audio.

[delincuente]

[The audio feed rattles to life with a blare of feedback, and the voice that comes through is bright, cherry, and possibly familiar to a few.]

Gooood morning, outer space! I'm pleased to announce that I've just taken over your fleet. You can call me Your Majesty, or Supreme Overlord, or Beyoncé. One of the three. Mom jeans and aerobic dance are officially outlawed, and nothing is allowed to start before noon.

Kay, thanks. Beyoncé out.

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[spacebro]

Beyoncé, the inventor of lemonade? [He may have misunderstood a conversation he had on Earth.] I like your drink. It's very refreshing.

[delincuente]

[Having not yet made it to 2016, she has no idea what he's talking about, but she still finds it delightful.]

Oh man, thanks. Just dropped a lemon in some water one day, and the rest was history.

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[thebarkside]

what are mom jeans??
(i miss google...)

permavoice.

[delincuente]

High waist, straight leg, makes your butt look like a planet.

[Video]

[helladoomed]

[Holy shit, Alex? Was just...back. And appeared to remember, maybe? Unless she was the type of person that could fake it really easily. Still...Chloe was going to roll with the joke.]

[She's sitting somewhere on the Tourist, unlit cigarette in her mouth, and she seems to think over Alex's declaration.]

Mm...Pass.

video.

[delincuente]

Would you rather call me Kelly or Michelle?

[She grins - it's clear from one look that she remembers everything.]

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[robitussin]

lol you wish you were beyonce

i'm gonna take your lack of shock and horror as a cue that you remember your first rodeo though??

voice.

[delincuente]

Aside from the horrifying cowboy reference, yep. Every second.

audio;

[reek]

Is that what you're calling yourself now?

[ He has a good memory, even if Ramsay tried very hard to twist it. Yes, Alex, he recognizes your voice. ]

[delincuente]

[Oh, hey. Another voice she... mainly recognizes. Something about it sounds different. Flatter.]

I guess I can let my most loyal fans stick with "Alex".

audio;

[save_the_souls]

[There's a somewhat familiar voice coming in over the audio feed. Except he has a bit deeper voice - older actually.

He knows there's a good chance she won't remember him, but- only one person could spout so much stupid nonsensical stuff upon arrival]

Alex?!

[delincuente]

[It takes her half a second, but- ]

Hey, Ranger.

[Oh good lord how long was she gone? Did Allen finally go through puberty?]

Miss me any?

voice

[experiencepoints]

.... Welcome back?

[delincuente]

What, no balloons? I was at least expecting some confetti. Maybe a couple of banners.

Voice

[onlyanapple]

[There's a voice he recognises. And it brings no small amount of delight to his crusty old heart. She's talking about the fleet, and not freaking out about it, so he can make an educated guess that she knows where she is. ]

Ugh, not you again. Thought I got rid of you the first time around.

[He missed you SO MUCH. Never leave him again. ]

[delincuente]

[FAVORITE DEMON UNCLE]

Ew, they couldn't pick a better welcome committee? Where'd you crawl out of, anyway?

[Translation: It's very good to see you.]

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[alwayscomeback]

[!!!

It's Alex!!! She's back!! ]

And miss out on breakfast? You're the worst Supreme Overlord ever.

[delincuente]

Um, you can still have breakfast at noon-thirty. Breakfast isn't about the time - it's in your heart.

[She missed you too, buddy.]

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[stefanged]

[No.

That can't possibly be - there's no way. Once someone leaves the Fleet, that's supposed to be it, and if they ever return? Their memories usually don't come with them.

Stefan takes a long moment to compose himself, with his voice sounding unnaturally calm and even -]

Beyoncé? Is that what I'm supposed to call you now?

[delincuente]

[Oh shit, oh shit, he's still here, don't panic- ]

You can call me whatever you want.

[Was that awkward? That was awkward. Maybe.]

... Hi.

video;

[universal_charm]

Is Beyonce your actual name, or a cultural reference I'm missing?

video.

[delincuente]

Both. I'm a big part of Earth culture. Practically the leading expert, here.

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[geonomy]

[He knows that voice. He knows it!]

Beyoncé!

[delincuente]

[The call has been sounded!]

Space Man! [She wishes she could hug him through the speaker.] What's up, my dude?

video;

[arfvader]

Did you get the okay from Beyoncé? Because I absolutely would not put it past her to have space lawyers.

[delincuente]

What, I'm supposed to get permission from myself?

[Rule #1: Alex does not give up on the bullshit.]

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[stoccado]

[Asuna's listened to some other conversations, and she's suddenly aware people left out a very important piece of information when they explained things to her.]

You were here before? And you remember?

[delincuente]

Every beautiful goddamn second.

[Sorry girl.]

[huaaaaagh]

[EYYYYYY.]

Least hostile takeover ever.

[delincuente]

I'm too lazy to be hostile. It's one of my best character traits.