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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. ]

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[stormfist]

[ Yep, worst news ever, and she shows as much with another sigh. She can already tell she's going to go stir crazy here... ]

Jayden. Nice to meet you.

[ She nods, and though she attempts a small smile too, it's a tired thing. Someone just spent most of her mental energy being angry! Imagine that. ]

[per_audacia_ad_astra]

[She smiles. It's a hard life for a Guardian, doubly so for ones so itching for action as a Titan. She could lose herself in documents and past network posts, if she really had to. Not a lot to punch or reasons to punch, really.]

Between the two of us, I'm sure we'll manage something.

[stormfist]

Yeah. One way or another. Call it an impromptu fireteam.

[ A pause. ]

... Really hope our Ghosts are okay...

[per_audacia_ad_astra]

[She wilts a little. She'd had to adapt to not having her Ghost around, and while it hadn't been easy, she'd had Argos and his Ghost to help ease the seperation when she'd initially arrived at the Box.]

I don't know if it's the same case here, but the first place I was at - they talked about time being seperate from their own universes? They'd had cases where people would disapear, or 'go home', and come back, and it was like they were stepping back into the exact moment they left, but without recollection they'd been gone.

I can only hope it's the same with this place. I'll have to miss him but he won't have to miss me.