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[stormfist]

Who: Jayden and YOU!!
Broadcast: Yes - part 1
Action: Yes - part 1 (Marsiva) and part 2 (Pathstone)
When: part 1 is earlier in the day, part 2 is after the latest shuffle!

[ 1 - The Marsiva | Video ]
[ Jayden is NOT HAPPY when she wakes up. At all. And after long enough of frantically searching every inch of the room she's in, and seeing no sign of any of her things, she's all the more pissed off! So she very, very quickly figures out her communication device, switches it on, and glares daggers into the feed. Hoo boy howdy, is she pissed... ]

Where. Is. My. Ghost?

[ First things first. More questions later.

Later, anyone else also on the Marsiva might bump into her in the main room, though she'll be quite pissy about the whole situation. ... She might also be stuffing her face with some of that buffet food. Don't judge. ]


[ 2 - The Pathstone | Action ]
[ Poof!! Jayden appears on the Pathstone, there's a flurry of confetti, and... ... is that pudding? She'll take some of that thank you very much~

She's wandering the ship, trying to figure out 1) where she's supposed to be right now, 2) who else is around, and 3) if she's going to get any more answers about... well, anything at all. So, would anyone care to help show her around? Don't mind the stern look on her face too much. It... it just does that. ]

Comments

2!

[robitussin]

[Opal is wandering the ship, planning to head back out to the hotel soon. Instead, as she makes her way to the entrance, she sees Jayden instead.]

Well, you look happy. Let me guess, they pulled you from the middle of something important? I think it's that way for most people.

[stormfist]

[ Jayden's resting bitch face does ease up the slightest bit when she's addressed - not much, but it's something. She sighs. ]

Sort of. I'm a Guardian. Got a city to protect. Can't do that here. [ Beat. ] And apparently I'm a pilot now?

[ She'd like to know who's in charge of augments and why are they stupid. ]

[robitussin]

Yeah. This place sucks for stuff like that. Was there anyone else who could take care of your city or whatever?

[A pause.]

Nice. Think it's been a while since we had a pilot, or if it hasn't been a while I didn't know the last one.

[stormfist]

[ She nods. ]

There are plenty of Guardians. But... I still feel pretty uneasy.

... Hold up. You didn't have a pilot before me? [ What. ] So you just floated after the flagship or something?

[robitussin]

The ship's on autopilot if there's no pilot. But now that you're here we can tell the autopilot to go fuck itself and go off course if we want? I think that's how it works, at least.

[A shrug.]

Like I said, it's been a while since we had one.

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[per_audacia_ad_astra]

Ghost? You're looking for a Ghost! I didn't get mine here either! At least if we're talking about the same Ghosts because the people here think Ghosts are like, apparitions, or, you know, extensions of the soul after the body has passed. But that's not --

I mean, mine was sassy and annoying but I miss him, I just --

-- are you a Guardian?

[Betamax has lost her focus in her excitement, it's been months since she was last with Argos, and even longer since she'd been at the tower; she'd been trying to get used to the idea of never seeing another Guardian. But now, she's got her communication up close to her face, optics shining bright.]

[stormfist]

[ Wow holy crap that's one excited Exo suddenly all up in her face -- er, on her device screen. Whatever. Point remains.

She's still angry, and hell if she's letting down her guard just because the other person seems so happy. The tension around her remains. ]

Yeah. I am. And not five minutes ago, I was near Firebase Rubicon. Now I'm here, and I can't find Anil. What the hell is going on?

[ ... Sorry, Betamax, hopefully she will be even a little bit nicer sooner rather than later?? ]

[per_audacia_ad_astra]

[She's too happy to be bothered with the Titan's anger, taking it all in stride.]

Firebase ... Rubicon ... [She answers in awe; she's been there, certainly, but it was never an easy trek. She gives her head a shake to focus.] You're in the Fleet now, It's not any part of our universe. It's actually one of a few pocket dimensions; not the first I've been in. This one seems, well ... basically we're the entertainment. We're on a show, if you can believe that, ratings and sponsors and all that. Apparently we get returned if our ratings are high enough, but it seems to be more random than that.

[Warlocks; never for a lack of words.]

[stormfist]

We're... entertainment.

[ Also there was something about pocket dimensions in there, whatever the hell that means. Warlock words. Totally. ]

... They can rate my ass. [ Jayden plz. ] And my fists. Who's behind this bullshit? I'll get us home.

[ oh boy. ]

voice.

[airily]

You, uh, have a habit of losing ghosts where you come from?

[stormfist]

[ What, no video response? Figures. ]

No. Which means someone took him. You know anything about that?

[ Aaand now she's glaring a little bit harder. Jayden does not know how to win friends and influence people. Sorry. ]

[airily]

That's not how you go around making friends, y'know.

[ Hey, it's a downside of being a spirit. ]

You should try asking nicely.

[stormfist]

[ ... Nope.

She cocks her head to the side, puts on a smile so fake and practically dripping with metaphorical venom, it hurts. ]

Not here to make friends, and I don't do nice. You should try answering my question.

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[onlyanapple]

[Crowley's in his usual place, lounging on his comms station chair, looking bored as anything. He tilts his head in the direction of the noise of someone new arriving, and gives an idle half-wave. ]

Yeah. That's the normal expression for anyone realising they have to live here.

[stormfist]

[ Bored? Meet lineface. She nods in answer. ]

That why someone painted a bunch of stuff on the walls, or was that here when everyone else got here?

[onlyanapple]

[Linefaces are the best ok. ]

Oh, no. That was Solas. It's art, apparently. He fucked off a while back but we never got rid of it.

[stormfist]

Sentimental reasons? Or does someone else around here like three-eyed wolves and creepy people staring at moons?

[ She doesn't see the appeal, but hey. ]

1 - action if that's ok!

[expellerhead]

[meticulously going through his comm, propped up on one of those bunk beds] Is this Ghost of yours a weapon?

absolutely~

[stormfist]

[ She glances over at him, still very clearly angry - but if he's stuck here with her, then he's not the enemy. So fine, she'll speak. ]

Can be. [ you can hurl a metal AI thingy at someone and do some damage, right? ] Why?

[expellerhead]

[looks at her over his comm with a sniff.] My weapons are missing also. They likely confiscated anything like that when we were first brought here.

[stormfist]

I see. Figures.

[ Confirmation that this guy had weapons and can theoretically therefore fight is good, though. She nods at the comm in his hands. ]

Anything on those worth mentioning?

video;

[frigidaire]

Uh, aren't ghosts invisible, anyway?

[ Not. Helping. ]

[stormfist]

[ Oh my God. ... Well, that wins him a long pause and a Look.]

Wrong Ghost. Thanks so much.

[frigidaire]

You didn't specify, so. Just saying. Can't be helpful if I can't see what I'm looking for.

[ Isaac shrugs. SO SORRY. ]

[stormfist]

[ Jayden rolls her eyes mightily, but she does manage to keep from snapping at him. He's just a kid, after all. ]

So you seriously don't know what I'm talking about? Little thing, this big... [ She holds her hands up, makes a round shape about the size of a grapefruit ] Floats around, scans things and is occasionally a smartass?

[ Because all of that makes total sense, right? ]