driftfleet | Open/Mingle

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Open/Mingle - Roll Call.

Who: Sam, and you, and anyone; tis a mingle of sorts.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: SS Bloodsport, if you wanna find him.
When: After the planet is struck - Sept 22nd.

Note: Feel free to tag each other and inform everyone of whatever you need to, post-planetary explosion! I'll tag here and there, but consider it more of a mingle for people to touch bases about casualities and making sure people know they're okay (or if someone's injured.)

[Sam sits, triumphant in their mission but also defeated in spirit. Because yeah, they got the ship off the planet, and there's a whole civilization of people who get out of there... but he also is already too aware there is at least one fatality on their end already. Looma's last broadcast had been expected, especially after she'd sent him a warning beacon as the meteor pressed down into the planet's atmosphere, speeding, ready to smash the thing to pieces without effort.

Looma at least faced her death as one would expect, for her people. He imagines they would be proud.

Still, he sounds deflated at the thought, as he speaks a more leveled and straightforward response:]

... We've lost Captain Looma, of the SS Bishop. Umm... for what it's worth, she did it on her terms. I'm sorry.

[He's carried out the task of divvying up the blood from the blood drive, in case anyone from any particular ship needs it; there've been some injuries from shrapnel and citizen unrest, he's pretty sure. That's about all he can do, now, other than check in on the gardens... make sure Fie's work is continued alongside her, because it's important to keep those plants alive and thriving.

He slumps a little in weariness, sighing at his desk where he sits on the SS Bloodsport.]

... Role call?

Who's, um. Who's missing?

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what happened to her?

also since i'm sending this i'm obviously not dead

I died horribly

[This is a terrible response. But she doesn't have the energy to talk in more than opposites. There's a reason shes' staying strictly text, which... is likely the same reason a bunch of other people will have, lbr.]

[Because he is too tired to type right now. That involves moving his arms and he just wants to lay still for a moment. But he doesn't want people to worry about him or be looking for him in the danger zone.]

Barry Allen, First Breath. Present and accounted for.

[a beat.]

Though I have no idea what ship I'm even on right now. I just know I am on a ship.

Natasha Romanoff, checking in. Still taking account of who else we have here.

[He needn't worry about the gardens, at least. Since Beverley left, Makie has spent more and more time here, her hands and her care more sure with plant life than they'd been in Adstring. Lessons and experience do wonders.

She's not doing a lot of gardening right this minute, however. She's slouched under a tree, shamisen balanced a little haphazardly on her lap with her fingers in the grass, apparently lost in thought.]

[Arriving not long before a meteor hits a planet is one thing, but doing so coupled with very little idea as to what's going on is a whole different type of scenario. Kaname's used to space, aliens and space travel are daily occurrences for her. Even planetary scale disasters happen. In simple terms, she's seen shit.

That said, it gives her a rough idea of what went down. Still, there's a lot of unanswered question, like why she can't reach anyone from Chaos or the Macross Elysion. Or Walkure.

Kaname wanders the ship, searching for someone to talk to. She tried the communicator, but it's difficult to filter through the last calls for assistance and over all rush of final activity. It's when she reaches the cargo bay that she sees someone, a tall ~~moose man occupied with something.]~~

Excuse me. [She addresses him before walking over to continue speaking.] I've just... arrived I think is the right term. What exactly is happening? [Kaname stops speaking, her brows furrowing.]

Something just hit that planet, didn't it?

Pavel Andreievich Chekov, alive and on the Lyukian station

[Her voice is rough, cracked with exhaustion and it very much sounds as if she's still half asleep.]

Alive. With Khadgar. Twin Roses.

[There's a rustle of fabric as she sinks back down and curls herself back into the blankets as she cuts communication off. Getting that much out was a challenge. She takes a little more of that energy to check on Khadgar.]

...still with me?

steve rogers.

checking out of medbay, going back to the starstruck.

if anyone needs anything, let me know.

[ he's checking himself out of medbay, actually. ]

Lance of the Blameless...checking in.

[His voice is a lot smaller than usual. He's not taking Looma's death very well.]

We're still missing two here on the Starstruck.

[ -- she doesn't say her name. either people will know it already or they won't and therefore identifying herself won't much matter to them. either way, peggy carter checking in. ]

Unsurprisingly, I remain not-dead.

...Sorry about the kid. Did you know her well?

England of the Huntress.

On the Lyukian station. Alive.

[Hasn't slept a second since evacuations started, but he's alive.]

I'm still here.

[He's been on the ship since Nami picked him up, mostly in the Lab. He's probably seen Sam in person at least once, but this is just in case anyone else was wondering.]

[Tired, covered in grease.]

Tyrion Lannister. Checking in.

Yes - bedding is over there - yes, please, we've tried to make you as comfortable as possible. Please, if you have missing relatives, tell me who they are and I'll make sure we check our lists --

[Huff. Huff.]

Captain Cogsworth of the Wonderduck, alive and still kicking.

Edwin Jarvis of the SS Tourist -- letting everyone know I'm currently aboard the Lyukian station, to keep any concern at bay. I'm alive and well while I help sort supplies.

[Takeshi's voice is solemn, anxious.]

This is Takeshi, from the Goldstone. I'm tired, but I'm... doing okay. Mr. Mon-El and Miss Zelda are still in a coma -- and I - I can't find Mr. Okita anywhere.

[He clears his throat.]

Has anyone heard from him? I gotta find him.

Edited 2017-09-25 02:20 (UTC)

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voice } ota if you want to action jack

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Akshun

action on the bloodsport GREAT SHIP NAME GUYS

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24hrs later - Voice | Action to Khadgar