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. ]

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Really? Who else is here? Er--if you don't mind that I'm asking. Perhaps I know them.

Oh, no, that's fine --

[ He takes a moment, just gathering himself. It's pretty incredible that any of them are here. ]

So my wife is Maggie Greene. And then there's Daryl Dixon, Carol Peletier, and Carl Grimes. They're all from my home... they're family, basically.

Daryl Dixon, he's on my ship--on the Tourist. If you have not already been invited, please consider yourself invited to visit.

[Although Pavel wouldn't say that he knows Daryl. He knows he likes guns and knives?]

It's good that so many of you are here, and no one will be offended if you transfer to be with a part of your family.

Yeah, I don't think they would be, just... doing a lot of moving really quickly.

[ Glenn can probably help you out there. He's a tiny bit more personable. Look, he's even open to friends! ]

And thanks. I'm sure I'll stop by sooner or later to see Daryl, so I'll be sure to say hi when I do. I mean, we're kind of all in this together, right?

You will do a lot of that here... but not usually as much ship-to-ship moving.

[GOOD, Pavel is trying to make those and Glenn seems like a decent sort of person. One who is willing to have conversations and everything!]

We are, yes. However temporarily.

Well, between you and me, I'd... actually kind of rather stick around for a while. Not that I get the impression that I have a lot of say in that.

Ah, right.

[Sooo... odds are good that Glenn is either dead or from a terrible world, as those tend to be the reasons people don't want to go home. Pavel decides not to press. They did just meet.]

To the best of anyone's knowledge, we have no influence on what the Atroma do--and that includes how long they keep us here.

[ Why not both. ]

Yeah, that's kind of the idea I got... it's not like I was asked to sign up, anyway. But I can hope, and make the most of whatever I get.

[Why not both!]

This is a good outlook... and, whatever you may have been told about this place already, it isn't so bad. Sometimes we go for entire months without anything very terrible happening.