driftfleet | Excuse You I Had Vows to Keep

Who: Katie and you!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Vanquish / Iskaulit
When: Today!

[Last thing Katie remembers is literally dragging a troll's battleaxe through a town on the verge of rioting, a large collection of stray cats nipping at her heels. (Look, life is complicated. Don't ask.)

Waking up to absolute stillness after that? Disconcerting, to say the least.

There's a dreamcatcher above the bed she's lying on, crafted with familiar wool and laced with magic, and it's the familiarity that pulls at her memory before she rolls over to see a collection of woolen dolls. That she crafted, she remembers suddenly. She'd forgotten. When did she--?

Then she's out the door and into the hallway, wide-eyed and disoriented.] No, no, no--

[It's the Fleet. Worst possible timing, oh my god. Or someone's god, anyway. You can find her in the halls or in the blanket fort, much beloved and missed cat winding around her ankles as she... starts pulling the blankets down and folding them neatly into a pile. Goddammit.]

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[And much later, a video broadcast, cheerful British accent warped slightly by a little American influence--]

Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies. Do we still have a theatre? A fox park? If all else fails, I suppose people would consider me old enough to drink for once. [It's not a familiar face, except for the same bright green eyes.] I have all the time in the world to waste, and I'm new. Tell me where I can waste it?

[She'll be on the Iskaulit anyway, trying to match old-new memories with what she finds and feeling more than a little displaced. Find her pretty much anywhere. Later, she'll head out to the hotel and the planet, but that's a different post.]

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[Now, Clay's been helping take care of Katie's cat along with Alphonse. So when he opens the door with a bowl of food, he stops short when he sees some woman folding up Katie's blankets just like that. She looks... familiar, but - is it Katie's mom? Aunt? Well, whoever it is, they're messing with Katie's stuff, so he frowns while setting the bowl of food down for the kitty.]

Hey, look, I'm really glad to have you on board, but one of my crewmates arranged the blankets like that, so could you leave those alone until she's back?

[...baw, Clay. You're defending her territory in her absence and feeding her cat, all in the same minute. Best captain. It softens the frustrated expression as she peers over at him, blanket still in hand.]

I would. But I think she'll appreciate it more if I rearrange the room. She's far too tall to crawl under all the blankets at this height.

[Hah. She smiles a little.]

...how long has she been gone, Clay?

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