driftfleet | Heron - She's your problem now [Video + Action]

Who: Livewire
Broadcast: Video, fleet-wide!
Action: Anyone aboard the SS Heron
When: Early morning hours of the 28th (Video), throughout the day (Action)

[VIDEO]

[Whether deliberately or by pure accident, the newest Communications Officer is abruptly dropped onto the bridge of her new ~~cell~~ posting, the Heron. Sure, she'd kept to herself aboard the Marsiva, mostly trying to figure out what was what by eavesdropping on everyone else, but she'd hit the breaking point and started pounding on locked doors near the end there. Which was why it was hard to say whether the timing of her sudden arrival was by accident or by design, as she'd shown up mid-tirade.]

-boot right up your sorry alien...!

[Aaaaand cue the confetti and tinny fanfare. That, and Livewire's immediate realization that she was no longer where she had been just a few moments ago. There's an obvious look of shock on her face at the sudden transition, but it's quickly replaced by one of seething fury. Which, admittedly, probably wasn't made any better by all the confetti falling deciding it'd be super neat if it reminded her that static cling still exists, and now she's a polka-dot confetti'd mess.

And it takes all of two seconds of gritted teeth and growling before she's a polka-dotted, smoking confetti'd mess as each piece starts to smolder, seeing as how she's currently jettisoning enough electricity to pass for an oddly human-looking Tesla coil. Hopefully those stray arcs of electric current that've started firing off around her don't hit anything expensive, but at least for the moment it's mostly the floor and bulkheads taking all the hits.]

[Action, throughout the day]

[For anyone fortunate enough to be absent or asleep for her arrival- or heck, even those who weren't- the morning after's gonna bring a whole new set of headaches. Because someone has found out she has access to the ship's entire electrical system. And she's using it.

All of it.

She doesn't have enough of a charge stockpiled to play around with it all at once of course- even for a ship this small- but she's certainly leaving no wire untouched. So depending on which part of the ship she happens to be "visiting" at any given moment, her presence is easily noticed, even if she remains unseen herself. Everything from doors opening and closing on their own, to panels lighting up like a Christmas tree, even kitchen appliances cycling through their various settings, just about anything electrical is showing some sign of her influence and generally misbehaving.

Fortunately, despite all the electrical confusion, she does seem limited to the common areas of the ship...for now, anyway. Another blessing would be that for all the mischief, she doesn't seem to be capable of messing with anything too important- the ship's power supply remains steady enough to keep everything running, and the navigation and propulsion systems both remain untouched.

Ground zero, however, seems to be the communications console. That is displaying an annoying tendency to periodically start cycling through a backlog of every stored message she can get her hands on, and even any and all unsecured comm traffic within range. More often than not, the screen's an endless barrage of video and datastreams flashing one after the other in rapid succession, as if the whole thing's gone completely haywire.]

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[Lighting bending? Probably not, but that's the first thing that comes to Sokka's mind. He waves a hand at the screen, in an attempt to get her attention. ]

Um, heeeeeeeeey? You might wanna...not so much with the electricity? There's a lot of space out there and I don't think bursting open a bulkhead would be a great idea for you.

[That...only gets him an angry look of his very own- once she figures out just where the intrusion is coming from- followed by yet another unwarranted explosion of electricity. This time though, she seems to vanish entirely once the bright light from the discharge fades. It looks like she's even managed to knock out the feed entirely, though as the video goes dark, there's a very animated path of electrical current darting back and forth across the screen. After a few seconds of fruitless effort however, it changes back into the woman from earlier- though, still with nothing but the blank screen behind her.]

Ah shut it, half-pint! One overgrown boy scout's enough trouble in my life!

[She may or may not have been trying to show up and give Sokka a nice zap upside the head. She'll work on figuring out just why that wasn't working for her later. She was already neck deep in a Bad Day as it was, the last thing she wanted to do was work. So she'll be content to just broadcast from within her comm station itself...for now, anyway.]

If I wanted, I could do a whole lot worse than makin' some lousy hole in the wall!

[Well, she couldn't, but she doesn't know that just yet.]

Edited 2017-01-29 09:29 (UTC)

[This is why he shouldn't talk to crazy ladies who shoot electricity out of their hands. This is exactly why. His tone is a little whiny, too, which probably doesn't help matters. ]

I'm like, twenty one.

[Stupid Atroma. Not letting him age.]

But hey, if you wanna be sucked into the vacuum of space and die, be my guest. Don't say I didn't warn you.

[Well, if that wasn't, the incredulous snort and the brief fit of laughter that followed would certainly provide even further incentive.]

