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driftfleet2017-09-03 01:41 pm
brothersboots) wrote in driftfleet2017-09-03 01:41 pm
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[Action] Complaint #3, Referendum A1
Who: Edna and others
Broadcast: No
Action: The Blameless and the Iskaulit
When: 9/3-9/7
The Blameless, 9/3
[After so many months on the ship with her brother and the humans that seemed to come and go as they pleased, Edna's gotten used to people who can see her. She knows that she still doesn't show up well on the communicators because they just don't have any resonance, but that doesn't matter to her one bit. It's much more interesting to be the disembodied voice over the little machines in her opinion.
Since Calibrations, the fact that she's so far from Rayfalke after spending nearly her entire life on the mountainside has left her feeling listless. The last system didn't help with its distinct lack of anything truly natural on the planet's surface. Jobs on the farms with Sorey helped, but she's just not that easily satisfied. She never has been, if you ask Eizen or Zaveid.
Her slow-building irritation isn't helped by the disruption being put off by the newer system they approach. If anything, it's worsened. And where she would normally walk around silently, moving between her room with her small collection of things from her friends and the Atroma, the personnel office that makes up her "duties",and the ship's kitchen. As the days drag on, her footsteps grow heavier, shaking the ship's floor for yards around her.]
Move. You're in the way. [Manners are overrated. Sorry, shipmates.]
The Iskaulit, 9/4
[She can't stand the ships and the confinement and the lack of fresh air. And so she's taken a shuttle to the Iskaulit to find an area to stretch her legs. She'd offered to help that Hawke woman with her strange sage-like herb, but she hasn't started yet with the irritation in the air as of late.
She stops when she reaches an area that's open and bare. It's big enough for her to let out all of her frustration on. Honestly, it's perfect. She removes her communicator from the pouch she's taken to carrying and sends out two identical texts to Mikleo and Eizen. "I'm on the Iskaulit. Come to the big open area on the other side of the ship from Malum." Then she prepares to wait.]
The Iskaulit, 9/7
[Anyone visiting the large ship over the last three days will not have missed all of the noise coming from this previously abandoned area and should they arrive, they'll find the small Earth Seraph staring at the scene of chaos with a sort of half-pleased smile on her face.
Until she's interrupted by someone she doesn't immediately know.]
Do you need help with something?
Broadcast: No
Action: The Blameless and the Iskaulit
When: 9/3-9/7
The Blameless, 9/3
[After so many months on the ship with her brother and the humans that seemed to come and go as they pleased, Edna's gotten used to people who can see her. She knows that she still doesn't show up well on the communicators because they just don't have any resonance, but that doesn't matter to her one bit. It's much more interesting to be the disembodied voice over the little machines in her opinion.
Since Calibrations, the fact that she's so far from Rayfalke after spending nearly her entire life on the mountainside has left her feeling listless. The last system didn't help with its distinct lack of anything truly natural on the planet's surface. Jobs on the farms with Sorey helped, but she's just not that easily satisfied. She never has been, if you ask Eizen or Zaveid.
Her slow-building irritation isn't helped by the disruption being put off by the newer system they approach. If anything, it's worsened. And where she would normally walk around silently, moving between her room with her small collection of things from her friends and the Atroma, the personnel office that makes up her "duties",and the ship's kitchen. As the days drag on, her footsteps grow heavier, shaking the ship's floor for yards around her.]
Move. You're in the way. [Manners are overrated. Sorry, shipmates.]
The Iskaulit, 9/4
[She can't stand the ships and the confinement and the lack of fresh air. And so she's taken a shuttle to the Iskaulit to find an area to stretch her legs. She'd offered to help that Hawke woman with her strange sage-like herb, but she hasn't started yet with the irritation in the air as of late.
She stops when she reaches an area that's open and bare. It's big enough for her to let out all of her frustration on. Honestly, it's perfect. She removes her communicator from the pouch she's taken to carrying and sends out two identical texts to Mikleo and Eizen. "I'm on the Iskaulit. Come to the big open area on the other side of the ship from Malum." Then she prepares to wait.]
The Iskaulit, 9/7
[Anyone visiting the large ship over the last three days will not have missed all of the noise coming from this previously abandoned area and should they arrive, they'll find the small Earth Seraph staring at the scene of chaos with a sort of half-pleased smile on her face.
Until she's interrupted by someone she doesn't immediately know.]
Do you need help with something?
no subject
When she asks for a favor, he doesn't even have to snap his fingers. He twitches them as if pulling something gently into his hands. A cool breeze tumbles through the branches, making the trees erupt with chattering leaves. One of the leaves falls, so the wind chases it around and around the hill. It will keep doing that for a while; there's a little ball of wind mana bumping along the rocks like a tumbleweed.]
Better?
[He tucks his hat down.]
no subject
When he's done, she goes over to the trees and lets the wind ruffle her hair a bit. While it's not quite like the breezes on Rayfalke, nothing is and the fresh air is a nice change from the recycled air that is pumped through the vents on all the ships.]
It'll do.
[He should know that's thanks under Edna's standard method of communication.]
There are cookies.
no subject
You didn't put chili flakes or something in them, did you?
[Listen, he has a right to know, considering some of the stuff she's inflicted on the party.]
no subject
See if you get another thank you ever again, idiot.]
Kate made them.
And that's rude.