stabsbothways: (Default)
stabsbothways ([personal profile] stabsbothways) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2017-01-01 04:31 pm

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. ]
wolfuncaged: (No shelter for this child in mazes lost)

[personal profile] wolfuncaged 2017-01-23 09:07 pm (UTC)(link)
You'd only come back anyway. With the few deaths we've had here, they've all come back.
wolfuncaged: (What the hell is wrong with me?)

[personal profile] wolfuncaged 2017-01-26 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately. You know I don't use those words lightly.

[He hates it just as much. ]

One day, we may find a way to overturn those who have captured us for the amusement of others. But until then, we are...stuck.

[He's already raged and fought against it, just like he did when he woke up in Exsilium. Neither time has done him much good. ]