Right, and I'm Superman!.

[Okay ew, gross, it felt awful even saying that, sarcasm or not. Instant regret.]

What kinda backwater podunk'd you come from, kid? Cause I got news for ya, you need a little more'n a few sparks to blast through this stuff!

[Granted, the same probably couldn't be said for, oh, various instrument panels. But at least the opportunity to be an absolute jerk seemed to be calming her down a little. Enough that she wouldn't pose an immediate safety hazard once she returned to the bridge, anyway.]

I...don't know who that is even.

[Maybe if he'd paid more attention to Kara other than knowing her as "the awesome girl who could pick up a dead t-rex" he'd know a bit more. But nope. Ignorance is bliss.]

The Southern Water Tribe, and it's not backwater. And you could do all kinds of damage, but hey, if you wanna do that to yourself, I'm not gonna stop you.

Wait, seriously? Well then! Maybe this'll be a fun trip after all!

[Kind of a bummer it meant she couldn't try to kill him again, but hey- at least she didn't have to deal with his insufferable brand of goody-goodness. That alone was an instant spirit-lifter, and a nice enough one she even decides to lighten up on the totally-not-a-kid! Granted, questions could no doubt be raised about what implications her idea of "good news" had for everyone else, but that's not her problem.]

Guess you do know somethin' useful after all! If you're feelin' like goin' two for three, maybe you could share what you babies do for fun around here? Other'n stickin' your nose where it don't belong, I mean.

Why? Is he someone causing trouble for you back home?

[He'll just wander right into that one. Maybe someone else will school him on it, but considering the only person he really knows who knew a Superman hated the guy, probably not so much. ]

I know a lot of useful things, thank you very much, lady. And I guess that depends on what you consider fun. We got the Iskaulit, that's got bars and a gym and garden and stuff on it.

You don't know the half of it, kid. And seein' as how it's kind of a long story 'n all, I'm in too good a mood to waste any time on it. Just know that the Super-jerk's kinda hard to stomach.

[That and this is becoming a bit of a pointless waste of her energy to keep inhabiting the network for a conversation that can't end with her popping out on his ship and siphoning off a fresh recharge, so she'll go ahead and head on back. So while his screen gets momentarily scrambled by her departure, it clears up to show a view of the Heron's bridge again shortly after. And the subsequent channel of electric current that shoots out of the console and into the closest chair. All in the name of convenience- since once she re-materializes, shes' already lounging there with her feet propped up on the work station.]

Mmm, I'm sure that sounds fun- to somebody like you, I mean. But I can't say that's really my thing anymore.

[Well, the bar part. The garden was definitely never here thing, and she'd never bothered with a gym.]

What else ya got? Don't tell me we're stuck here on some overblown leisure cruise. Where's all the action, huh? The excitement?

...Right. Duly noted.

[That's...weird, but hey, he'll live with it. He folds his arms, watching her.]

That depends on what you'd call 'exciting'. Clue me in here.

Hmmm. Weeeell I'd have to say the usual, kid. Loud music, the hard rock scene, the wrong kinda crowd, maybe even the occasional riot- that sorta thing.

[It is alarmingly difficult to tell if she's kidding, seeing as how that smile she's flashing could either be a tell or entirely genuine.]

[Eh. He's spent years with Toph. He can handle this. ]

One of the bars is a nightclub? I think? Maybe you can riot in there?

[Aw, he'd be kind of adorable if she could form healthy attachments to literally anyone.]

Kid, nobody riots in a club.

[Then again, now that she thinks about it, it might make for a fun challenge...eh, something to think about later.]

These rustbuckets ever make a pit stop someplace civilized, maybe I'll let ya see what real mayhem looks like.

[This is a great loss for both of them. ]

Why not? I mean, where else can you riot?

...Other than prison?

[Is she gonna pick someone up and toss them in the air shouting 'riot'? That's how he assumes it's done now.]

We go to Waystations and planets? But honestly, I've seen a lot of mayhem. I'm pretty okay with a mayhem-free life at the moment.

[Man if only it were that simple...]

Fortunately kid, we're not talkin' about what you want. I'm gonna be cooped up in this bucket o' bolts for long, I think I deserve a little fun!

But hey, I get it, some people just gotta do what they're told. Stick to the straight-an-narrow. You wanna spend your time doin' whatever people tell ya, livin' out your boring little life, that's your business.

Just don't get in the way of mine, 'kay babe?

[Things he doesn't need right now:

This. ]

Hey. Look, so long as you leave my ship and crew alone, knock yourself out.

[He's sure someone else will make her their problem.]

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