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driftfleet2017-10-05 02:19 pm
tough_love) wrote in driftfleet2017-10-05 02:19 pm
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Action / Video | October 6
Who: Looma Red Wind all of you
Broadcast: Video
Action: Aboard the Bishop
When: Early, early morning hours of the 6th and all throughout the next few days
[ACTION]
[In the event anyone aboard the Bishop had mistakenly started to believe things would have been a little quieter with so many absences, well, the Atroma had other plans. So in the early morning hours, when any good and sensible person would be comfortably asleep, there is a very loud disruption to that calm as Looma is unceremoniously beamed back onto the bridge.
And, given that she's more than a little fatigued and currently plagued by a ridiculously high fever, she has to catch herself after immediately collapsing- which doesn't work out so well for the nearby communications station, as she promptly crashes into the thing with a series of angry grunts and muttered curses. If it hurt at all, putting two hands through the outer shell and into all that wiring, metal, she doesn't seem to show it- though there is a much louder bit of snarling to follow as tinny fanfare plays over the speakers overhead, and the princess tears half the console free just to hurl it at the source. It's as ineffective as it is impulsive, and with her poor aim at the moment all she has to show for it is several large pieces of tech and metal loudly clanging and bouncing around the bridge.
All of which is immediately sliding across the floor and reassembling itself by the time she staggers over to the nearest vacant seat and promptly drops herself into it. She'll deal with the many questions of why this is what follows being completely incinerated later- right now she's got to stop her head from spinning and think of some way to cool off.]
[VIDEO]
[Not surprisingly, what with Looma being remarkably stubborn by nature and all, she's not taken to the idea of bed rest well- that's no doubt going to be Laurens' problem to deal with at some point- and is trying to multitask. Namely, using her own personal comm to try and get any information on what in Tetra's name is going on, but also wandering through the ship to get an idea of what's changed.
It's going as well as you'd expect, as the giant armored princess promptly misjudges her footing and staggers her way into the side of the hall. The impact and the sound of buckling metal fills the ship and makes her initial attempt at communication a bit worthless, but she's not easily discouraged. Although she grimaces from the unexpected collision, she takes a moment to collect herself and tries again.]
Someone- explain.
[Evidently, dying hasn't done much for her conversational skills. Still, she should be dead, she's not, and that raises all sorts of questions she's not really capable of dealing with on her own right now.]
Broadcast: Video
Action: Aboard the Bishop
When: Early, early morning hours of the 6th and all throughout the next few days
[ACTION]
[In the event anyone aboard the Bishop had mistakenly started to believe things would have been a little quieter with so many absences, well, the Atroma had other plans. So in the early morning hours, when any good and sensible person would be comfortably asleep, there is a very loud disruption to that calm as Looma is unceremoniously beamed back onto the bridge.
And, given that she's more than a little fatigued and currently plagued by a ridiculously high fever, she has to catch herself after immediately collapsing- which doesn't work out so well for the nearby communications station, as she promptly crashes into the thing with a series of angry grunts and muttered curses. If it hurt at all, putting two hands through the outer shell and into all that wiring, metal, she doesn't seem to show it- though there is a much louder bit of snarling to follow as tinny fanfare plays over the speakers overhead, and the princess tears half the console free just to hurl it at the source. It's as ineffective as it is impulsive, and with her poor aim at the moment all she has to show for it is several large pieces of tech and metal loudly clanging and bouncing around the bridge.
All of which is immediately sliding across the floor and reassembling itself by the time she staggers over to the nearest vacant seat and promptly drops herself into it. She'll deal with the many questions of why this is what follows being completely incinerated later- right now she's got to stop her head from spinning and think of some way to cool off.]
[VIDEO]
[Not surprisingly, what with Looma being remarkably stubborn by nature and all, she's not taken to the idea of bed rest well- that's no doubt going to be Laurens' problem to deal with at some point- and is trying to multitask. Namely, using her own personal comm to try and get any information on what in Tetra's name is going on, but also wandering through the ship to get an idea of what's changed.
It's going as well as you'd expect, as the giant armored princess promptly misjudges her footing and staggers her way into the side of the hall. The impact and the sound of buckling metal fills the ship and makes her initial attempt at communication a bit worthless, but she's not easily discouraged. Although she grimaces from the unexpected collision, she takes a moment to collect herself and tries again.]
Someone- explain.
[Evidently, dying hasn't done much for her conversational skills. Still, she should be dead, she's not, and that raises all sorts of questions she's not really capable of dealing with on her own right now.]
no subject
That may be the one piece of information about our common enemy I am least comfortable knowing.
[...oh, right. The death thing. She may not have been certain just how long that had stuck, but it did mean she needed to address something.]
I suppose I should make amends for failing to appear for my appointed shift. Potentially a repeated failure to appear for my appointed shift.
[Anyone else'd probably consider dying a valid excuse for missing work, but Looma's not exactly one to break an agreement. Even if it was one involving a pirate's reality show bar. Which, admittedly, was still a little weird, but it was something to pass the time and feel productive about.]
no subject
The bar loses staff often to events beyond their control. All I ask of everyone is that they help cover shifts when it happens. If you're available to return the favour some day, that's all that's needed.
Are you healthy? [She'd say okay? but honestly she figures what the answer to that might be.] It can take some time to recover properly. You can leave it to us until then.