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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. ]
no subject
[Again.]
We don't know. They claim it's for entertainment. Apparently we have a rapt audience that watches our lives unfold here. Whether or not that's true or just a cover, we haven't been able to determine. Our captors are very, very good at hiding themselves.
no subject
[ What kind of sick fucks...? ]
So that's it? We're just little birds in their cages?
no subject
no subject
[ It can't. ]
no subject
[Learning this is never easy; she always sympathizes with the newcomers. the culture shock and adjustment doesn't help things.]
no subject
There has to be a way to rebel. We can just refuse to do what they bid.
no subject
It's not quite like that. We're... more or less free to do what we want. We're simply confined. It's a cage, but a rather large one, especially when we dock at a planet or station.