Ninth Blight

[bryces_pup]

Who: Riona, a crate of blow up sex dolls, and you
Broadcast: Yep
Action: On the Blue Fish (any visitors keep in mind, the locks are in place again so someone would need to let them on the ship)
When: Tonight

[The video flickers on, panning to one very, very annoyed queen. Behind her and off to the side is a large crate. It's been opened, and if one looks carefully, they might see what looks like arms and legs flopped over the side. Riona begins opening a letter, her movements jerky.]

Lucky me, it's been so long since I've gotten one of these. They appear to be plastic... dolls, I suppose. You're supposed to fill them with air and they take shape. I highly doubt they sent all of these for me, and thus this broadcast. What their purpose is, though, I do not know. They seem a little large to be for children. This note should be enlightening, I think.

[Riona holds it up and begins reading:]

"For Riona and the other sorrowfully separated or single persons in the fleet-" It's going to be one of those kinds of drops, I see. "We sympathize with your frustration and separation. Have some of our top quality models, free of charge, for those nights where the loneliness just gets to be too much. And for you, Riona - after we saw your awakening from your coma and learned of your heartbreaking situation, we were moved. We created a special model, just for you. We think you'll find the likeness striking. We already blew it up for you, and it's ready for immediate... use..."

You - Maker's breath, are these for what I think they're for? [Riona shakes her head in disbelief.] And what did they mean by-

[Frowning, Riona drops the note and walks over to the crate. Rifling through it for a moment, she eventually goes "Ah, found it, I think". She seems to wrestle with something for a moment until, after a hard pull, she wrenches it free. Out comes a fully blown up doll, well within view of the camera. Those from Thedas might recognize a certain Fereldan king that Riona just so happens to be married to.

Riona's shock quickly turns to red-faced anger as she slams the doll back down into the crate. Her jaw tightens as she turns and heads to the device.]

Whoever helps me push this blighted thing out the airlock gets a free drink on me. [As soon as she tosses out her offer, she shuts the feed off.]

Comments

[bryces_pup]

Right you are.

[She almost wants to teasingly add "Most Holy", but Leliana looks just as enraged as Riona feels, so she doesn't push it. Instead, she merely starts pushing the crate.]

And who wants to fuck a plastic thing anyway? That's just - eugh.

[nugqueen]

[The use of expletives creates a momentary quirk of the corners of Leliana's mouth. She was glad she sought out Riona. They could be angry and somewhat find humor in all of this.]

True enough. And the questions these people ask - or the rumors they come up with, I should say - are just... ugh. [She makes a disgusted face, just thinking about it.]

It reminds me how much we should dislike this place, even if there are others who make it worthwhile.

[She's glad for their crew. They could commiserate their frustrations together.]

[bryces_pup]

I've heard a bit about it from the network. Now that we've left that planet, Atroma seems to want to have a bit of fun.

[She keeps pushing the crate. Luckily it's not terribly heavy. Just more awkward and large than anything.]

Oh yes. I'm sure this will make for a hilarious dinner conversation tonight. [Sarcasm leaks into her tone, though it's not as angry as it was earlier.]

[nugqueen]

It's a pity I think the only other person on the crew who could or might want to drink with us would be Beverly. Perhaps we could ask her?

[Leliana pushes on the crate in earnest, happy to see the crate move further towards the airlock and out of their lives.]

She's sure to have been on the receiving end of her own slights via the lovely fans who watch us so intently.

[bryces_pup]

I'm sure she wouldn't mind. Though I hope she hasn't had to face this level of idiocy like we have.

[They're almost there, thank the Maker.]

If it's even truly the work of "fans". As far as I know, this may very well be Atroma orchestrating all this.

[nugqueen]

Hmm. She has been here quite a long time, so perhaps or perhaps not? It wouldn't hurt to ask, no?

[And mock their fortunes after a few drinks. Or at least her nug suit and the uglier blow up dolls. Perhaps best not to speak of Justinia or Alistair.]

I would hardly be surprised if that was the truth. Atroma does love it's 'ratings'.

[And sometimes they get extra money for it so it was only sort of win-win?]

[bryces_pup]

Either way, I doubt she'd mind having drinks. Commiserating over them would only be a bonus.

[They finally reach the airlock. Riona grunts as she gets up and goes over to open the door. Now to just push it in.]

I'm going to love seeing this thing get ejected into space.