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Who: Enid
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva, and later the SS Vanquish
When: right now

Marsiva - action + network
[Waking with a start in an instinctual panic that takes away from her normally pretty features, the first few minutes of this girl on the feed are nothing new. She jumps up quickly to the unfamiliar surroundings knowing in her gut this is wrong and feeling she has to find a way out, to run home before the person responsible came back. But more and more, as the seconds pass, it becomes clearer to her the situation goes beyond an average kidnapping. There device filming her is something she first ignores thinking what any person from her world would: it is non-functioning and there only as a reminder of what was. She's smart though and soon sees it is actually filming her. She can imagine a few reasons why, like ensuring she wasn't laying in wait to jump out and fight if they came back, but she pushes the reasons she comes up with to the back of her mind so they don't away from her concentration. She locates the communications device as she is supposed to.

The panic on her features fade for forced calmness, courage. She stands there facing the screen, finding it in her to make a statement, before deciding to voice them to the world or whom ever was watching.]

I don't know why you took me. [She pauses for a moment, taking a breathe in. Clearly she doesn't remember how it happened either by the small uncertain look on her face.] But if you just let me go, I promise I won't cause you any trouble. No one will come bother you after. Do we have a deal?

SS Vanquish - action
[What good is one surprise without another? Just when she thinks she is getting her bearings with where she was, Enid teleports to the bridge of another place she doesn't recognize at all. The SS Vanquish. With the confetti, the tune of music meant to be welcoming, and cupcakes somehow in hand, she freezes in place with a look of shock, without batting an eyelash at anyone that approuch.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ The look she gives him puts him on edge almost immediately. It's the same sort of look that Daryl had given him before things went to hell. Only problem is, he doesn't know who this girl is.

Frustration bubbles up like a vicious thing in his chest, and he's getting a little tired of this happening. People he doesn't know recognizing him from some place else, or acting like this is some kind of a trick. It isn't fair to her, the situation with Daryl has been constantly on his mind and this is the tipping point.

Carl frowns, his eyebrow raising. The thing that's bothering him about her isn't that she knows him. ]

I-- uh. Yes??

[Likewise. The longer she looks at him, seeing his eye remain as it once was, the more on edge she feels stuck in this conversation.

Her expression mirrors his. A frown edging on the corners, eyebrows lifting to match without even realizing it.]

No. [She feels she has to say that opposite to him because his yes was not right. Still, whatever was happening, her eyes didn't seem like they were lying to her.] But how?

[ Well that sure fills him with confidence in you, stranger!! He doesn't even know where to go in this conversation. Irritation is the first emotion to come to the surface. ]

Look, I don't know who you are. You know who I am, or think you do. That happens in this place.

[She has that effect on people. Sure sometime it was filling people with confidence, but right now it was definitely more getting on the nerves of people trying to figure her out, right? If anything, she has no idea where to go with this either. The look she gives him after hearing his irritated response only encourages her own continued bewilderment.]

What do you mean it happens in this place? Carl, you know me. [Or should. There were a lot of things that shouldn't be happening like this.] You're just not right.

People here knew me from another place like this. I didn't know who they were-- the same way I don't know who you are.

[ You're just not right. That definitely sticks with him as well as all ya is is a lie.. Carl swallows thickly, rubbing the side of his face in irritation. ]

I've never seen you before in my life.

I don't know what you're talking about. There aren't any other places other than this place and our homes. Alexandria. Hilltop.

[She still doesn't know what the hell this is, or if it is real, but if it was a dream maybe she could argue with it enough to fix it. Or force it to change to something else. She stands by her words even if he looks more irritated.

In a smaller tone:] If you really don't know who I am, this has to be a dream.

No, not home. Another place like this. Like the fleet.

[ If this is a dream, then it's the longest, most involved dream he's ever had. He'd really like for it to stop, now.

His tone matches hers, sounding almost defeated. ] I'm telling you that I don't.

There is no other place I know like this. There is only home. [But enough of this. Why is she even trying to explain? If he doesn't know--

Then Enid herself isn't sure why she is, when something tells her its wrong, wrong, and wrong to even continue this pointless conversation. Which is why she sees only one way out. Giving him a frown, dropping her gaze, soon a click indicates she's hung up.

If he said something before that, she might just caught it.]

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