It's all over but the crying

[ginger_firebird]

Who: Psycho Mantis and you.

Broadcast: Yes

Action: SS Bishop

When: Today

(Video – Fleetwide)

My god, it’s full of stars.

[He wandered around the ship in a bit of a daze. First came the larger ship, then the small celebration welcoming him to the second, and he is just as confused as he was when he first woke up. It’s been a long couple of days for him and he finds his way to the bridge of the ship. Stars. So many stars, He slumps in one of the many chairs nearest the window looking out onto space. There’s a cup of tea in his hand and his head turns between the feed he managed to open and the view.]

It’s a dream, isn’t it? It has to be. I remember what happened.

[He’s still dressed in his leathers, not quite trusting himself to wear the ship standards just yet. It’s so clinical. So real… He curls up more in the chair, lifting his mask a little out of the way to have a sip.]

This ship is called Bishop. Like the clergymen and the chess piece. If…anyone is out there, where is here?

(Action – Bishop)

[Still on the bridge of the ship, Mantis decides to make use of the music system to play something classical in the hopes of soothing some of his confusion. The tea doesn’t hurt either, and he sighs heavily as he tries to count the stars he can see. His malaise is such that someone could reasonably sneak up on him if they were so inclined. He is making good company with the chair he singled out.]

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[maledictus_semper]

Why yes, it is full of stars. Funny how space can be like that.

[The man is mysterious, calm but dressed in a fedora and fancy clothes. Watch this one, Mantis. His voice is one of refinement, a soft eloquent accent, which resembles that which comes from someone rather powerful.]

There is no gas aboard these ships, so you need not wear a gas mask.

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[pickingupgoodvibrations]

[Shay is rather confused herself as to how she got here, and where here is, but right now, she's rather concerned for the person on the other side of the video. They seem a bit...in shock.]

Are you well?

[tough_love]

[He'd have to be very, very lost in his own thoughts if Looma's approach took him by surprise. Even if he didn't hear the heavy footsteps approaching, she was large enough he'd probably be able to feel them by the time she got to the bridge. She's big, but just small enough to make it through the doorway, if she angles herself right. Not a tight fit, but it might be wise to avoid trying to squeeze past her in the future.]

Another new face? [figuratively speaking, anyway]

I am beginning to wonder what is responsible for the Bishop's sudden popularity.

[She's not...terribly social, so the giant four-armed, four-eyed war princess makes her way over to her own chair. She might as well start reading the updated personnel list, if only to figure out just what to expect from this person. From what little information it would provide, that is- but even knowing what augment he'd picked up would be useful.]

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[torsion]

Your first time in space, huh. It all starts to blur after a while, a little like staring out into the ocean. You can't tell one point from another.

I'm on the Heron. I'm afraid I can't tell you where here is, though.

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[redatheart]

[Sayid isn't trying to sneak up on anyone. He's just come up to the bridge to access the network from the comm station, because needed or not he likes to spend at least an hour or so a day at his post.

...But maybe his footfalls are softer than they need to be. In any event, he passes through the open hatch door, moves towards the comm station, and...

Ah. Well. That's a distinctive new face. Distinctive being...the very very operative word here.]

Hello. I don't think we've met.

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[touchallthebooks]

[Khadgar looks empathetic at least, as he turns on his own communicator. He knows what it's like, being from a time when the stars are out of reach. Or uncommon, at least. He's trying not to make assumptions.]

You're a part of Atroma's 'intergalactic reality show.' I'm sorry, it's definitely not a dream. I'm Khadgar.

LATE as hell but..... here? Present?

[pork_bowl]

<sub>[He was a sort of veteran here now, wasn't he? He wasn't the new kid in the fleet anymore, not by a long shot. But it wasn't until this broadcast that he really felt like he had to usher someone into the fold.

He got onto his communicator too.]</sub>

Hello, I am Yuri Katsuki and I live on the Twin Roses right now... this is the fleet, we're all kidnapped here to entertain the intergalactic masses. I don't know much but I can help you with what I do know.