+ Shot 001

[whereivebeen]

Who: Tay Barnam and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Now

[ the camera focuses on the form of a tall (very tall), teenage girl who has not yet woken up. She's sprawled on her stomach, one arm dangling down as though she rolled over and didn't quite manage to stay on the cot.

It pans down her back, where the tops of two rather nasty-looking scars are peeking out above her tank top. It's a ~very dramatic reveal~ that the viewers back home will probably be deeply intrigued by.

After a moment, she shifts and groans. She pushes herself up, finally awake, and freezes halfway up.

This is not the motel room she was expecting to be in.

Her free hand moves immediately to the small of her back, finding nothing, and then her ankle, finding nothing but army surplus cargo pants and combat boots. ]

Where the fuck are my guns?

Comments

[whereivebeen]

You know what, that's actually helpful. Congratulations. Knowing that everyone else is missing their weapons and no one knows where they are actually give me more information than I had before. So thanks!

Even if you do seem to be some sort of goody two-shoes about the whole gun thing.

[mysunnydisposition]

Hey, how about you tone down the condescension an just act like a person? Do you think you could manage that?

[whereivebeen]

That would mean I had to give a shit about how you feel about anything I've been saying, Which I don't. You're some badass human or whatever? Don't care, I could kick your ass.

100%. I know I could kick your ass.

[mysunnydisposition]

You can't be that badass if you need guns to feel safe...

[ So being Batman's protege rubs off sometimes, no matter how little time it was for. She can't help herself... and this girl started it. ]

[whereivebeen]

Oh please.

Like whatever you've been trained in, you don't feel the most comfortable with certain things available to you?

Just because I prefer to have guns doesn't mean I can't fuck you up without them.

[mysunnydisposition]

Why does this have to be some kind of contest? Do you actually have any questions, or do you just want to threaten everyone who talks to you?

[whereivebeen]

Everything's a contest, princess.

Fine, questions: Where am I, how did I get here, why am I here, how do I get home?

[mysunnydisposition]

[ She rolls her eyes at the princess comment, but lets it go. She is BEING THE BIGGER PERSON, DAMN IT. ...though not physically obviously because even on camera this girl is huge.]

You're on the HS Marsiva. It's the big ship in the middle of the fleet. At the end of the week you'll be transferred to one of the smaller ships.

Why you're here is a little more... Technically it's a reality show? But we don't know who's watching or what they want, so I guess it doesn't matter. You're here because people are jerks and they think you'd be entertaining, I guess.

No one knows how to get home yet. But if there's a way here, there has to be a way back.

[whereivebeen]

...Great. Fantastic. Now I want to punch someone even more than I did already.

Hey, Princess, you can fight, right? You wanna spar or something once I can get off this hunk of junk?

[mysunnydisposition]

[ Steph hesitates for a moment. ]

Maybe... There's not a lot of room for it. At least, not on my ship. Maybe in the cargo bay, I haven't really been down there...

[whereivebeen]

Well, whatever, lemme know if there's room somewhere, we'll go a few rounds.