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driftfleet2017-06-02 06:09 pm
twilightminstrel) wrote in driftfleet2017-06-02 06:09 pm
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Who: Daeron
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Heron
When: Now!
[One of the newest passengers of the fleet jerks out of the bed he'd woken on and slams back against the cold steel. On second glance, ignoring the quiet gasps for breath, one can see delicately pointed ears peeking through silver hair, along with wide grey eyes before the elf- yes, another one- holds his breath, then slowly exhales a shaky breath as he forces some meager semblance of calm. He frowns, gaze falling to the red light blinking at him, and places a hand over the screen, effectively ending the transmission.
Not that it lasts long, as just as Daeron regains some sense of self and begins to absorb some of the new knowledge running through his head, he's transferred to another ship! He shakes his head slightly, hands clenching as he finds himself staring at a room- the bridge- with another screen watching him. Judging him. Pain and grief touch his gaze before flowing away like water.
He steels his nerve after casting a glance over his shoulder towards the stars, and stares back at the screen with feigned calm, brittle enough that even a breath could shatter it.]
A minstrel among the stars has a certain ring to it. Is it a reward or a punishment, to be separated from worlds of green and living water and air?
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Heron
When: Now!
[One of the newest passengers of the fleet jerks out of the bed he'd woken on and slams back against the cold steel. On second glance, ignoring the quiet gasps for breath, one can see delicately pointed ears peeking through silver hair, along with wide grey eyes before the elf- yes, another one- holds his breath, then slowly exhales a shaky breath as he forces some meager semblance of calm. He frowns, gaze falling to the red light blinking at him, and places a hand over the screen, effectively ending the transmission.
Not that it lasts long, as just as Daeron regains some sense of self and begins to absorb some of the new knowledge running through his head, he's transferred to another ship! He shakes his head slightly, hands clenching as he finds himself staring at a room- the bridge- with another screen watching him. Judging him. Pain and grief touch his gaze before flowing away like water.
He steels his nerve after casting a glance over his shoulder towards the stars, and stares back at the screen with feigned calm, brittle enough that even a breath could shatter it.]
A minstrel among the stars has a certain ring to it. Is it a reward or a punishment, to be separated from worlds of green and living water and air?
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few thousand yearswhile.] I suppose not all look beneath the surface...I am Daeron. [No point in using another name, is there? He'd heard a familiar voice.] I...arrived today. Yes.
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Well Daeron, I just arrived about a month ago, but I guess I'm your senior. [ You know, in being on a spaceship. This spaceship. It's exciting! She's always been the newbie. ] So feel free to ask me anything!
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I thank you. [He means it, too.] I had never dared dreamed to travel between the stars. Is it common where you are from?
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[ It's a little complicated. Like humanity DID travel between stars at one point, but then they locked away that technology? Not really something to go into though. ]
We do travel in space though! Between planets in our own system.
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How many planets? If...I may ask.