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driftfleet2017-05-04 07:58 pm
eloquentness) wrote in driftfleet2017-05-04 07:58 pm
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Who: Iris West and YOU!!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: If you're on the Marsiva, sure
When: May 4th
[ Two whole days later, Iris still can't believe she's actually in outer space. The view outside the Marsiva hasn't done anything to dissuade the notion, either. Part of her desperately wishes she could disembark and explore this star system: it would be the story of a lifetime, and more importantly, it would be a story she would've uncovered all by herself.
Exploring the hospitality deck hasn't answered many questions, so she's taken to sitting in the cafeteria with a trusty mug of coffee. Turns out, it's a good place to sit and think - as well as a good place to scroll through the Network and see what other people're saying.
So far, she's drawn a few conclusions: 1) there's a whole fleet of ships surrounding the Marsiva, 2) not everyone's from Earth - or a planet like it, and 3) they're here as part of a reality show?? That last one's pretty hard to believe. (Who'd watch someone write and edit?) Instead of asking her fellow captives the hows and whys, she figures she's better off asking them something else: ]
How many of you know the game 'Questions?'
It's a pretty simple game back on Earth: I pose a question, and you can only answer me with a question of your own. The first one to forget a question "loses." To make things easier on everyone, I won't instate any additional rules.
To start us off: Were you familiar with outer space travel before you arrived here?
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: If you're on the Marsiva, sure
When: May 4th
[ Two whole days later, Iris still can't believe she's actually in outer space. The view outside the Marsiva hasn't done anything to dissuade the notion, either. Part of her desperately wishes she could disembark and explore this star system: it would be the story of a lifetime, and more importantly, it would be a story she would've uncovered all by herself.
Exploring the hospitality deck hasn't answered many questions, so she's taken to sitting in the cafeteria with a trusty mug of coffee. Turns out, it's a good place to sit and think - as well as a good place to scroll through the Network and see what other people're saying.
So far, she's drawn a few conclusions: 1) there's a whole fleet of ships surrounding the Marsiva, 2) not everyone's from Earth - or a planet like it, and 3) they're here as part of a reality show?? That last one's pretty hard to believe. (Who'd watch someone write and edit?) Instead of asking her fellow captives the hows and whys, she figures she's better off asking them something else: ]
How many of you know the game 'Questions?'
It's a pretty simple game back on Earth: I pose a question, and you can only answer me with a question of your own. The first one to forget a question "loses." To make things easier on everyone, I won't instate any additional rules.
To start us off: Were you familiar with outer space travel before you arrived here?
Action;
And yet here she is. Stuck with people who can't see her.She could play the ghost card but she's tired of that. Sadly, she also can't help it.
The tiny seraph is also in the cafeteria, nursing a passable mug of hot chocolate when the girl enters. She says nothing, just watches and sips her drink.
But after ten minutes of silence, she's bored.]
You know, your brain is going to melt out of your ears if you keep overthinking things.
[Sorry, not sorry for disembodied voices.]
Action;
It doesn't mean she's alone, though. ]
I'm sorry? [ She glances towards the door, furrowing her brow in sudden concern. ] Would you happen to be a metahuman, by any chance?
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She only wishes she had her umbrella too. She'll take reactions a la Rose.]
Down here. [She is literally a few feet away, boots kicked up on the table in front of her as she sips her drink.] And I'm not any kind of Earth Dweller. I'm what you'd call a seraph.
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A seraph as in... a seraphim? [ Color her impressed and more than a little intrigued. ] I didn't think this place could kidnap angels.
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Well, more than one seraph are called seraphim, so I guess. I've been called many things in my long life. [Appreciate that she's even bothering to talk to you. She's bored.] This place kidnaps the dead, so why not invisible spirits and faux-powerful beings, right?