video/action

[candothat]

Who: Pavel Chekov and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Tourist and/or Iskaulit
When: From the Great Shuffle through July


[video]

It was kind of our hosts to give us gifts after keeping us on the Marsiva and making us share far, far too much with each other, but...

[The Russian pulls his lovely gift basket into view. In addition to the candies and fudge and pickled herring (he is grateful for all of these things, thank you space hosts), there are a few additional items that he is less amused by.]

Did anyone else find their choice in gifts, er... slightly insulting?

Although it was thoughtful of them, I admit, to provide a shirt [it says "I <3 bad boys," for the Russian speakers out there] for my girlfriend to wear once I grow her.

[Sarcasm. That was definitely sarcasm.]


[action]

[If Pavel isn't poking around his quarters on the Tourist, then he's going for a run on the Iskaulit. In either case, he is making no real effort to be sociable. It's not that he doesn't want to talk to people, it's just that there are a lot of things that he doesn't want to talk about. Everyone knows that the only sure way to avoid certain topics of conversation is to avoid talking entirely.

Any attempts on his part to keep quiet will fail miserably if he's approached. Being a person who likes other people is so hard sometimes.]


[ooc: If you, like me, wanted to do ALL of the Calibration things but grossly overestimated your ability to do so, you're welcome to browse Chekov's memories and handwave your character seeing any of the unmarked ones.]

Comments

[candothat]

It is... but I have also been away from home for a long time.

[NO HE DOESN'T KNOW HER WELL LIKE THAT except for that one time but.]

MarinaNova? I was, yes. In a way, I prefer it here. At least we are in space and not in a simulation of a city under an ocean.

[tempredmental]

A simulation?

[Keith looked confused.]

So, it wasn't real?

[candothat]

There was a part of it that was real, but the MarinaNova that we consciously experienced most of the time was... a shared dream, I would call it, generated by those who kept us there. Our bodies were kept in stasis while our brains were tricked into thinking that the simulation was reality.

It was all unnecessarily complicated. This prison is far more sensible.

[tempredmental]

You consider this a prison, too?

[Interesting. Living in something like virtual reality, sounded like... Keith was pretty sure he wouldn't like it.]

[candothat]

I will admit that it is a much larger prison, but yes, I do. Although we have a considerable amount of freedom here, we are still captives.

[tempredmental]

[That idea kind of hit Keith weird for a moment. Yeah... actually. They kind of were, weren't they? He frowned a bit.]

I guess you're right. I hadn't really thought about it, but... well, we can't leave the Fleet. So, yeah. We kind of are.

[Huh... He needed to think about that a bit more later.]

[candothat]

[He looks a bit sheepish.]

You don't need to think about it any more than that. I would rather not ruin your fleet experience by framing our circumstances so negatively.

[tempredmental]

Ruin my fleet experience?

[That made Keith quirk an eyebrow at Checkov.]

Nah, it's fine. It's not like I'm planning on sticking around longer than necessary, you know? Getting home is important. It really doesn't matter how I think of this place.

[candothat]

[A shrug.] Not everyone is unhappy to be here.

As important as getting home is, it's useful to not dislike where you are. We may all be here for a very long time.

[tempredmental]

[As much as Keith didn't really want to think about that, he knew it was true. He nodded a little.]

Yeah. You're right.