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Tarsakh 2 1369 DR - Awakening
Who: Syeira and anyone!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Midnight April 2nd (mostly to avoid any confusing with the April Fools stuff going on)
[It is not a graceful waking. The figure covered in a shimmery cloak suddenly startles awake, over alert, mostly fighting with the fabric as it tangles them up like a net. The person falls out of the bunk, making a sound like a discordant windchime when they land. Only then do they fight the clasp open and fling the cloak off, taking in a gasp of air, as if they'd been choking.
It's a girl, with wild curly long hair, the color of freshly spilt blood. She's wide eyed for a moment, before whatever she'd been dreaming about faded. Then reality sinks in around her. Definitely not Suldanessellar, and she's definitely alone. A quick pat shows she's been disarmed.
She heaves a big sigh, running both hands through her hair -oh look, she's going pointed ears- and letting her ehad fall back against the bunk behind her with a controlled thud.]
Is it Second-day already? And here I thought I'd at least get one night to myself before my next abduction.
[She shivers, realizing she's still cold, when the chill from her nightmare should be seeping away. She rubs her arms, and then awkwardly yanks the cloak out from under her. Standing, she puts the thing back on, and if anyone has been watching this little scene from the start, suddenly that attractiveness she has seems to kick up a notch or two. Magic. Now huddled inside the shimmery cloak, she goes about getting her bearings. In doing so, she discovers her communicator, after having accidentally kicked it a little. Oops. Picking that up, she holds it in her palm for a moment, realizing she knows what this thing does. A think she's never seen before.
Tsk. Nod. Just great.]
And I've been force fed knowledge about things I've never seen. Gosh, is it my birthday too?
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Midnight April 2nd (mostly to avoid any confusing with the April Fools stuff going on)
[It is not a graceful waking. The figure covered in a shimmery cloak suddenly startles awake, over alert, mostly fighting with the fabric as it tangles them up like a net. The person falls out of the bunk, making a sound like a discordant windchime when they land. Only then do they fight the clasp open and fling the cloak off, taking in a gasp of air, as if they'd been choking.
It's a girl, with wild curly long hair, the color of freshly spilt blood. She's wide eyed for a moment, before whatever she'd been dreaming about faded. Then reality sinks in around her. Definitely not Suldanessellar, and she's definitely alone. A quick pat shows she's been disarmed.
She heaves a big sigh, running both hands through her hair -oh look, she's going pointed ears- and letting her ehad fall back against the bunk behind her with a controlled thud.]
Is it Second-day already? And here I thought I'd at least get one night to myself before my next abduction.
[She shivers, realizing she's still cold, when the chill from her nightmare should be seeping away. She rubs her arms, and then awkwardly yanks the cloak out from under her. Standing, she puts the thing back on, and if anyone has been watching this little scene from the start, suddenly that attractiveness she has seems to kick up a notch or two. Magic. Now huddled inside the shimmery cloak, she goes about getting her bearings. In doing so, she discovers her communicator, after having accidentally kicked it a little. Oops. Picking that up, she holds it in her palm for a moment, realizing she knows what this thing does. A think she's never seen before.
Tsk. Nod. Just great.]
And I've been force fed knowledge about things I've never seen. Gosh, is it my birthday too?
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[congratulations you are literally the first person joel has ever decided to talk to of his own volition.]
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I feel down right spoiled. Is this Atroma always so generous?
voice forever!
[the sarcasm dripping from his voice says about fifty things and they are all "i don't want to be here".]
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I'm Syeira. [She says it like an invitation. And you are, Mr. Disembodied Voice?]
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Congratulations and a welcome aren't' something I usually get after being captured. I don't really think I can say thank you, it would be insincere. So perhaps a hello instead?
[Niceness costs nothing and is rarely the wrong way to go. Unless your talking to a Drow.]
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Hello works just as well. Dorian, of House Pavus. And you are...?
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Oh, jeez. Do you get kidnapped all the time too?
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Among other things. Are you a prisoner here too? Are you all right?
[Because other people's well being is way more important than her own minor inconvenience.]
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[she sounds so apathetic, waving her hand like she doesn't even care...]
You get used to it after a while.
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Of course, it took her a while to find the New Person after hearing her over the network, but not forever. Jinx is really getting a hang of this ship and has found she can skip the hallways and phase through walls much the same way she had at home.
There is always a slight hesitation first. What if she phases herself out into space? She's pretty sure that would be bad.
Either way, she pops her head and shoulders through the wall into the newcomers room (rude to arrive without knocking, Boss Man had always said) and gives a little wave.]
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So she waves back, a little awkwardly, but smiles a little.]
Hello?
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She jerks her chin towards the woman. Sup? How's kicks.]
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[He's very chipper about the whole thing, all things considered.]
You'll at least get little chocolates to look forward to.
I always assume it's video if it's blank up here ^_^
[Like two of her friends, her half-sister, and herself. But she only half counts herself, for reasons.]
And chocolate is all fine and good, but I really do take acception to being held prisoner.
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They even let us go outside sometimes. It's nearly cordial, the kidnapping.
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S'one helluva birthday present, yeah? Welcome to space.
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[Probably. It's way more likely to not be her birthday than otherwise.]
But thank you, I suppose. At least this time I'm not here through any fault of my own. Well, as far as I can tell anyway.
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Not your first time gettin' trapped somewhere?
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Maker's breath. Have you been abducted as well? Like each and every other hapless victim surely too important to suffer such indignity? What kind of world do we live in when such occurrences seem commonplace, nay, average? I ask you.
[ ...he's done now. A beat of silence falls while his features adjust to resting state, which is 'just before giggling.' ]
Sorry, everyone you've spoken to has just been so blase about the whole affair I thought you might appreciate real outrage.
[ He beams at her, which somehow manages to suggest that he is holding out, perhaps, a tip jar. ]
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She eases down, which is mostly a relaxing if shoulders and smiling back.]
Well it definitely was a change at least. Honestly I'm not sure if I feel better, because I'm not alone in my sense of kidnapping ennui, or worse.
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My brother did get snatched up in the name of making my life difficult once! By people who clearly didn't know much about my relationship with my brother.
[ Haw, haw. ]
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totally realized just now I spelled aloud wrong >.<
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