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driftfleet2017-12-30 07:37 pm
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Who: Maggie Rhee and YOU
Broadcast: video!
Action: Aboard the S.S. Blameless
When: Now!
[It had taken Maggie the short time aboard the Marsiva to collect herself. She hadn't even messaged anyone she remembered until now. It had been a strange transition waking up aboard the strange yet familiar ship, only to realize this had been home once too. Maggie had struggled back home, but now she felt her grief settling into a cold anger. She could channel that into something productive if she was to be stuck here in the fleet again.
Finally addressing the fleet, Maggie's features look calm, compared to the confusion of most arrivals.]
I'm assuming this place hasn't changed any? New arrival gets sent to their new ship from the Marsiva and all that. Though I'm curious what the Atroma find so fascinating about me this time around.
[She had become a leader, a force of nature in human flesh. She might still grieve her losses and feel hesitant to reach out to a new crew but she would help them get by the same as she'd done when she'd been on the Goldstone.]
Private - Carl Grimes
[Maggie has her hands folded under her chin, trying to think of what to even say to Carl. She could start with questions - how long was she gone? When had Enid left? She had absolutely skimmed their ship's rosters for them, not seeing Enid's name listed anywhere. She no longer saw Rick or Daryl's names either which meant Carl had been here alone.]
Are you on the Red Fish right now? I want to see you.
[If only to give him a hug and maybe make sure he'd been taking acceptable care of his eye and doing his physical therapy. Rick and Michonne weren't here to take care of him so it fell to her, just as it would if their roles as parents were reversed.]
Action;
[Upon arriving, Maggie deftly brushes the confetti out of her hair and ignores the Atroma's usual pomp and circumstance. She had half a mind to make her way to her new lab, but instead she takes her time exploring with her celebratory chocolate goo in hand. She had never been on the Blameless before now.]
Hello?
[Say hello to your new crewmate, Blameless?]
Broadcast: video!
Action: Aboard the S.S. Blameless
When: Now!
[It had taken Maggie the short time aboard the Marsiva to collect herself. She hadn't even messaged anyone she remembered until now. It had been a strange transition waking up aboard the strange yet familiar ship, only to realize this had been home once too. Maggie had struggled back home, but now she felt her grief settling into a cold anger. She could channel that into something productive if she was to be stuck here in the fleet again.
Finally addressing the fleet, Maggie's features look calm, compared to the confusion of most arrivals.]
I'm assuming this place hasn't changed any? New arrival gets sent to their new ship from the Marsiva and all that. Though I'm curious what the Atroma find so fascinating about me this time around.
[She had become a leader, a force of nature in human flesh. She might still grieve her losses and feel hesitant to reach out to a new crew but she would help them get by the same as she'd done when she'd been on the Goldstone.]
Private - Carl Grimes
[Maggie has her hands folded under her chin, trying to think of what to even say to Carl. She could start with questions - how long was she gone? When had Enid left? She had absolutely skimmed their ship's rosters for them, not seeing Enid's name listed anywhere. She no longer saw Rick or Daryl's names either which meant Carl had been here alone.]
Are you on the Red Fish right now? I want to see you.
[If only to give him a hug and maybe make sure he'd been taking acceptable care of his eye and doing his physical therapy. Rick and Michonne weren't here to take care of him so it fell to her, just as it would if their roles as parents were reversed.]
Action;
[Upon arriving, Maggie deftly brushes the confetti out of her hair and ignores the Atroma's usual pomp and circumstance. She had half a mind to make her way to her new lab, but instead she takes her time exploring with her celebratory chocolate goo in hand. She had never been on the Blameless before now.]
Hello?
[Say hello to your new crewmate, Blameless?]
video;
[She nods, when he mentions calibrations.]
I remember it, yeah.
[Everything right up to when she left still felt like a blur, like she had been living someone else's life. Had she really been gone so long? Yet it had only been an hour or so since she'd come back.]
What's this I hear from Mon-El about a cannibal planet? Or is there a story I should hear in person.
[And then they could reminisce about their other near experience with a group of cannibals. Fun times. Not.]
video;
[ And that... feels like all there is to it, but it was possibly the longest month- or it felt like it, at least. ]
video;
It's like Terminus all over again.
[She makes a disgusted sound.]
I'm glad you're alright.
[A beat]
I'm not gonna bother asking if you've been keeping up with your P.T or keeping that bandage changed, but if you need me for that - I'm around, now.
[You know, to mother hen you in Michonne's place.]
I'll stop by when I'm settled if you want.
video;
[ He nods. ] Yeah, 'm okay.
I'd like that a lot.