended to listen to you.

[ It probably would have been possible to learn that much by watching him at home. But if he concedes that someone has the power to have watched him so closely, through all the upheaval of a year ago, without having been detected, then it's at least as possible that Allen is simply telling the truth. And Yuan's pretty good at reading people when he tries - there isn't anything about Allen's behavior that's standing out to him as a lie.

He really wishes there was. He doesn't want to start believing in this place. ...But he hasn't gotten to where he is by looking away from things he doesn't want to believe. ]

...Hm. [ Not that he's going to let anyone know yet that he's starting to be convinced. ] So...what exactly are we supposed to do here? You said our captors are entertainers - are they expecting us to learn to perform something?

[He shrugs]

Well, everyone gets assigned a job on their ship. Your augment- the thing that's been feeding you information, will tell you what it is.

Other than that...most people do as they like to pass the time. If you happen to do something that is...entertaining, I suppose, you'll get extra money in your account. But it's never clear what will get that.

[ He glances toward the sensor arrays again. ] I guess that explains why I know how to work these, but not the controls for the ship.

It sounds pretty boring. What keeps us from forming an army and going after the big ship? [ That's not sarcasm - he figures there must be something. ]

[Annnnd he's not even surprised]

Well, they have much more advanced technology than what our ships have. And we don't know what else is on the Marsiva. It could be just Atroma, could be an army of droids, or it could be other captives being held there.

[Allen, as much as he loathed Atroma, was completely against doing anything that could risk lives like that]

Lots of people are trying to figure out ways onto the Marsiva. So far, no one's had any luck.

[ He wouldn't be Yuan if he didn't at least try. But also he just figures if a lot of people are bored and captive, of course they're going to be plotting against their captors. ]

I don't suppose you know the names of anyone I could speak to to get involved, or how to find them? [ A pause as a thought occurs to him, and gets answered by his implant before he can ask it aloud. ] ...Although maybe I shouldn't be asking that on an open broadcast.

[He makes a click of his tongue.] I'm sure Atroma watches our private channels too.

[And everything else that goes on in the ships]

Start with a woman named Nightingale. Last I heard, she's been gathering information.

I don't doubt it.

I'll do that. [ He pauses, and looks at Allen with a slightly-rueful smile. ] ...Thank you, Allen. I may not be able to trust your motivations yet, but whatever they may be, you've been helpful today.

[ He didn't get to be the respected leader of a rebellion without learning how to get the most out of his charisma stat. ]

Er...you're welcome, Yuan.

[He supposes that was a compliment. It could've sounded worse.]

I'm one of the medics on the Blue Fish, if you need anything else.

[ Hey, from Yuan to a stranger, that is a startling amount of warmth. Not his fault he can't afford to trust anyone completely just yet. ]

The Blue Fish. I'll remember that. [ Some quick tapping at the console yields a ship name and crew list. ] And I'm the...communications officer, on the First Breath.

[He nods. He doesn't really know anyone on the First Breath, so he can't comment on that] Good to know.

Good luck with settling in.

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