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driftfleet2017-07-21 08:01 pm
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Who: A BLAST FROM THE PAST Wrath
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Paisley
When: Right this very minute, until the shuffle happens
[Action]
[She wakes up all at once, disoriented, because this isn't her familiar bunk on the Windrose, and the comfortable, warm weights of Jellybean and Officer Snuggles are missing. It also, thank fuck, doesn't look like any place she knows in Proles. Wrath staggers around the room for a circuit, tries the door, oh shit it's locked, and--
It takes a second for her never-quite-the-same memory to identify where the hell she's ended up: she's on the Marsiva.
...again?
It's a little disquieting, because everything is arranged exactly how she remembered before. But she knows what's going on this time, right?
Right?
And just as she's gathering her thoughts to try to speak coherently for a broadcast... BANG. A little spray of confetti--she remembers this part, kind of--and she's on the bridge of a ship, but it's not her ship, and she's even more confused. She whips around, trying to figure out where the hell she even is.]
...what the fuck is even going on?
[Broadcast]
[She is still so very, very confused.]
Um. Hi everyone! It's me. Wrath. First officer of the Windrose.
[This is dumb. Everyone already knows who you are, Wrath.]
I mean. You know that already. But. Um. Does anyone know why I was on the Marsiva and then... still not on my ship? Did I get my ass killed or something?
Um. And Captain Vision, sorry. For whatever I did to end up here. I didn't mean it. Unless I did mean it at the time, and then I'm just really, really sorry and I'll be even sorrier as soon as I can remember.
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Paisley
When: Right this very minute, until the shuffle happens
[Action]
[She wakes up all at once, disoriented, because this isn't her familiar bunk on the Windrose, and the comfortable, warm weights of Jellybean and Officer Snuggles are missing. It also, thank fuck, doesn't look like any place she knows in Proles. Wrath staggers around the room for a circuit, tries the door, oh shit it's locked, and--
It takes a second for her never-quite-the-same memory to identify where the hell she's ended up: she's on the Marsiva.
...again?
It's a little disquieting, because everything is arranged exactly how she remembered before. But she knows what's going on this time, right?
Right?
And just as she's gathering her thoughts to try to speak coherently for a broadcast... BANG. A little spray of confetti--she remembers this part, kind of--and she's on the bridge of a ship, but it's not her ship, and she's even more confused. She whips around, trying to figure out where the hell she even is.]
...what the fuck is even going on?
[Broadcast]
[She is still so very, very confused.]
Um. Hi everyone! It's me. Wrath. First officer of the Windrose.
[This is dumb. Everyone already knows who you are, Wrath.]
I mean. You know that already. But. Um. Does anyone know why I was on the Marsiva and then... still not on my ship? Did I get my ass killed or something?
Um. And Captain Vision, sorry. For whatever I did to end up here. I didn't mean it. Unless I did mean it at the time, and then I'm just really, really sorry and I'll be even sorrier as soon as I can remember.
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That's good.
[Yes, that's good. Focus on the good things!]
...can I come over?
[It's totally not so she can hold onto Winter so tightly he can't breathe.
Okay, it kind of is, but this is a lot to take in all at once.]
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[ He's tough, he'll take all the emotional hugging in stride.
And true to his word, he is waiting for Wrath as she exits the shuttle. ]
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Um.
[Say something, Wrath, you are making this even weirder.]
Um.
[SAY SOMETHING FOR THE LOVE OF GOD.]
You still smell good.
[Nailed it.]
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Someone decided to stop the shit storm for at least a day.
He huffs, one of those rare smiles on his face, and god he can't help but close the distance between them and wrap his arms around her firmly. Hey look, buddy. Two arms. ]
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Wrath buries her face in his chest and hugs him back, just as firmly.
Muffled:] Your arm's okay!
[He gives amazing hugs. Always has when he's been okay with it.]
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[ A lot has changed in a few months, most of it not that great, but this really tops everything. He's got his best friend back and he's so grateful. It's been harder than he would care to admit, losing so many people so quickly, but he definitely felt her absence the most.
It takes a few moments, but he lets go, but not without one more squeeze to the elbow before he pulls away to maintain some distance. ]
I have a few things for you.
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[She's always a little sad when hugs end, but you can't fight it. There will be other hugs.]
Wow, I only just got back and I get presents already?
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[ He shrugs. ] It's not so much presents as it is 'things you left behind that I inherited'.
Figured you'd want them back, since I don't know what to do with one of them.
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Oh no, all my shit got dumped on you? I'm sorry. But I guess it worked out, huh....