driftfleet | 01 // Audio;

Who: Ladon Ceto and you~
Broadcast: Fleet-wide audio
Action: Marsiva
When: 3/20

[ There's a long suffering sigh. After a moment, a few clicks of a lighter and what sounds like an inhale. Ladon's just woken up in a strange place and while that's certainly not the oddest thing that has happened to him, it's still a bit on the unsettling side. And that sure as hell calls for a smoke. ]

S'better than fallin' outta the fuckin' rift again, I guess.

[ His head's fuzzy. How long ago had that been? Years, it seems. But at the same time, he can't remember much in between. There was Sacrosanct and now there's... this. But he's older, he can feel it deep down. ]

Gonna guess this ain't connected to the station's network, seein' as my wearable don't work. No crazy blue dames runnin' this joint, I'm hopin'?

Action:

[ For anyone wandering about the Hospitality Deck, Ladon can be found in the viewing bay, staring out into the void of space and smoking what isn't his first and likely not his last cigarette. He's bundled up in his long, wool coat and is wearing his signature hat regardless of the temperature inside the Deck. The look on his face is something akin to resignation. Gone is the alarm he once felt for waking up in a strange place and being surrounded by blinking lights and smooth metal surfaces. Not that he doesn't hate it any more than he did before, but at least he'd gotten comfortable on Sacrosanct... Or as comfortable as one could get there.

Now he had to start all over, and that was just about as ridiculous as being stuck in space yet again. ]

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So long as it ain't Hypatia in charge, I'll take it. She'd make herself known if she was here, yeah?

Few years late on the welcome... Though, guess this's a new part of space or somethin'. Who the hell knows.

Oh, okay. Never mind then.

So... Hypatia is what, exactly?

Some kinda... Ay-eye thing, far as I know. Ran the station I been stuck at. Liked to go threatenin' to turn the life support off. Went through with it a few times. Evil broad.

O...kay, and suddenly I feel a lot better about things around here. Thanks for that.

[ A humorless little "ha" at that. ] Yeah, yeah, don't mention it. So where's "here," you don't mind me askin', since it ain't Sacrosanct?

Drift Fleet. Bunch of ships following... [ She pauses so she can move to a window and angle her communicator's camera to point out it. The Marsiva's visible, along with one or two of the other ships. ] That thing. That's the ship you're on right now, but none of us know what's on it besides the area everyone shows up in.

You'll get put on one of the little ships at the end of the week, probably. Right now we're off a planet called Mor, but I assume we'll be moving on soon.

...also it's a reality show. Apparently. [ Because that is definitely a detail you want to save for last. ]

Edited 2015-03-25 00:09 (UTC)

Bein' able t'leave ain't so bad... [ Though he'd prefer just going the hell home. He imagines the feeling is the same for most everyone stuck here, just like on the station. And so he doesn't bother voicing it. ]

Reality show. That don't ring any bells.

Okay, so... we're being filmed right now? And presumably, all that footage is broadcasting somewhere for someone's entertainment. Maybe after some editing.

I don't think anyone knows who's watching it or where they are, yet. I'd like to know.

Filmed. So like in the flickers.

[ There's a pause as he looks around for cameras. ] Er... how? Who the hell'd wanna watch some dumb lug stuck in space?

[ She can't help a giggle, though she manages to cover it with one hand before it escapes. Like in the flickers. That is... weirdly adorable. ]

Well... the cameras are tiny. And basically everywhere, I guess.

And... I don't know, aliens, I guess? Maybe they just think humans are funny. Or humanoids... Most of us here are human, I think, but not everyone.

Ain't... in the showers, are they? [ Asking all the important questions. Ladon Ceto: professional prude. And depending on her answer, about to adopt a never-nude lifestyle. ]

S'how it was back on the station, too. Mostly humans. Some robots. Whatever Camille was. And some other folks.

Ummm... I don't have confirmation or anything, but I am kind of guessing yes. Sorry.

[ Hold on he's currently freaking the fuck out. What. No. That's not right. No way he is giving an unknown amount of unknown people or aliens or what-the-fuck-ever a peep show. ]

That's. That ain't. Fuck. S'just wrong, yeah?

[ She raises her eyebrows a little. She's been mostly trying not to think about it, but he sounds like he is really freaking out. ]

So's everything about this. I just... try not to think about it too much.

Dunno if m'just gonna be able to go ignorin' it. I mean. What if kids're watchin' this, er, show?

[ He already feels guilty for swearing a blue streak a few times already. Leave it to Ladon to helicopter parent completely hypothetical children. ]

I don't know if there's anything we can do to help that...

Try not to do anything too interesting, I guess? If you're boring, there's no reason to broadcast it. [ Unless they're just that interested in people's naked bodies. She's not going to mention that part. It doesn't seem like it'll help. ]

Er... 'Course not. [ There's nothing interesting about him getting naked. Not that he's ever going to here with the threat of camera looming but... Yeah no. No horns. No tail. Nothing interesting at all. Nnnnnope. ]

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