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[padadin]

Who: Shiro and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Blameless
When: March 17th and 18th

[Network | Video from the HS Marsiva - Friday 17th]

[Waking up in a strange place is, sadly, something Shiro has done before. A couple of times actually. He must admit, though, he appreciates the lack of a headache this time. The worry is strong when he realizes he lost communication with his team, and there's nobody around to answer his questions. At least that means not bad guys either?

His body feels great (how, after that battle?) so he doesn't waste time investigating. Moments later he's at the cafeteria, eating something that is not goo (thank goodness) and going through the files on his new communicator. The idea of a reality show and that augment implanted in his head isn't well received at all, but there's something more urgent he should check on first. There are no signs of it on the network, but you can never be too safe.

The feed starts as he's taking off his helmet, his sci-fi-ish suit of armor and the calmness he speaks with not making him look a newbie at all. Someone familiar with military training, though, may find a bit of that on him.]

Hello. I'm Shiro, a new arrival to this... fleet. [He's about to say "this show" but ugh, he doesn't want to think about that.] Space isn't news to me, but alternative universes are. So I still feel I must ask: has any of you encountered or heard of an alien race called Galra? They aren't good news, and I wouldn't want them to have followed me here. Thanks for any information you can provide.

[Action | It's shuffle time on the SS Blameless! - Saturday 18th]

[The confetti is met with an unamused face, and Shiro is still brushing it off his armor as he makes his way through the ship, helmet under an arm and eyes attentive. The pudding is tempting (he isn't a huge chocolate lover but gosh, he hasn't tasted it in forever) but it can wait for now. First, he needs to meet his crew. Shiro is still a firm believer of teamwork, so it'll be better for everyone, he thinks, if he gets to know these new people as soon as possible.

He doesn't rush it though. Familiarizing himself with the ship is also important, so he walks through the hallways at a calm pace, taking in all the details and wondering what kind of piloting it'll require. Whenever he sees someone, he speaks up, tone and body language as friendly as it can be.]

Excuse me. Hi. I believe I'm the new pilot of the ship. [He offers his right hand and, if the person decides to take it, they'll notice it feels harder than a human hand. As if it was made of metal.] You can call me Shiro.

Comments

action?

[sylphid]

[Fie looks amused at his decorum, so instead of texting back, she calls across the Marsiva.]

You're welcome.

[If he looks, he'll see her in one of the bunks.]

:)b

[padadin]

[He does look up from his communicator, eyebrows raised. Another young girl? Damn.]

Sorry, didn't see you there. Hello. Are you a new arrival too?

[sylphid]

[Excuse you she's sixteen and responsible! ... ish.]

Fresh off the boat as you are.

[She doesn't make a move to get off the bunk, but she does look up at him this time.]

[padadin]

[Well, eye contact is a start! He nods, attention now on her instead of the communicator.]

Is this your first time in space? [He gets the feelings that's the case for most people and he can't help wondering how they feel about it.]

[sylphid]

Yep. Pretty sure.

[She's been to other dimensions or something... it's complicated. So it may be space for all she knows.]

It's a whole lotta nothing.

[padadin]

[Both of Shiro's eyebrows raise at the answer. This space nerd is a bit offended right now, thank you very much!]

You think millions of stars and hundreds of planets is nothing?

[sylphid]

There's more nothing than stuff out there, isn't there? [Fie is so unaffected by his indignation.]

We could probably fly in a straight line for ages without hitting anything.

[padadin]

That would depend on the quarter or system you're flying through. [He explains with his usual familiarity and love for the subject.] It can be less common than you think.

[sylphid]

Uh-huh. [Really, she's not concerned either way.]

Well, if we hit something you can say you told me so.

[padadin]

[He shakes his head, amused at her comment.]

We aren't flying in a straight line. The ships will be fine as long as their pilots don't get distracted.

[sylphid]

Makes you wonder who's flying this one, doesn't it?

['If anyone is' being the unspoken implication here.]

[padadin]

[Oh, he gets it. He totally does, he's thought about it too. He nods before looking around them, taking in the place again.]

"Atroma" they call it. If they're real people, an AI or if they exist at all - I don't think even the people who have been here for a while know.

[sylphid]

So I saw. [She was bored and went through some broadcast history.]

Still doesn't answer the question, though.

[padadin]

It doesn't. And I don't think you'll find an answer soon.

[He usually isn't pessimistic, but after having been through the files too, well. He's stating facts, really.]

[sylphid]

Neither do I.

[It's not pessimism, it's realism. This time.]