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driftfleet2017-01-01 04:31 pm
stabsbothways) wrote in driftfleet2017-01-01 04:31 pm
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001: Happy New Year!
Who: Isabela and YOU
Broadcast: Unsuspecting Fleetwide Broadcast
Action: Hospitality Wing, Marsiva
When: January 1st!
[ Everything is wrong. The air: the smell, the temperature, the lack of breeze. Her bed: leathery but not, cold, sterile. She jolts awake and is assaulted with light. The light is wrong. It's too bright, it's too distributed, it's the wrong color. She can't help but swear in the most serious and dire way she knows how. ]
Maker be fucked.
[ She steps unsteadily onto a floor made of alien material, her boots making an audible sound as they make contact.
She's got her armor on but- no, her daggers are gone. No grenades, no bombs. Even her poisoned hairpin is gone. ]
Hello?
[ She starts to wander, looking at strange blinking lights and confusing surfaces which- she knows how to use? What even?? She moves to one console and finds that she can understand the language onscreen, and knows how to navigate the interface. ]
Broadcast: Unsuspecting Fleetwide Broadcast
Action: Hospitality Wing, Marsiva
When: January 1st!
[ Everything is wrong. The air: the smell, the temperature, the lack of breeze. Her bed: leathery but not, cold, sterile. She jolts awake and is assaulted with light. The light is wrong. It's too bright, it's too distributed, it's the wrong color. She can't help but swear in the most serious and dire way she knows how. ]
Maker be fucked.
[ She steps unsteadily onto a floor made of alien material, her boots making an audible sound as they make contact.
She's got her armor on but- no, her daggers are gone. No grenades, no bombs. Even her poisoned hairpin is gone. ]
Hello?
[ She starts to wander, looking at strange blinking lights and confusing surfaces which- she knows how to use? What even?? She moves to one console and finds that she can understand the language onscreen, and knows how to navigate the interface. ]
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It's pretty clear as she walks towards them that this is no mural, however. ]
Stuff me in the Revered Mother's Cunt.
[ Stay tuned, she's got a million of them. ]
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I told you!
It's kinda quiet out there a lot, but it's not too bad! Don't go out there, though, 'cus then you'll die. 'Cus air is important and there's no air outside.
[#helpful]
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Noted.
[ Sorry, she's just gonna... stare for awhile here. She tentatively touches the glass and leans against it, to get a better view. She doesn't recognize the stars at all, and she's pretty intimately aware of them back home. You need to have a good knowledge of the stars to navigate, after all. ]
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Are you okay, miss?
[You're not BSoD on me, are you.]
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[ Not a single constellation. ]
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[ Anxiousness rising. ]
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You're just real far away from home, so the stars aren't the same!
[DO YOU FEEL LESS ANXIOUS YET???????????//]
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I know!
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[Huff. Adults and their surly behaviors.]
You gotta be there 'til you get sorted, anyways.
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We got teams, and we gotta watch each other's backs!
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[ She had mixed feelings about teams. ]
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[ She had a team, sort of. It didn't last. ]
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[ They were a bunch of mangy scallywags, but they were her mangy scallywags. ]
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Does that mean you can throw 'em far?
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