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Who: Leia Organa, possibly you too.
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Aboard the Marsiva and the Vanquish later on
When: Upon arrival and after the shuffle and anything else anyone tosses in as a wildcard.

A. Broadcast/Hospitality Deck

[Space travel, for Leia, is far from new. There hasn't been a time in her life where she wasn't able to board a ship and travel to another planet. Travel without her knowledge, though? That's new, and that has her on guard, because she doesn't recognize her surroundings, doesn't know whose ship this is, and doesn't yet know how to her people or to get away on her own. (good luck with that one, Leia.) Not to mention this whole reality show nonsense...

What she does recognize is a camera when she sees one. Narrowing her eyes and raising her chin, Leia peers down at the camera, her expression doing a good job at masking the unease she's feeling thanks to... well, everything here.]

If this is a joke, it's not a funny one.

[As much as she wants more information and needs to know exactly where she is and what's going on, she's too on edge, guarded, and distrustful to outright ask. But that's not to say she won't respond if anyone responds to her... less-than-amused broadcast.

For anyone else currently in or around the welcome area later on, they're likely to see Leia inspecting her new surroundings. She has questions--too many, probably, that she doesn't even really know where to begin asking them--and trying to find answers herself is her first instinct.

But, as closed off and standoffish as she may seem at the moment, noticing someone near her, well--that's a resource for more information, and someone else presumably in a similar situation. It wouldn't be right to not reach out.]

At least this is cleaner than the last ship I was on.

[meaning, the Falcon. Ha...]

B. Aboard the Vanquish

[You know who isn't quite fond of surprises? Leia. Leia isn't fond of them. This whole appearing in a fanfare of confetti and music and... chocolate goo? is really not her thing. Leia blinks, essentially stunned into silence for a moment, glancing around at the confetti, the dessert, and all this ridiculously unnecessary ceremony.

She doesn't plan on sticking around the bridge for long, though she will stop if anyone in the bridge as she arrives greets her. That, or if anyone in the bridge notices the untouched chocolate cream left behind. She's got other things on her mind to deal with now besides suspicious dessert goo.

Most of Leia's first day on board is spent, as likely all new arrivals do, wandering the ship and getting a feel for her new surroundings. ...And occasionally shaking yet another hidden poof of confetti from her hair. But rather than getting to know every inch of her new ship, Leia gravitates first toward the nearest porthole window, scouring the stars to see if there's any hint of any system or other space landmark-of-sorts that she recognizes. (There isn't.) Anyone who happens to come across her while space-gazing, may get hit with:]

There's something unsettling about not being able to place this system.

[Place it in relation to any of the systems she's more familiar with, that is.]

C. Broadcast/text

[In her time here, Leia has done some investigating, scouring the network to get a better idea of where she is, what's going on, and who else is here with her. It's information easily at hand, and it would be remiss of her to not make use of it. It's when looking through the media files that she comes across a few words that catch her attention, and as much as she's still reluctant to broadcast herself, she has questions that need answers--]

Have any of you found files here from your home galaxies that no longer exist in your current time?

[in other words, someone found the Jedi Code uploaded in the files. And more than just the fact that it speaks about the Jedi and indicates maybe others from her same galaxy had been here at some point, what catches Leia's curiosity about this is that, as far as she's aware, this information had likely been completely destroyed in the years since the fall of the Republic.]

D. Wildcard

[If you want something else not covered by the above options, let me know and we can work it out. Continuing test drive threads here is also 100% okay with me.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

You can always change your mind later on, if you decide you're sick of us.

[She wouldn't be the first.]

Natasha. I'm on comms.

You and I might have the same job.

[Or whatever it's considered. It's not that she's not sure how ships like this fly, it's more she doesn't know what it's supposed to be here.]

How does that work?

Mostly, it means we don't do it at the same time.

[It's hardly a first.]

Sometimes we might end up working together. Not often, but there's been times we've found codes or encrypted signals, and those of us with comms augments came in handy.

[That there? That definitely has her attention.]

Did those encrypted codes wind up saying anything interesting?

Sometimes. Usually, if it actually comes down to it. Sometimes there's information that might help us eventually figure out what's going on here. Other times it's only pertinent to the system we're visiting at the time...

But I've never seen it not pay off somehow.

That's interesting. To say the least.

[And something she's going to be sure to hunt down later on, if she can, to see what else may have been said, but first--]

How long have you been here?

Longer than I like to admit. Almost two years now. [It's a little unreal to admit. And embarrassing. She's been captive that long.] Some people have been here longer. Some people... not so long.

Two years?

[Leia isn't able to keep the surprise out of her voice as she responds. That's. A long time, to say the least, and Leia can barely imagine what it would be like to be stuck here that long.]

Have you been on this ship the whole time?

More or less. Other than the stays on the Marsiva, I've been assigned here the whole time.

Been known to get away for a few days from time to time.

[Natasha is more successful ignoring the surprise, keeping her own frustration at the situation under wraps. Her tone is amiable. And not entirely sincere.]

So if you'd like to get away, but not permanently... It's not impossible.

[Escaping, on the other hand.]

Are there escape pods on board, then? Or did you use something else?

[Because that definitely has her interest. ...And she hopes escape pods are a thing; she hasn't actually noticed any in her short time on board already.]

There's shuttles. Not too hard to get around on them. [A shrug.] They can't go too far away, but they'll get you to the other ships.

[It's not the same as truly being able to leave, but it's better than many alternatives. It's better than not being able to see anyone on the other ships in person while they're traveling. A bit of tension Leia hadn't even noticed she was holding releases at that thought.]

It could be worse. At least we won't be unable to meet with anyone on another ship this way.

It's true. And it's worth it being able to meet up face to face sometimes.

Feels a little less like you're being watched that way.

I'd think that part is a little difficult to forget about.

[Though she doesn't disagree; things would likely feel more normal getting to be around people in person, rather than via network.]

You'd be surprised how used to it you can get with time.

[But it's always there, isn't it?]

It's a good thing to remember, though.