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driftfleet2017-03-14 10:44 pm
redatheart) wrote in driftfleet2017-03-14 10:44 pm
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Who: Sayid Jarrah
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Bishop
When: Post-Shuffle
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[He'd only had a short time aboard the Marsiva before he found himself transported yet again, this time onto the bridge of a much smaller, less immaculate ship. Not long enough to figure out what was going on, not even long enough to browse the network.
Sayid's new shipmates will therefore find their newest member seated at the comm station, pretty much ignoring his celebratory pudding. (Someone else can eat it, if they want.) Perhaps somewhat notably, he's dressed in clothing that could reasonably be described as archaic - leather armor over simple clothing - and yet he doesn't seem awed or confused by the technology. Even with the augment, he seems pretty damn sure about what he's doing.]
network - video
[So yeah, there's this guy in fancy leather armor on screen. His arms are crossed over his chest, the look on his face is faintly annoyed, but he's calm and collected.]
I'm starting to worry that these kidnapping situations are going to become routine for me.
[Okay, but no that frustration isn't helpful, and he needs answers more than he needs to gripe.]
I'd like to know if there's anything expected of us here - other than to be amusing - or if we're otherwise allowed to live our lives unbothered. Our lives such as they are, anyway.
[Because, you know, the last time he was unexpectedly yanked from one place to another, there were games and dying and a lot of trauma. It'd be nice if that weren't repeated.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Bishop
When: Post-Shuffle
action
[He'd only had a short time aboard the Marsiva before he found himself transported yet again, this time onto the bridge of a much smaller, less immaculate ship. Not long enough to figure out what was going on, not even long enough to browse the network.
Sayid's new shipmates will therefore find their newest member seated at the comm station, pretty much ignoring his celebratory pudding. (Someone else can eat it, if they want.) Perhaps somewhat notably, he's dressed in clothing that could reasonably be described as archaic - leather armor over simple clothing - and yet he doesn't seem awed or confused by the technology. Even with the augment, he seems pretty damn sure about what he's doing.]
network - video
[So yeah, there's this guy in fancy leather armor on screen. His arms are crossed over his chest, the look on his face is faintly annoyed, but he's calm and collected.]
I'm starting to worry that these kidnapping situations are going to become routine for me.
[Okay, but no that frustration isn't helpful, and he needs answers more than he needs to gripe.]
I'd like to know if there's anything expected of us here - other than to be amusing - or if we're otherwise allowed to live our lives unbothered. Our lives such as they are, anyway.
[Because, you know, the last time he was unexpectedly yanked from one place to another, there were games and dying and a lot of trauma. It'd be nice if that weren't repeated.]
video;;
[ Sayid, you've been in kidnapping situations before, this should be a cake walk, right? ]
Mostly it's just planet-ship-space on repeat.
video
That's comforting, I suppose. Aside from the possibility of being attacked. Is that a common occurrence?
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We handled it, though. Nobody died or got seriously hurt.
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[And he won't bother Carl with questions that might be answered by looking at them.]
Visiting new planets must be quite an experience. Unless you're used to that sort of thing already.
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[ People did the same thing for him when he got here, the least he could do is pass it along, right? ]
Nah, this is pretty new. Like something out of a sci-fi book. The last planet was pretty cool. Definitely not under water, though.
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[He's not humoring Carl at all. For all that he's not pleased to be kidnapped again, being in space is....pretty cool. Honestly. The look on his face is slowly shifting away from pure annoyance.]
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[ Which he's honestly not thrilled about, but there's little they can do about it. ]
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[He...well, actually, since his girlfriend is here, Sayid can think of worse places to spend his time. But it's probably unappealing for a lot of people who have been dragged here.]
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[He wonders what exactly that means, in terms of their overall situation. Why would people be brought in, only to leave again? All of this is a lot less definite than Kyriakos, where people had a purpose, and only left once they had fulfilled it.
(...Or fell into comas.)]
I suppose I never made a general introduction. My name is Sayid. What's yours?
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I'm Carl.
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