youdontneedapictureofme (
youdontneedapictureofme) wrote in
driftfleet2017-06-02 12:54 am
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Who: Maggie and YOU
Broadcast: yes
Action: aboard the Goldstone
When: now?
[Maggie had only been absent for what was a couple days, upon looking through prope channels to access such a thing. All the same she knows that physically she is both the same as when she left the fleet and different from when she was last home. When she addresses the network, she has one hand over her stomach, still feeling lost in the absence of the child she and Glenn had wanted. Clearly that wasn't to be any more.
Clearing her throat, Maggie pushes her bangs out of her face before speaking. Her hair was long again and would need to be cut. Perhaps a project for Enid once again, or someone else. There were still so many thoughts in her head that hair was the last thing on her mind.]
I, uh, I got to experience that whole deep sleep thing I've heard about - where some people come back different than what they were or rememberin' things that they didn't know before. I just wanted to let folks know that I'm back - specifically my crew. I'll still answer questions but I think I'll just keep my Lab work to my room for now. I... I could use some time to process, I guess. Or wake up.
[Because she still feels as if she's woken up into a nightmare, but at least she's a bit more at peace than if things had just happened. She's had time to grieve and to think her next steps through.]
If anyone needs anything important, please let me know.
Private Message: Enid
Hey. I'm sorry about before. About not knowing you. I remember now. All of it, actually.
[She takes a breath, trying to calm the flow of thoughts still circling about.]
Could you cut my hair again? If that'd be alright by you.
Private Message: Daryl
Hey.
[She takes a less steady breath than when she'd messaged Enid, feeling her eyes burn somewhat.]
Daryl, can we please talk?
[She was hoping he'd let her talk to him, so that the two of them could sort things out together.]
Or maybe I could just come visit an' sit with you a while. I haven't been able to hear how you're settling in. Sorry, I- some things happened, thanks to the Atroma, but I'm alright.
Broadcast: yes
Action: aboard the Goldstone
When: now?
[Maggie had only been absent for what was a couple days, upon looking through prope channels to access such a thing. All the same she knows that physically she is both the same as when she left the fleet and different from when she was last home. When she addresses the network, she has one hand over her stomach, still feeling lost in the absence of the child she and Glenn had wanted. Clearly that wasn't to be any more.
Clearing her throat, Maggie pushes her bangs out of her face before speaking. Her hair was long again and would need to be cut. Perhaps a project for Enid once again, or someone else. There were still so many thoughts in her head that hair was the last thing on her mind.]
I, uh, I got to experience that whole deep sleep thing I've heard about - where some people come back different than what they were or rememberin' things that they didn't know before. I just wanted to let folks know that I'm back - specifically my crew. I'll still answer questions but I think I'll just keep my Lab work to my room for now. I... I could use some time to process, I guess. Or wake up.
[Because she still feels as if she's woken up into a nightmare, but at least she's a bit more at peace than if things had just happened. She's had time to grieve and to think her next steps through.]
If anyone needs anything important, please let me know.
Private Message: Enid
Hey. I'm sorry about before. About not knowing you. I remember now. All of it, actually.
[She takes a breath, trying to calm the flow of thoughts still circling about.]
Could you cut my hair again? If that'd be alright by you.
Private Message: Daryl
Hey.
[She takes a less steady breath than when she'd messaged Enid, feeling her eyes burn somewhat.]
Daryl, can we please talk?
[She was hoping he'd let her talk to him, so that the two of them could sort things out together.]
Or maybe I could just come visit an' sit with you a while. I haven't been able to hear how you're settling in. Sorry, I- some things happened, thanks to the Atroma, but I'm alright.

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[ CUE THE WORRIED EXPRESSION. He's been anxious the entire time she's been asleep, left to wonder if she was going to wake up or turn. It seems illogical that anything like that would happen here if someone died, but the thought rests at the back of his head. ]
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[And with both eyes, even. She's glad for that too. The poor kid didn't need that on his plate along with everything else to come.]
Are you alright?
[As if he wouldn't be, but she still has to ask.]
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I'm fine. What about you?
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Well, I remember being home. I don't know how, just that I remember some things. It felt like I was there.
[Start small, work up to the truth.]
Of course waking up here makes me wonder if it was real. We found a place to settle again and everything, had started to settle in finally, too.
[And then everything slipped between their hands again.]
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So that girl was telling the truth.
[ Honestly, it's not completely great news. ]
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[Good. She hadn't been alone worrying about her at least. And neither had Carl. It was good they were together and had one another in times like that.]
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[Sighing, she shakes her head. All of this was way too confusing.]
She's from Alexandria but she came there from outside, like us.
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[ It's not that he didn't believe her after a while, because he's been recognized before. Not in the way she had, which had thrown him off. ]
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[It was something she still couldn't make sense of.]
The Atroma sure have a sense of humor.
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[ He's quiet for a moment, looking at Maggie almost uncertainly. ]
Is this weird for you too, now? My extra eye.
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[Maggie shakes her head.]
No, it's not weird. You shouldn't have lost your eye in the first place. I'm just glad it wasn't worse.