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lonely repear rudely woken up by gravity

Who: Eizen & You!
Broadcast: Fleetwide video.
Action: Aboard the Marsiva.
When: Right now boi.

[ There is very little worse than waking in an unfamiliar place, disorientated, confused, and incredibly disgruntled. Still that he can't remember ever going to sleep, he doesn't need sleep so why did he... Eizen shifts groggily attempting to get out of the bed he found himself in - only to come crashing down on the cold hard floor.

With his elbow landing on the device the feed flicks on just in time to see and hear the blond hair man curse loudly, sharp jarring pain shooting up his arm. Growling he pushes himself up to sit leaning against the side of the bed, hand reaching up to holding his still swimming head. ]

Where the hell...? Zaveid?

[ He can remember that the idiot had been with him, that they spent the evening drinking and talking as the world continued on around them unaware. ]

If this is some kind of joke I'm not laughing.

( ooc: !!!PLEASE NOTE!!! Eizen will not show up over the network, however you'll still be able to hear his voice!! Please enjoy the riveiting imagery of the Marsiva's walls and maybe part of a bed. Also please make sure to head over here and fill out this for me as well! Thanks friends! )

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[ When Zaveid hears his name as he scrolls through his device... He thinks it's a dream. He's had a few of those in the brief times that he's decided to have his own go at sleeping around on the fleet; he's dozed and dreamed and lost himself in things that were a tangle of memories and nightmares. That's what he thinks this is - some kind of twisted, mixed up dream that leaves him disorientated and uncertain, desperate for something he can't begin to name.

But it's not a dream.

He stares down at his device and he hears his own name coming from Eizen's mouth and he doesn't know what to do. Half of him says that he needs to turn his head and just pick up the damn thing and tell Eizen to shut up, that it's not a joke, that it's reality and they're on a fleet and in space and there's a Shepherd, there's a damn Shepherd and Zaveid loves him and he wants to make sure he's safe and comfortable - Eizen and Sorey, they're all getting confused in his head -

he realises he's stopped breathing, but that's fine. He doesn't need to breathe. He doesn't need air, but there's a tight feeling in his throat as he tries to work through it all. There are flashes of dragonfire and the roar of anger and forgetting that makes him break a little, gripping at the grass and soil under his fingertips. He's locked away in his room, but... He knows that ship. The Marsiva. How long does he have before Eizen finds him?

Standing up, Zaveid shuts the door and locks it from the inside. He turns his device down to as quiet as it can get without silencing it and shifts, putting it behind the chest. The chest that has his necklace and Aifread's coat and he thought that was the worst thing that was going to happen to him here after what happened to Mikleo, but here Eizen is, alive and breathing and well.

Zaveid wants to run to his side and welcome him just as much as he wants to run away and never see him again.

It's not fair. He had come to terms with it. He had allowed himself to move forward, to accept his promise, his Oath, and continue with his life. He had started anew with Sorey and Mikleo and Dezel and for all the happiness and glee and overwhelming, sickening delight he feels there's panic and raw, desperate fear too. This is his friend, one of the best he'd ever had, a companion for years upon years, who had stood at his side, comforted him, saved him... The friend that he had killed.

He can't face that. Not right now.

So he puts the phone down and turns, shifting to the little corner of his room that's as much a bed as any of it and he closes his eyes. Eizen will still be there when he feels his strength come back. Eizen isn't going anywhere. Not again. ]

[ Wow. ]

[Oh! That's a name he recognizes, but not the voice. A friend of Zaveid's from the Fleet? What did he do.

...or maybe someone from home?]

Hi, it's not a joke! ...probably. Zaveid's on his ship, do you need me to try and get in contact with him for you?

[ What hasn't Zaveid done is the better question to ask.

Eizen makes a short startled noise, jerking away from the source of the voice. ]

What? [ Zaveid's on a ship? What ship? ] What do you mean he's on his ship?

...ah. [Welp thAT ANSWERS THAT QUESTION.] Okay. Um, well, I'm Sorey, and I woke up here just like you and just like everybody else.

So the thing you're on right now is a ship that's sailing through um...the stars. The heavens; I'm sorry, I really don't know a better way to put it. All of us have been abducted, and these ships go around to different worlds and we're all really just trying to stick together and figure out what's going on.

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