driftfleet | 001 - Late & Long Hellos [OPEN]

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001 - Late & Long Hellos [OPEN]

Who: Freya Vaughn
Broadcast: Entire Fleet
Action: SS Heron, SS Iskaulit, maybe Marsiva
When: 14th – 21st –ish [Backdated a little.]

VIDEO | arrival | Backdated 14th

[Freya is not accustomed to waking up in strange places. Okay, that isn't completely true. She has woken up in strange places but she generally remembers how she gets there. She might be shaky and forgetful with names but sights and scents were always crystal clear. At first she smells metal, a lot of metal, and then her clothes.

When is the last time she had washed them? She opens her eyes, looking around and then closes her eyes again. When that doesn't work she shifts, wiggling a bit in the bed to moved something sharp that's stabbing her in the back. Oh! Her backpack is under her. That is not a great place for that. She wiggles again and looks a little bit like a fish on a bed.

Maybe she should get up? Yeah. Getting up sounds like a semblance of a plan; like 12% of a plan.

Freya is short and curvy. Her hair is long and messy, falling in wheat colored blond waves over her thin shoulders. She's wearing a black tank top, showing off the tattoos she has on her shoulder, arm, shoulder blade and then behind her ear. She's silent and calm for about ten minutes until a very loud voice is unknowingly broadcasted.]

Fuckerdoddledandy-

[The feed cuts.]

[Freya comes back with the video propped in her lap. She got the 411 and decides that she might as well continue to use the Skype function. It seems to be the trend, not that Freya makes a habit of following the cools kids of the space-ways. Not that Freya has ever been to space before.]

Okay, my creative swearing montage is over though it seriously needed background music like, Rocky style, Eye of the Tiger, or something.

[There is a decent pause before Freya continues again.]

So I got the details but I have a series of ridiculous questions and movie references to make. I also really want background music. If this is a TV show there should be background music. Anyone got an Ipod? I'll go as far back as a boom-box as long as it's small because, well, I'm small. I can hold up a penny for reference but I don't have one.

SS HERON | Engineering/Halls | 14th – 19th

[It's been a whirlwind of a day. Freya wakes up on one ship, has confetti thrown in her face a few hours later and told that she's going to another ship. They should really make up their mind about this kind of thing. Not that Freya minds because the new ship is small and cute. She also gets to tinker in the mechanic room without someone breathing over her shoulder.

So, that's cool.

When Freya arrives on the Heron, she bee-lines to the mechanic room. Her mission: find goggles. Engineers in space should have goggles. It isn't actually a necessity but she's doing what she needs to do in order to be comfortable with the messy she's found herself in. Not that she minds being relocated but Freya's never been a fan of long trips in tiny places. It's why she doesn't like cars. Working on cars is fine but being in them is painful. She'd much rather run everywhere, except that you can't run in space.

Well, maybe you can but not far.

After her a lot of searching and loud clamoring noises, Freya explores the rest of the ship and locates her room. The food is . . . interesting. She'll have to test that later and see if her allergy might kill her here but it's not currently the main focus of her exploration. What does capture her attention is the very uncomfortable swivel chair in her room. Freya eyes the exit to the room, then the chair, and then proceeds to take the chair apart and relocate it at the end of the long hallway that spans the center of the ship.

She puts her feet on the wall and pushes off, giggling the entire way down the hall. That is, until she hits someone or something and falls over.]

SS ISKAULT | Maab's Sceptre | 20th

[She's been told by at least two sources that there is a mountain somewhere on one of the ships. Once she locates where to go, she jumps in a shuttle –-without bothering to ask how it works-—and somehow manages to get there. As Freya's motto goes; 'If you have an understanding of Physics, anything is possible.'.

Reading instruction manuals help. Even if no one ever reads the instruction manual.

Freya doesn't get lost but she does wander around a bit before finding the mountain in question. She inhales a deep breath, tasting cold air, rock and water. There is something different about it, the faint scent of magic swirling around it but it is definitely real and definitely awesome. She doesn't find any trails up the mountain but that doesn't deter Freya. She steps through the gardens and begins heading towards the top of that mountain.

It might not be something she can climb in one day but she'll give it a decent try.]

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[ So, one downside (probably the only downside) to spending so much time over on the Blue Fish now was he wasn't around if the Atroma decided to add people to his ship. Of course, as he steps into the hallway from the cargo bay, he recognizes the girl he spoke with on the Marsiva, that hair was hard to mistake after all since her back was currently to him as she made her way down the hall in her...chair? The big guy smirked as he grabbed the back of it as she made her way past.

She didn't weigh anything. She was pretty easy to stop. ]

Having fun?

[Freya leans back in the chair, letting her head rest the large hand that had stopped her forward motion. A pair of bright silver gray eyes stared up at Bull while a bright smile spread over her lips.]

THE STEVE!

[She shouts as she throws up her arms in a quick hooray motion.] And yes, I am. I'd say you should try it but you'll have to get your own chair. [They can race!]

Is this your ship too? That's awesome.

Nah, you can have the hallway to yourself.

