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driftfleet2015-04-11 05:39 pm
diomedea) wrote in driftfleet2015-04-11 05:39 pm
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001 // you are the moon
Who: River Tam and YOU
Broadcast: Fleet-wide!
Action: SS First Breath
When: After the shuffle!
[River is eating her dessert and thinking to herself. And then, suddenly, she smiles.]
Little planet, your moon is here. Calling to the home star, zero one zero one, she is safe. He is a small planet but he has so much gravity, he pulls her, safe, safe, sleep now shh.
[And then she looks into the camera with a smile.]
She can dance here, it's safe, far away from the watchful eyes, the sterile hands that grasp and pull. They drag her under, but not anymore. Can't cross the verse, the veil, the plane, like a curtain between the players.
She is safe here, little albatross. She can fly now.
[And then she tilts her head a little and laughs happily.]
Hello!
Broadcast: Fleet-wide!
Action: SS First Breath
When: After the shuffle!
[River is eating her dessert and thinking to herself. And then, suddenly, she smiles.]
Little planet, your moon is here. Calling to the home star, zero one zero one, she is safe. He is a small planet but he has so much gravity, he pulls her, safe, safe, sleep now shh.
[And then she looks into the camera with a smile.]
She can dance here, it's safe, far away from the watchful eyes, the sterile hands that grasp and pull. They drag her under, but not anymore. Can't cross the verse, the veil, the plane, like a curtain between the players.
She is safe here, little albatross. She can fly now.
[And then she tilts her head a little and laughs happily.]
Hello!
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Welcome aboard.
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Where are your fingers? Do you have feathers or membranes for your wings?
Action (full permissions are cool, just Tim doesn't like mindreading_
[Having just had a stranger poke around in his head a few days ago, Tim catches on immediately, and starts using the defenses he was taught - however cursory and ineffective they might sometimes be. He keeps three trains of thought running at once. In one, he's reciting prime numbers. In the second, he's running through the ethylation of benzene, step by step, transformation by transformation. Only in the third is any none-reflexive thought happening, in between seven eleven thirteen seventeen and visualizing the perfect ring of C6H6. Another telepath aboard, this one on his crew. Options: put in for immediate transfer. Try to trade her. Keep his defenses up constantly. In light of probably already-extant cognitive monitoring via augment, suck it up and learn to live with it.]
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197...199...211...223...
[And then she tilts her head, looking a little sad, almost suddenly.]
It's okay. She will go, she has to go to her planet. The forms will be signed.
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Bats in the belfry, don't be afraid. She is going to her Simon.
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[She looks at him, apologetic.]
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And me giving myself a headache like this probably isn't helping, either.
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[She says it as reassuringly as she can.]
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[Reluctantly, he lets his shielding go.]
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[And then she smiles a little.]
You're from Earth-That-Was, different spine but the setting is similar.
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