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driftfleet2017-06-02 12:54 am
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.
video
[She laughs a bit. Home had been home, even without Glenn. Now she was back in this place. Without him or their child. Without their family.]
Does this happen to everyone at some point?
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I couldn't say. Perhaps there is a chance for it to occur for every person, but it doesn't always come about before they leave. Between here and Paradisa I was away from home for almost six years before it happened to me.
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[And maybe there was a connection somewhere?]
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I imagine they are of a kind, yes. An entity with the power to reach across time and worlds...though that was more rooted than magic than the fleet is. But the same thing would happen to people there, on occasion.