Katie McCoy (
hollystrike) wrote in
driftfleet2018-04-06 05:26 pm
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Tha sin mar bhàs.
Who: Katie and you!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Planetside
When: Now-ish
[Amusement Park]
[So this is where she goes when she wants time to think, apparently. The bunker is a place she won't enter; between the heavy aftermath of a mass death and the understandably stricken reactions of its visitors, the atmosphere is far too toxic. But it doesn't mean she isn't grieving. The deaths could not be helped and are god knows how far in the past, but the fact that these people have been forgotten - not acknowledged even by this automated town, let alone the rest of space - is something that sits very poorly. She can't even change anything about the town to reflect its population's final days.
She's walking the rollercoaster tracks, very high up, thinking over the issue. Don't ask how she got up that high. And don't worry if you should be using the rollercoaster at the time; she can avoid you. Might give you a bit of a scare, though, sorry.
Eventually, she puts a call through to Sam.]
[Outside of town]
[As far as she can go before she suspects (or hopes) she's outside the range of the city's replication science so her work isn't scrubbed. She's not too far from the bunker; it would be pointless if she were too far away from it.
She finds a rock face smooth enough, and between a thick blade and Kirito's lightsaber she carves a memorial. Maybe nobody will ever see it, but if any other visitors come to this place, they should know what happened. It's worth the extra headache.]
[And Broadcast]
I've decided to quit making dreamcatchers and move on to voodoo dolls instead. It's more fun. So if you'd like to take one before I end up throwing them all out, feel free.
[Just so you know. Totally honest, as usual. Less cheerful than normal.
If anyone wants her she'll be curled up in her office with Licorice on her lap. She's so tired of these planets.]
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Planetside
When: Now-ish
[Amusement Park]
[So this is where she goes when she wants time to think, apparently. The bunker is a place she won't enter; between the heavy aftermath of a mass death and the understandably stricken reactions of its visitors, the atmosphere is far too toxic. But it doesn't mean she isn't grieving. The deaths could not be helped and are god knows how far in the past, but the fact that these people have been forgotten - not acknowledged even by this automated town, let alone the rest of space - is something that sits very poorly. She can't even change anything about the town to reflect its population's final days.
She's walking the rollercoaster tracks, very high up, thinking over the issue. Don't ask how she got up that high. And don't worry if you should be using the rollercoaster at the time; she can avoid you. Might give you a bit of a scare, though, sorry.
Eventually, she puts a call through to Sam.]
[Outside of town]
[As far as she can go before she suspects (or hopes) she's outside the range of the city's replication science so her work isn't scrubbed. She's not too far from the bunker; it would be pointless if she were too far away from it.
She finds a rock face smooth enough, and between a thick blade and Kirito's lightsaber she carves a memorial. Maybe nobody will ever see it, but if any other visitors come to this place, they should know what happened. It's worth the extra headache.]
[And Broadcast]
I've decided to quit making dreamcatchers and move on to voodoo dolls instead. It's more fun. So if you'd like to take one before I end up throwing them all out, feel free.
[Just so you know. Totally honest, as usual. Less cheerful than normal.
If anyone wants her she'll be curled up in her office with Licorice on her lap. She's so tired of these planets.]

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[ He huffed, smiling a bit at that. He cupped his hands again to call back up. ]
Not much room for dancing up there!
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...and then does some incredibly dorky dance on the edge of the track. It's probably the Macarena, to be honest.]
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[ Kirk chuckled as she began to dance on the edge of the race track, though his stomach did twitch with worry for how high up she was, and how precarious. Even if she did fall, there would be nothing he could do. If he tried to catch her, it would probably kill them both. He held up his arms as if he was holding a beat box, swaying to her made-up beat. ]
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What brings you to this crowded place?
[She might have to yell a bit to be heard, but such is life.]
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Oh, you know, always looking for some good company!
[ Again, yelling, but that just seemed to be how they were doing this. ]
How about you? Leaving them speechless?
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Hold on!
And don't panic, okay?
[Because she swings herself down off the side, and promptly drops to land on her feet at the bottom like it was only a couple of feet.]
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[ Well that wasn’t exactly a sight he had expected to see, but he’s also friends with a super girl - Well, maybe friends? He wasn’t sure if they were still fighting or not. So while it did make his heart jump, he trusted Katie wasn’t mad enough to do something that would kill her. ]
So what’s your super power then? Indestructible? Levitation?
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The power to always land on my feet. It's very specific, I know.
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It's not a bad power. Has a lot of metaphorical implications to it, doesn't it?
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A few. There are a couple at least here on the Fleet. I wouldn't say anyone necessarily has superpowers back home, though.
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[Katie he's not a fictional character]
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[ He chuckled. ]
Maybe not. Or maybe what you consider super powers, are just things we already accept as normal.
When I think about it, I suppose a Vulcan's mental powers could be considered a super power, but where I'm from - that's just what Vulcan's can do. Part of their biology. Some species are stronger than others, a fact of life for a variety of reasons from body composition to the level of gravity they grew up in.
[ He shrugged. ]
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Heh, who knows? Seen enough things out in space not to outright dismiss that.
[ He shrugged. ]
Or it's a superpower. Either way, it certainly sounds handy. God knows I could have used it more than few times. Would save me so many trips to the medical clinic...
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Not a habit, per say, but I do end up on a lot of steep drop offs, yes.
[ HE'S NOT EVEN KIDDING. ]
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You'll be at the top of my Emergency Call List.