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[youdontneedapictureofme]

Who: Maggie Greene
Broadcast: yes!
Action: abord the Marsiva
When: Now /o/

[Maggie has found herself a quiet corner with a glass of iced tea and the first thing she can find resembling food she recognizes. No 112 oz. can of pudding here!]

Can anyone answer a couple questions for me? I'm still gettin' used to this whole 'you're kidnapped in space' thing. First: I'm looking for my husband but haven't heard from him nor seen him. Though I guess if we're both kidnapped that'd be a stupid thing to ask for.

[Seriously, how does she even go about solving all this? From just scrolling on her device people seem fairly normal and not in absolute distress. It's really throwing her off.]

Second: I'm missing a few things that should have been on me when I got here. I suppose I have our lovely captors to thank for that?

[Look, she just wants at least her pocket knife, ok. :| If she can't have the husband, give her a weapon.]

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[passingthrough]

Mmm... [She hesitates less because it's hard for her to say and more because it's just not a very cheerful topic of conversation with someone you just met, but it's only a pause before she answers honestly anyway.] Nothing waiting back there for anyone. Least of all me.

[youdontneedapictureofme]

Maybe you'll find it here instead. Seems like everyone else is happy here. I'm just the stick in the mud in all this.

[She gets hard topics and not wanting to talk about sad things. She's had plenty of those herself so she won't press it.]

[passingthrough]

Already have. It must be a strange thing to see as a new arrival though. A lot of people happy with their abductions or at least living a happy enough life through them. [She knows she wouldn't have trusted that when she first touched down in her first multidimensional prison, but she arrived only 24 days into it and people were usually on the same page about wanting to get out and not settle in. She still wants to get out. She just wants control over where she goes.]