Manolo Sánchez (
puro) wrote in
driftfleet2015-03-05 06:06 pm
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Who: Manolo and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Today
[The Marsiva is suddenly up one (1) wooden Mexican. One that's looking more than a little disorientated, but it's not due to the sudden change in surroundings. Just a few seconds ago, this guy was dead as a doornail, but not any more. He feels the thudding of his heart in his chest, he draws breath into his lungs for the first time in hours. The gods had held their word, they gave him life. But-
He glances around, finally taking note of his surroundings. After the bright vibrancy of the Land of the Remembered, the spaceship is drab and clinical. There's no wonder in it for him, even if it's no place he could have ever dreamed of before. He puts a hand to his back, his guitar is still there, but both his estoques are gone. Not only is he lost, but he's unarmed, not a good combination. He frowns.]
This isn't San Angel. [This wasn't where he was supposed to be. He can't afford another diversion. His town can't afford one. He needs to get to María, to Joaquín and he needs to get to them now. He glances downwards, raising his voice, panic and frustration seeping in.]
I did everything you asked of me!! We had a deal! You promised!
[He takes in a shuddery breath, his lungs ache from sudden use again, and he realises how tired he is. It's been a really long and exceptionally crappy day and this is the absolute last thing he needs. There's no answer. Not from any of them. Why would they desert him, after everything?]
You promised. Just send me home.
[Ok. Now is not the time to panic. He'll just starting looking for an exit, don't mind him.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Today
[The Marsiva is suddenly up one (1) wooden Mexican. One that's looking more than a little disorientated, but it's not due to the sudden change in surroundings. Just a few seconds ago, this guy was dead as a doornail, but not any more. He feels the thudding of his heart in his chest, he draws breath into his lungs for the first time in hours. The gods had held their word, they gave him life. But-
He glances around, finally taking note of his surroundings. After the bright vibrancy of the Land of the Remembered, the spaceship is drab and clinical. There's no wonder in it for him, even if it's no place he could have ever dreamed of before. He puts a hand to his back, his guitar is still there, but both his estoques are gone. Not only is he lost, but he's unarmed, not a good combination. He frowns.]
This isn't San Angel. [This wasn't where he was supposed to be. He can't afford another diversion. His town can't afford one. He needs to get to María, to Joaquín and he needs to get to them now. He glances downwards, raising his voice, panic and frustration seeping in.]
I did everything you asked of me!! We had a deal! You promised!
[He takes in a shuddery breath, his lungs ache from sudden use again, and he realises how tired he is. It's been a really long and exceptionally crappy day and this is the absolute last thing he needs. There's no answer. Not from any of them. Why would they desert him, after everything?]
You promised. Just send me home.
[Ok. Now is not the time to panic. He'll just starting looking for an exit, don't mind him.

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I haven't got time for it to be ...on pause. [What sort of way of saying 'paused' is that. How can you be on a pause? ]
My town needs me. Right now.
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We've seen that in places like this, they can take us from lots of different timelines. Sometimes you'll meet two people from the same world, but they're from different points in the future or past.
That must mean that the people in charge here have some kind of... time machine, right? [for lack of a better world] I think when we find a way to bust out, we might be able to use it to return to the point from where we were taken.
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So it will be like no time's passed at all?
[He could get there, he wouldn't be too late. He could save them. ]
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Yes. [she says it with more emphasis that time] Although I don't have any more proof than what I just told you, it's what I think.
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...I'll still try to find a way out as soon as I can.
[He sure can't stay here. ]
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I'm working to find a way to leave too, I'll let you know when I find anything.
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Gracias, senorita. The way out of this place is to work together, I'm sure of it.
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Of course we will! But fair warning, it might take a while. So don't go stir crazy on these ships before we find a way out.
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[After everything he's been through, this will be a cake walk, he's sure.]
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[she should probably tell hers first] I'm Ringo Oginome.
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I'm Manolo Sánchez.
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Okay, Manolo-kun. Nice to meet you.
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[He's genuinely curious. ]
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Well I don't know if I can update you more than everyone else already has. But I'll see you around Manolo-kun.
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Of course, thanks for all your help.