driftfleet | Video: Did you change your hair? (OTA)

Who: Sokka and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Forge, Iskaulit
When: 3/12

[When the feed comes on, it's absolutely Sokka's forge in the background, but the person in the foreground is pretty damn different. Still, as soon as he opens his mouth, he is absolutely still Sokka. There's no growing up out of that, clearly.]

Sooooo, that sure was two years worth of growing done in one night. That was a fun twist on the upgrades there, thanks Atroma. I personally feel spoiled. You shouldn't have.

[Yep. The sarcasm is strong, it's still Sokka. He plucks at the Drift Fleet jumpsuit he's wearing with clear distaste. It's the only thing that fits him right now.]

So, on the off-chance we don't go to a fun system with shopping next and instead go back to a horrible nightmare planet seen as that's in vogue right now- I might need to get someone who can actually sew clothes to maybe rescue me from this Beige Hell. Please.

[He needs to be wearing blue again.]

OH! That reminds me. I got some interesting intel from our cavalry last month - if you wanna know about that kinda of stuff drop by the forge. I'd rather not talk about that over the network because of the whole Atroma's always listening thing. You get it.

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Exactly. I mean, it might be on the Marsvia- or it could be somewhere else. For all we know, Atroma might be a whole planet somewhere.

Considering what we've seen of planets, I wouldn't be surprised of that, either.

[Singing planets still unnerved Keith a bit because he could feel the energy from them, but he tended not to talk about that.

But then, something sort of visibly clicked in his thoughts.]

This might sound crazy, but those other planets... the ones that were calling for help. And those ships... like the Marsiva. Do you think that's all related? And to the Atroma? I mean, one of the messages said something about sisters and waking them up. What if... [He stopped himself, pulling back... like he was almost afraid of letting it out for some reason.] Nevermind. It's probably stupid.

Dude, I come from a world where a lot of weirdness can be put to spirits doing weird things. There's not a whole lot I'd dismiss as stupid right off the bat.

Besides, the way Atroma can literally get into our heads... well, as much as I hate to admit there could be a strange magical-slash-psychic element to it...there's a good chance there is. I wouldn't put anything being connected outside the realms of possibility at this point.

[Keith huffed a soft sigh and then chewed slightly on his lower lip in thought, listening to Sokka basically agree with him.]

I wonder if the Inteceptors had been tied to the Marsiva or if they had a different escort ship. Nami mentioned there had been another one a while back that you guys came across... before I got here. And it was sending out weird messages similar to what we've been getting from the planets this time around.

Also, those weird glitches that none of remember seeing during calibrations... what if something's happening to the Marsiva? If it's a captive being, like what it sounds like from that other downed ship, it might be waking up. There could be a way for us to try to finish waking it up, and maybe... I don't know... use it against Atroma?

[He knew it was a super duper long shot, since none of them could even get on board the Marsiva without some sort of dire situation or without calibrations happening. What he remembered of the area he'd been in on arrival, it had been somewhat small, and he'd been restricted and unable to go anywhere else on the ship.]

Yeah, that's right.

...Wow, that's a grim thought. But maybe you're right? It would make sense with what we know so far. And Atroma have already proven that they're super okay with capturing and using just about anything and everyone. Why not a sentient ship?

I'm just not sure how to get to the Marsiva without some sort of dire circumstances. And, really... no one should do something stupid to get themselves over there for this. There has to be a different way.

We've just got to find it. Which...is easier said than done. This is the most intel I've found in three whole years. It's...probably gonna take a while to get helpful answers.

Yeah... that's for sure. [He wasn't surprised at the thought it would take a long time. They needed to be careful, especially if disabling the implants meant potential deaths.] Did they figure out any patterns to who... you know... died?

If they did, they didn't say anything to me about it. They were pretty cagey about the whole thing.

Why would they be cagey? I mean, you'd think they'd be okay with telling us things. Maybe we can use what they learned to do it better.

I don't know, maybe they're worried Atroma will hear or...I don't know. I guess they have their reasons. I'm not thrilled with it, but I can accept that's just how it is at the moment.

I guess I can see that. We didn't exactly get any in-person face time with them this round.

[He sighed.]

There has to be something, though. Something we're missing. I just want to know if we're even looking at the right things here or if it's all just a dead end.

I understand that. Even the tiniest hint that we're not just poking at a metaphorical pile of garbage would be something. It's taken us so long to get to this point, I don't want all the effort to be for nothing.

[Keith nodded, making a face that sort of said, 'yeah, really...']

But, it's better than nothing. [He had to believe that.] We can write it up and put it in with the other information that's stashed in the lecture hall. Maybe someone else in the Fleet somewhere along the line can figure it out.

That's the hope. That one day ANY of this will make more sense to someone else than it does to us.

Yeah. [Keith grimaced a little, but nodded.] Hopefully sooner than later.

Video: Did you change your hair? (OTA)

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