driftfleet | welcome to the ss vanquish

[The captain is a girl with a giant pink bow on her back. She's dressed more like a ninja than a captain, and she is still trying to figure this all out. She prods at the dessert pudding, which now has confetti in it, and makes a face.

There's a nice chair though. She leans against it for a second, then addresses the others.]

I guess... I'm the captain. I don't really know what that entails, so it'll be a-- a learning experience.

Couldn't we have a nicer name...? "Vanquish" isn't very cute, is it?

[ /priorities. ]

[And here is River, she's poking about the kitchen, and then peeks her head out into the hallway.

Where did she come from? Who can be sure!]

No cats, just protein cubes.

[Clay is at least glad that there's someone on the ship he sort of kind of knows, or at least has seen before. And it's the captain too! Which he thinks is super rad.

But you're going to pass up the pudding just because there's confetti in it? Wow. Wow.

Well he's just gonna pick out some pieces of confetti to get some of that. Only about a mouthful, though; gotta maintain a good diet. Plus, there's two other girls who might want some of it, too.]

You'll be fine! We're all here to back you up no matter what!

[Clay leans against the table, arms crossed and a smile on his face. He might not be too confident about what being a captain is, or even how to pilot this ship in particular, but he's sure they'll get the hang of it.]

At my job, our captain oversaw us all and made sure we were doing our work. He was pretty much the voice of the space center, the person everyone thinks of when they hear the name of it. [...] He also got to ride around on a cool segway.

[There's pudding! And CONFETTI! AND MUSIC!

The teleportation is weird, but Clay recovers well enough. All the hype is making him hyped, making him let out a WOO YEAH and punch at the air just as the confetti touches down. A welcoming party!]

This is way nicer than I thought it'd be!

[The rocket he sat in to get used to the controls and everything had been, while large, fairly cramped, and it'd be that way until they got to their destination. This? At least he got to walk around, and at least gravity was working with them!]

[A little while later, when there's a bit more things sorted out...]

So! [He gives a cheerful grin and plants his hands on his hips.] I guess I'm the pilot of this ship?

[Sonata had only just gotten here, and she was already being dumped onto another ship before she'd had time to explore and figure out where her missing possessions where. So far, only her crest of hope necklace remained with her, while everything else, including her micsaber, were gone. It was really annoying, and she had to wonder who did it and why. Did they think she couldn't fend for herself?

Ignoring the confetti (although it was tempting to gather some to throw later), and the free pudding for now, this tiny singing child is looking for her penguin companion... and maybe a few other people, too.

Or she's just spying on you. That too.]

[Whoa, surprise girl.

... Wait. Was she even there when they first teleported here?]

Uh.

[... Whatever, roll with it. Maybe she's late!]

We cooould... make cat-shaped protein cubes? [From what he's felt of them so far, they seem pretty soft?]

[Okay disregard the food there are more pressing matters, here.]

Did you rise from the ashes, too?

[She looks him over for a moment.]

It's like protein chains. You to the sun, the sun to the devil. But you wanted the stars, not the scales.

[Whoa wait what

What

Where did this come from all of the sudden? Clay glances about, but there doesn't seem to be anyone around that he can gesture a suitable "WHAT??" to. Instead, he tries to listen, and... it's so abstract that he doesn't really get it.]

I'm, uh... sorry, but - what? I mean, the sun's just as cool as the stars...

[... Scales, though. Stars and scales. Scales and stars.]

Are you talking about Apollo? [It seems like such a dumb question. How could she know Apollo? Or how he wanted the stars (space) and Apollo wanted the scales (the law, Clay knows enough about his friends' wants and desires to know of that symbol).]

The sun. Reverent.

[She smiles a bit, and then laughs.]

Oh, but is the sun yours? Are you a planet in his gravitational pull? She has a planet like that, she is his moon.

[Clay is abysmal at being aware of his surroundings, at least when it comes to all things not related to piloting. So when he's in the general cockpit area, hands smoothing over the controls and getting the feel of it and being boggled by the fact that he actually kind of knows what his fingers are touching, he has no idea that a certain little girl is watching him. His head's a bit in the clouds at the moment.]

So this is like the control yoke...

[Okay, space nonsense? He can talk about that, he can even understand it. Apollo's his sun, and he's a planet caught in his orbit, and -

Well. He was about to argue against that, because it's not like Apollo's the center of his universe, but... in a way, he kind of is. Apollo was the one who motivated him to become who he is today, was and still is his best friend of ten years, and is certainly an important staple in his life.

The moon, though?]

Who's she? [And, again, how does this girl know about all this? Though Clay seems to be too caught up in all the space lingo to really keep that in mind.] And I don't know if that's right. Suns don't have moons. I mean, yeah, moons are caught up in the sun's gravity just like planets are, but they're always considered moons of the planets, not the sun. Unless Apollo's a sun and a planet here.