[ But he does smile at the nickname. He doesn't really get it, but that's okay. He nods at her question, though. ]

Yep. You want to meet the Captain, though, you're looking for Bucky Barnes.

I haven't seen him. I figured it'd be rude to start knocking on people's doors or anything like that.

Where would he be at?

[She gently kicks against the ground though the chair doesn't spin or go anywhere with the Ironbull holding onto it. Freya usually isn't this overly eager but she's absorbing the new satiation by being ridiculous and letting it all sink it. She isn't sure how she feels about it yet since she'd finally decided to return home to Montana.

It's kind of like a spit in the face.]

Oh, what is it that you do around here?

Who knows? He may be visiting his girlfriend. She's on another ship.

[ And he's a lucky bastard for having her. Just...damn that woman is hot. ]

I'm maintenance. Basically, if it needs fixing, I'm there for it. What'd they give you?

Ah, I'll keep a look out then.

[Freya flashes a relaxed smile as she settles into the chair so that she can comfortably look up at Bull. He is... really tall.]

Engineering. So who knows, maybe we'll work together some. I promise not to break anything. Well, I promise not to break anything I can't then fix. [She cannot promise not to break anything.]

Look, you're the engineer.

[ He smiles at her, though. ]

I just fix vents when they get clogged, shit like that.

True but if I end up clogged in a vent, I'm relying on you to get me down.

[Freya doesn't elaborate more than that though she looks like she's being entirely serious about it. After all, getting people out of vents is messy and possibly difficult work. Bull looks like has has the height and the arm strength to pull it off.]

[ He chuckles at that. ]

How about this: you don't go getting stuck in vents.

[Freya grimaces.]

If you say so.

[Her expression quickly breaks into a smile.]

Okay, I'm not serious. Anyway, what do the people on this ship do for fun? Besides going to other ships?

Uh...I read, Carol cooks a lot. [ He grins. ] And I like to eat. There's some exercise equipment down in the cargo hold. Play cards, you know...stuff. The real fun's over on the Iskaulit, though.

I liked to eat too.

[Something else they have in common though Freya needs to check out this Carol person.]

So I've heard. I'm planning to check it out once I get my barrings here. Kinda peaking into every nook and cranny.

That's a lot of nooks, Pixie. [ He smiles. ] It'll keep you busy, though.

It will and according to what I've learned, I got time.

[Eventually she'll get an itch to run or cabin fever and then everyone should be weary.]

You don't ever get bored here, do you?

I don't think I've been around here long enough to get bored.

[ He rolls his shoulder in a shrug. ]

Besides, sometimes being bored's better than...you know, zombies.

[ That happened. That sucked. ]

Oh it doesn't take long for me to get bored.

[She doesn't like staying in one place for long.]

Wait. You're comparing zombies to being bored.

[Freya curls her fingers towards him as if to tell him to cough up the rest of that story.]

Keep talking friend.

[ Bull's usually a pretty talky guy, but he frowns. ]

I had to kill a friend that day, so...no. I think we'll leave it at that.

Yeah... leave it at that.

[That's awkward.]

Sorry.

[ He shakes his head. ]

Don't be. Shit happens all the time, if not to people you know, then to people you don't, sometimes at the same time. I just don't want to talk about it, Pixie. No hard feelings, though.

Oh good. I'm jut awful at sad things or serious things... a lot of things.

[She lifts her shoulders in a shrug.]

How about you show me where the mess hall is and I get out of your metaphorical hair?

Everything's pretty much down this isle.

[ He does point to the far end, though, where there's a ladder leading up. ]

Chow's that way.

Oh sweet.

I'm going to Chow.

[She pauses for a half second before pushing her chair towards where he'd pointed.]

Chow!

[ He chuckles at that. ]

See ya, Pixie.

[The Heron isn't exactly the quietest ship of the bunch, but it's quiet enough that Shinji hasn't wanted to request a transfer for a while now. People come and go, and they come again, before going again; the constant churn is more like background noise for him. He can safely ignore roster issues most of the time, carrying on with his daily routine of doing quiet things in his quiet room. Every so often, he'll quietly emerge in order to find something to eat, as he does right now, yawning into his hand--

What in the fu--?!

He yelps in fear and jumps backward, narrowly avoiding an ignominious end beneath the wheels of a runaway swivel chair. Then he leans forward again, his fingers clutching the door frame, and glares down the hallway at that crazy reckless driver.] H-Hey! [he yelps, again. So much for another quiet day among days.] This is a space ship, not your own personal amusement park! Jeez! [His cheeks are tinged red, and the tips of his ears, too, and he almost forgot what self-righteous indignation could feel like.]

Edited 2018-07-20 13:17 (UTC)

[Freya sees Shinji. As hard as she'd pushed off the wall, the wheels had a lot of resistance and their speed eventually slowed to a lazy stop. Bright silver gray eyes looks over at him with a relaxed but excited smile.

He's too young to be yelling at people to get off his lawn.]

I know it's a space ship. Why don't you give it a try, it's fine. [She turns and uses her feet to push back to where Shinji is standing.] I can push you if you're worried.

[Kids should be having fun.]

