driftfleet | voice.

Who: Garrett
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Around now! A+ description.

[Garrett is not about to completely come out of the bag with the vampire thing. For one, he's spent a very hefty portion of his life hiding it — and for another, he doesn't want to be burned at a stake, barbaric and outdated and annoyingly Salem as that is (he was around for that kind of mindset long after the trials ended, and really, entertaining the idea of burning lovely women simply because they're exotic minds?)]

You know, the swimming test for witches was the the stupidest thing I've ever heard growing up. Frenzied morons would basically throw a suspected witch in a lake and if she floated, she was a witch. And if she sank like a stone, she wasn't. But what is the person if they doggy paddle in a mad panic? A witch who didn't learn to swim?

[There's a heavy humor in his voice, the kind one picks up with regards to death, to dark humor, and if there were such a thing as a verbal eyeroll, it'd be here.]

But this place! Fascinating to see so many of you open about your supernatural talents. Your unholy inhumaness, should you self-subscribe to such a dark description. As someone from such a boring, uneventful world, I'm just excited at the idea of a ghost on a roadside; no, we're pretty boring in hindsight, compared to you lot. I bet you all have some interesting tales to tell. And maybe some tails under those ugly ship-standard uniforms. Is it strange, being so open, or is that also a normality in your world?

I'm stranded aboard a ship floating through infinite space; humor me while I slowly die of boredom.

[ALSO I'M GONNA START GETTING HUNGRY????

But that is for another day to worry. His throat is only similar to human strep, at the moment.

Gross.]

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Why, I try to be polite. I haven't even bought you a drink yet.

[It's all in good humor and fun, though. He enjoys your style.]

And what is your secret gift, then? Werewolf? Vampire? Alien from the deepest well of outer space?

None of the above. Mutant.

So, why so interested in non-humans? Are you one yourself or is this a very charming hunter ploy to get a tally? [Not that she's ever had to worry about any such thing back home, but she knows the Winchesters and there were other hunters in Marina. One was even a vampire himself.]

Ahh. Distrust. I can't blame you, if what you say's true.

I was reading the communication entries, and I happened to notice that fiction back home is a bright reality now. And I guess I let myself be a bit too eager and childish, thinking of all the comic books and Universal monster movies.

[Well, she had seen people nerd out on such things in the past. Her ex had been particularly into Leia and Luke's world. There had been a movie. Several movies?] Fan paradise.

You don't know the X-Men from comics, do you? [She'd heard that one before back in the prison.]

I may know a thing or two about X-Men.

Perhaps a mild crush or three.

[Who doesn't have a crush on Storm, really.]

Why?

[Well, you mentioned mutants, but he's not going to jump to such sharks.]

What? On who? [Sorry, this takes precedence over answering the why.]

Oh, no, not fair.

You can't ask that question and not tell me why you've asked!

[She switches over to video where she looks like her 616 counterpart but with shorter hair. Also a little younger if you're up-to-date on things though life was tougher too which evens some of that out.]

Because I'm one of the X-Men.

You're pulling my leg!!

To keep from completely embarrassing myself, I'll just ask — what's your name, my mutant friend?

I'm no where near your leg, sir. [Smiling.]

Kitty Pryde. Or should I say Shadowcat?

[AHA. HE SNAPS HIS FINGERS.]

You don't like doors! Or walls! That's the one.

[... AKA you can phase through them. But his way is more fun.]

[Mostly amused. Partially creeped out that he knows so much about her.] I don't use doors much and I walk through walls, but I do like the way they hold up the ceiling.

[If it makes you feel any better, he knows absolutely nothing beyond that.

A comic geek he is not.]

Tell me, can you walk through mountains? What does it look like on the inside, to you?

It's amazing, really.

Part of mountains. [That would be a long time to maintain a phased state.] Dark. I can sense density. That helps me get some clues about where I'm going.

Amazing. So you don't see, but feel your way?

I can't imagine.

[His sense of sight and smell is kind of insane, so moving without it seems like quite a challenge. It seems there are some limitations to her ability, however.]

I'm guessing you've attempted to use your abilities while on board this Marsiva ship?

More or less.

[She tilts her head.] Attempted and failed. They protect the things they want to protect. It was like that at the last place I was too.

I wonder how they do it.

Could they have a mutant like yourself to counteract these abilities?

Or the obvious sort of advanced technology...

Possibly. In the other place we were all restrained completely. We were only interacting through a shared virtual reality so we were never really a threat and even then they still edited us when they wanted to reduce powers or play games. Here? Who knows. Maybe another virtual reality. Maybe advanced shielding techniques.

-- Hold on. Virtual reality?

What, they plugged your consciousness into some system?

You got it. There were three times they had us in our bodies, but only once on purpose. And we didn't fully realize what it was until the third time. [She probably could have left the part out that makes her feel stupid, but why pass up the opportunity for a little self punishing?]

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