[Booooorrriiiiing

Sonata's never piloted anything herself other than the giant mech units everyone in 00 can use, but this just does not strike her as something that interests her at all. Maybe she should have gone and spied on someone else- this was just going to put her to sleep.]

I think it's pretty cool myself. It sounds like something you'd ride into battle. [She's a little bit of a tomboy. Slightly. Maybe.] But... we could decorate it if we find something we like.

[Sheena glances at him eating the pudding anyway... she might be judging a little. It reminds her of Lloyd, honestly. He's so eager though, and enthusiastic, and she's not-- used to that. So regardless of his weird eating habits she actually blushes a little bit and looks away.]

Oh, um, thank you. I'm the next in line to become chief of my village, but it's not quite the same thing...

[At least Clay has some experience.]

I don't think I have that kind of presence. And I don't know what a Segway is... but I'll do my best.

[Sheena pauses on her way to the kitchen. She was going to make dinner, but... what.]

I didn't know we could get cats in space.

[She's not sure who this is or how she got her. Her stance is relaxed, but if River's a danger, she's ready.]

You don't look like one of my crew. My name's Sheena. Can I help you find something?

She has a sun, they all do, their captain. She is a moon to the planet Simon. Simon orbits the sun.

[And she thinks for a little bit.]

Binary suns. Thought that one was dead, rose from the ashes. But you're a planet, terra firma, not a moon.

[W O W rude.

Clay gives a quick glance around, though - and finally, mercifully sees her. He blinks, then turns his head fully to her while giving a smile. He'd noticed that she arrived and then wandered off pretty early, and now he can finally talk to her.]

Well, hey there! Here to watch? I'm still figuring this stuff out myself.

Well, my name is Clay Terran...

[And he never liked his name, because it was so... earthy. Thanks, dad.

And he knows the name - Simon. Simon Blackquill. The man who murdered Metis Cykes, or so it seemed. Aura would beg to differ, and Clay never knew what to think. But what does Simon have to do with this? Is Aura the moon here? Or someone else? And Simon is orbiting Apollo? Or one of the other suns...?

Ugh, even with the space terminology, it's so confusing. There's something more important to think of here, and Clay squints and shakes his head to try to get his priorities straight.]

Wait, one question. How do you know all this?

[Chief of the village? Holy - Clay raises his eyebrows at that, jaw dropping, the smile turning bigger - Is Sheena one of the coolest people ever or what here?]

Whoa, that's awesome! See, you can think of this like... like training to be chief when you get back! [He turns a little more toward her, arms dropping to let his hands hold the edge of the table instead.] Sometimes, all you've got to do is tell yourself you've got that presence, even if you don't really believe it. Pretty soon, you'll start to feel it, too.

Say it with me. [He clears his throat, pushes himself away from the table, and holds up his fists as he says in a louder voice,] I'm Sheena Fujibayashi, and I'm the captain of this ship!

[Tiny singing child is the rudest, it is her.

Anyway, she just kind of. Makes a face.]

All you're doing is touching everything... Sonata doesn't think that's very interesting.

[Huh. Third person. Well, all right!]

Yeah, it's pretty boring, huh? I'm touching it so I can get a feel for it. You don't want me flying the ship without knowing what I'm flying, right? [He lets out a big sigh.] It's boring, but somebody's got to do it.

[Okay, so he actually likes stuff like this. But since Clay already somehow knows a lot of these controls already...]

Wanna see me actually fly it instead?

[... Okay, now you're talking.]

Really? Sonata wants to see, wants to see!

[She is... not expecting that reaction. He's so enthusiastic about everything, goddess, she's got a cheerleader now and she never asked for one.]

R-- right. I hope so.

[But then he starts into his Chords of Steel thing and she just stares. She... doesn't say it with him. Not at first. Her expression is dubious.]

I'm Sheena Fujibayashi. I'm the captain of this ship. [She's not yelling that.]

Then come on over!

[Clay plops into the pilot's seat, eyes sweeping over the controls while she comes over. There's the autopilot button, which is already on, there's the control yoke, the joystick, the rudder petals...]

Okay. Let's see what this baby can do!

[First, he gets a hand on the controls, then he presses the button. The button. The button that turns off the autopilot and hands all of the power to him.

The ship lurches a bit, but Clay's got a pretty firm grip once he's got both hands on the yoke. Once he steadies the ship, he bring one hand down to the throttle, then slowly moves it upward, causing the ship to move forward.]

We have lift-off!

welcome to the ss vanquish

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eeeeeee ace attorney character

yessss and RIVER omgggg

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