driftfleet | open | action + video

Who: Glenn Rhee - and maybe you?
Broadcast: Yes
Action: ~~Also yes~~ SS Starstruck
When: Shuffle Day! Plus he just arrived in time for it! Good timing, Glenn!

action: SS Starstruck ]

[ The last thing that he really knew, that he understood and processed, was that his life was over. After that, he couldn't call the details to mind, but the certainty was there. And then, something else happened. He was in a completely different place, somewhere clean, utilitarian but gleaming... and there were stars.

Truth be told, he hadn't gotten past the disbelief, gradually coming to terms with both space and his own continued existence, when suddenly everything changed around him again. Only this time, there was a little tune to greet him, confetti and dessert?

So don't mind him, far more disoriented than he's ever been, stumbling and barely keeping himself upright, staring around the bridge in building bewilderment - and it's rather immediately clear that's what it is, the stations, the windows... space again. However that happened. ]

Um... hello?

[ Eloquent. He'll get to words. Eventually. ]

video ]

I, uh... I guess this is basically like the internet? It's been a while but: Hi. My name is Glenn, and I just got here.

[ He draws a deep breath - while he's doing a bit better, he's still unsteady. ]

To space.

[ He's hoping for what he figures is the impossible... he can't bring himself to put it into words. So he leaves it there, with the dubious tone of someone who still isn't sure anything is real. Himself included. ]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ he does not. ]

DARYL

Hey

I didn't know you were here

[ if you ask Daryl, he should strongly consider it. ]

yeah

probably shoulda started with that

yeah, probably

but I'm glad you are

really

[ The thing is... Glenn would guess as much, and he just might be picking up on it, even over text. There's no denying there's something weird hanging over them - on both ends, even - but it's not blame. ]

[ Here is where, in person, Daryl would at best grunt appreciatively, but probably he would just fail at keeping his composure.

Again he types and deletes about fifteen variations on not as glad as me. ]

holdin up all right?

[ he means, really, is Glenn okay, but he's pretty sure Glenn's not okay. ]

[ Glenn is... sort of acting like he's okay, because he's not really sure what else to do. But of course he's not. It doesn't feel entirely unlike how he processed things back at the beginning...

But with his people, they know better. And that's why, now, he has no idea what to say. Least of all to Daryl. So now he types and deletes countless responses, running a full gamut from no to yes, then stares for a long time at the space where words are supposed to be. ]

somehow

Maggie's coming over from her ship

[ He just figures that might be an assurance of sorts. ]

good. that's good

[ Understatements continue at an alarming rate.

If there's anyone to explain everything to him-- hell, it's not even about that, just, the two of them need each other and goddamnit, they deserve a fucking minute to themselves. ]

[ The most certainly do. It's impossible, and once that and the disbelief wears off, he just might be unspeakably grateful for this place. ]

yeah

hey you're on one of these ships too, right? so I can see you later

[ Yeah. Having this conversation via text was a good idea, because he's definitely... pretty overwhelmed. ]

on the tourist, yeah

there's another big one we can all go

[ meet up. in the same place. all alive and well, impossibly, like how things oughta be but never will be again.

holy shit. ]

ok then we'll do that

look I don't really get ANY of this but

I'm here

[ He figures he doesn't need to actually say how incredible that is. ]

yeah

[ Family is: trusting your friend to recognize that your brief deadpan texts are just an indicator that he's probably going to ugly cry on you in the next couple of days. ]

go spend some time with Maggie, yeah?

[ Extremely recognized. ]

I'm actually going to go spend a lot of time with Maggie

I'll see you later

[ There's a lot of emotion behind that simple text, too. He trusts that's known. ]

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