[Shinji doesn't look the least bit impressed with all of this tomfoolery.] Give it... a try...? Are you being serious right now? [Appearances can be deceiving, yeah, it's true, but this lady has got to be older than he is. Maybe even twice his age.]

What's so fun about riding around in a chair? I mean, really...

[Freya's smile widens.] There is no point in expending the energy to talk unless I say things that I mean. [A soft, nearly soundless chuckle echoes from Freya's lips.

She is twice is age though within the context of her race she's technically younger than him. Even without factoring in age and experience, Freya likes to have fun and she isn't going to let anything stop her from enjoying her life.]

Let me ask you this? Have you done it before? Because if you have, then I'll succeed that this is something that you don't like to do but if you haven't tried it then you should at least try it before you say you don't like it. Otherwise you have no context for your dislike. [Which is silly.]

[Has he done this before? Shinji scoffs at that, as if he's some sort of expert at chairs and rolling them places... but, honestly, he can't say he's ever done it before. His childhood was a very quiet series of rooms where nothing ever seemed to happen.

He mutters,] I don't need to jump off a bridge to know I won't like it all that much. [But it would be wrong to say he's totally uninterested in the offer. The way he's looking at the chair is more speculative than not.]

[Freya rises to her feet, a light teasing smile shaping her lips.]

See, I get the comparison but you say that and all I can think of is 'how high?' and 'what's under the bridge?' [She holds up two fingers as if she's counting the questions.] Because I have jumped off a bridge before and it was about fifteen feet high and there was water underneath and it was a lot of fun.

Context matters a lot.

[She pushes the chair towards him.]

So let's get some context. Love or hate, whatever the outcome.

[It's like an adventure.]

[Context, schmontext. And Shinji has had enough freaking adventures for one lifetime, that's for sure. He'd be perfectly happy with the rest of his days being quiet ones, whiled away in his quiet room...

He pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to fend off a headache.] If I agree to do this, [he says, then,] and I hate it, like I really hate it, will you promise not to bother me with this kind of thing ever again? [She seems like the persistent sort, so he's looking for a little bit of insurance here.]

Yes but I'm going to need you to define 'this kind of thing'. [She does the air quotes and everything. Freya doesn't mind leaving him alone when it comes to rolling adventures but if she finds something he might enjoy, then it's very likely that she'd bug him again.

It's just the way she is.]

I still might be annoying though. The two won't be mutually exclusive.

[The video opens on a soft chuckle from Kaidan. This girl is...ridiculous. But in an oddly refreshing sort of way. There's probably room for her to have the stakes explained to her, but not so soon.]

There might be background music, we just don't get to hear it. But, uh, there's music somewhere on the network, if you really want some, but the selection is a bit limited.

[Ridiculous is Freya's middle name or it would be, if it wasn't already Jane.]

That's a shame. It would be a lot more fun if we heard it. [She places a finger against the side of her cheek as she looks thoughtfully at the man on the other side of the video. She's horrible at guessing human age's, assuming he's human, but he looks old enough... maybe he knows music?]

What are your references? Like, elevator music, ambient noises or we talking 80's and 90's rock or pop, hiphop, trance, dance, country, rap, disco... please tell me that they only have disco. [If only because that would be ridiculous.]

[He'd actually very much NOT like that, if only because he'd find it very distracting. He prefers the tranquility of silence more often than not.]

I hate to disappoint, but I'm not sure there's any, but I haven't made it through the whole catalog. Definitely some rock, some pop, some...classical? Honestly it all sounds like classic music to me.

Edited 2018-07-21 09:58 (UTC)

[Freya has never experienced true silence. Her hearing allows her to pick up the smallest hum and frequency no matter where she is. She imagines that true silence is the most haunting noise in the world.]

I'll have to take a look.

[She pauses thoughtfully.]

What kind of music do you like?

[There's rarely ever true silence, except in space, but his silence is the soft kind - filled with the sound of wind in the trees, the waves on the shore, or the hum of ship engines.]

I, uh...I don't know. I'm not much of a...music guy? Anything with some old fashioned guitar in it is nice, I guess. And anything you can dance to.

You dance?

[Freya's eyes light up as if they'd managed to capture the light of a star.]

[He smirks, letting out a vaguely shy chuckle.]

Given enough beer.

So there is beer here?

[Her smile widens a little bit more. He has no idea what he's getting himself into.]

So what do you say? Me, you, beer and dancing? You can show me the ropes.

[He feels a little like he's being shanghai'd into something, but there's apparently no breaks on this train]

I, uh...yeah, sure. You have your pick. There's two bars on the common ship, and plenty of other places on the planet to choose from. You can let me know when you're off the Marsiva, and I'd be happy to give you the tour.

What's your name...by the way? Might be important.

[Freya doesn't understand words like 'stop' and 'don't'.]

Oh! Yes. Definitely important. It's Freya.

It also looks like I'll be off the Marsiva today. Or tomorrow. That's what someone said. I was only half paying attention. [It doesn't seem like an important detail.] I'll depend on you to tell me which place is best.

This will be my first time at a different world though. That's pretty cool.

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