driftfleet | Seventh Blight

Who: Riona and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Anywhere on the Iskaulit
When: Tonight

[It hadn't struck Riona right away, what today was. In the morning, she'd gone about her usual business, just like any other day. In fact, she may never have realized it at all, if she hadn't just idly thought about it. It hit her rather hard, leaving her almost breathless for a moment.

Today marks one year since she arrived in the fleet.

A lot of emotions come with it, ones she struggles with throughout the rest of the day. It's what eventually drives her to the Iskaulit, fighting with her thoughts as Kiter meanders alongside of her, enjoying the exercise. Riona finally decides to maybe try the network and get her thoughts out that way, rather than just mulling over them.]

I find myself observing the one year mark of my arrival to the fleet. [She falls quiet a moment, lips quirked to one side.] It's been quite a year. To those who have observed this anniversary for themselves: did you find yourselves feeling rather mixed about the whole thing? Personally, I can't quite figure out how I feel about it, quite honestly.

Maybe I should simply accept that, that there aren't going to be much in the way of words. [A huff.] Maybe what I need more than anything is a distraction. I've spent the better part of the day chewing it all over in my mind. If anyone has an idea for such, I welcome suggestions. Alternatively, if company is wanted, I'm walking with my dog around the Iskaulit.

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That... is definitely a part of it, yes. But it gets easier?

In a sense. It depends on how much patience you have, I think, and how well these places end up treating you. And how bored or homesick you are. And whether life sucks for you at home. [Basically, it's different for everyone.]

But under any of those circumstances, once you've made it past the first year the rest kind of blurs. Anyone capable of adjusting has already made the best of a bad hand, so.

So hard to say, in other words. Not much choice but to adapt. Otherwise I think one would go insane after awhile in such a place.

[She smiles sympathetically.]

It sounds like you have quite a bit of experience with it.

It helps that you're not alone in what you're going through. It's really hard not to see people from home, but...you do tend to make friends here, as well.

[She grins a little.]

Before I spent my first year here, I ended up spending a year in another place. Wasn't quite as harmless as this one.

No, I'm not. And I'm even lucky that I have two friends from home here. I suppose I can't complain all that much.

[But she does anyway because fuck you, Atroma.]

I've heard of people being trapped in other places before coming here. Paradisa and Exsilium are the ones I've been told about.

Yeah. From the sounds of things, Paradisa is not a fun place at all. I know less about Exsilium. There are a handful of others.

Compared to just about every place I've heard of, this is a quiet vacation.

[Give it another week.]

Nothing wrong with complaining, though. Mutual venting sessions are therapeutic, trust me.

Maker, they must be quite bad. What about where you had come from? How would you compare it to here?

[Damn it, Nami, ya jinxed it.]

Hmm, well... we weren't all drifting around in space, at least. Adstring was supposedly the site of an accident that cracked the universe, and people and objects kept kind of slipping in by accident. But that also included some pretty powerful spirits who weren't too crazy about sharing the space with us.

Some of them were nice, and some of them just liked messing with our heads. And the last one we dealt with... wanted to kill everyone and chew on their souls for all eternity. He nearly succeeded.

[There's enough distance from Diereadh now that the events are just a story, but lord those last days were dark.]

A... crack in the universe? All this empty space can crack?

[What the shit]

So it wasn't a deliberate kidnapping like it is here. Not sure if that's better or not. But I take it you managed to best that demon?

Not that we know of, anyway. And yeah. Took us a while, but common enemy and all that.

We got to go home after that. Turns out he was mostly responsible for all our escape attempts failing.

So you escaped a place where you faced being eaten by a demon, only to... get dragged here and entrapped in some entertainment show.

[...]

Ugh. My condolences.

[She gives an amused snort.] That's about the size of it. I've already spent more time here than I did there. But you know, it's helped me deal with this place, at least. We haven't had to deal with demons, and we always have food and water. And entertainment.

Which doesn't make me want to leave any less, mind.

I suppose it could be a lot worse, yes. Here's to hoping we both don't wind up in another place after here.

I'll drink to that.

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