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Who: Dante and you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: On the Pathstone
When: After the shuffle

[Fuck everything.

Dante is not thrilled about this situation at all. He's punched dents into one or two places on the Marsiva already, pacing around there like a caged animal. But now that he's on another ship, it's beginning to sink in that he's not going anywhere anytime soon. Wherever he is, it's not Limbo. Whether or not that's a good thing remains to be seen.

He's a man of action (the thinking and planning is for Vergil), but right now he needs to calm himself and start getting information. Especially now that he's sharing a space with other people, apparently.]

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[Feet propped up on the table in the galley, Dante finally turns on the device. It doesn't take him long to figure it out, and he looks nonplussed as he addresses the network.]

So this is a steaming hunk of shit.

[Way to make an impression there, Dante.]

But fine, I'll bite. So we're on a reality show in space. Cute. [Hey, it's... different, anyway, he supposes. He's still convinced Mundus is behind this somehow, but he keeps that to himself.] The... thing in my head is telling me stuff, but I doubt it's telling me the whole story. So what's the deal? And how the hell did these Atroma people manage to not only get me here, but cut off my powers?

[Because that single-handedly pisses him off the most. Not being able to have his guns is one thing, but not being able to summon Rebellion? That grates him. Instinctively he keeps trying to summon it, but nothing appears on his back.

Something tells him he's in for a rough ride.]

Also, where the hell can a guy get a pizza in this place?

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[Once the video is done and out of the way with, Dante sets off and explores his home for the time being. He doesn't turn over every rock, so to speak, but he does at least walk around to get a layout of the place.

In the kitchen, he inspects the protein gels and immediately scrunches his face.]

I'm not eating that shit.

[He'd rather starve, frankly.

He can also be found in the med bay, which he supposes he'll be spending a lot of time in since that thing in his head tells him he works here. As a medic, of all things.]

I failed most of my science classes. And they want me to work in here?

[He rubs a hand over his face.]

Real fucking funny.

[Something is going to wind up exploding. He's calling it now.]

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Hmm, that - or they're sending very particular broadcasts. But I tend to think more like you: that they're lying about the "reality show". It's just something to hide what's actually going, which is - well, I don't know. But nothing good if they're kidnapping people to be participants.

_{[ The frustration shows on his face, but there's nothing he can really
do about it right now, sadly. If only he could contact the Fleet. ]}

That does like a really shitty way to spend a day, I have to agree.

Nothing like knowing you're being deceived and still having no idea what the fuck's going on.

[Ugh ugh ugh.]

Yeah and it managed to get worse somehow.

[Though not getting blown up is kind of okay, he supposes.]

It's a particularly fun club to be in, that's for sure.

_{[ Sarcasm. All the sarcasm, Dante. ]}

It will look up a bit when you get off the Marsiva.

_{[ Not a lot, but a little. So that's good, right? ]}

[He appreciates that sarcasm, he really does.]

Yeah, and I didn't even have to punch the bouncer to get in this time. Lucky me.

[Not the same kind of club but whatever. He had to make that joke.]

I get put on a different ship, right? What then?

To put it bluntly - you live life. As far as I have seen, Atroma doesn't really get to deeply involved in our day to day lives. They make announcements about things here and there, but there's been no direct interference in my time here.

[He supposes that's... something, at least. Of course, that doesn't mean they're not involved in more subtle, sinister ways.

...man he used to like it when he wasn't so aware and paranoid of those sort of things. Thanks, Vergil.]

That's leaving a lot up to chance for creating entertainment.

_{[ Kirk would agree, but there's not a lot of hard evidence for
anything, which is the more frustrating part of it all. ]}

I don't think they're to concerned about entertaining US as they are about us entertaining THEM.

_{[ How they wished to be entertained, well, who knew? ]}

That's what I mean though. Even reality TV back home was probably scripted to an extent. But if the Atroma doesn't interfere here at all? What's to stop everyone from just being as boring as shit?

Nothing, except for external forces or the draw of going down to the new planets. But, again, that's on the supposition that Atroma doesn't engineer certain situations in the first place, which it well might, and not for entertainment purposes.

Once upon a time I'd say that sounds super paranoid. But I know now that it's not.

You just learn to live with it. It's not the best solution, but it's kind of the only one I've come up with for the moment.

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