Princess "HBIC" Allura (
princessences) wrote in
driftfleet2018-08-12 09:57 pm
Entry tags:
broadcast + action
Who: Allura & YOU!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Tourist
When: August 10th - 15th
[ broadcast ★ video ★ 08/10 ]
[ The feed opens up on a bed with one new passenger. Except she's asleep and turning on the bed, which really makes bad television. She mumbles something to herself and dozes right back off, at least for a few more minutes. But when she finally does rouse, she stretches and yawns. It should look very ladylike but she might have some drool dried at the corner of her mouth.
Except it becomes very apparent to her right away that this isn't where she should be. Allura flails and jumps from the bed. ]
What--where is this? Where am I!?
[ Has she been...taken captive? But by whom? She rounds the room, casting a suspicious eye to her surroundings. But something catches her eye which brings her closer to the camera... ]
[ action ★ ss tourist bridge ★ 08/12 ]
[ Well, that was sufficiently embarrassing. Allura grits her teeth as she marches out of the room she awoke in. HS Marsiva? To have anyone play host and keep an ever watchful, ever prying gaze is unsettling, to say the least. She also rather doesn't fancy being some sort of captive or wayward traveler. There is much left to accomplish where she should be.
Fists clenched at her sides, she marches onward to find a different deck. When one of the automatic doors slides open, she nearly collides with the person on the other side. She's angry.
And then suddenly no longer on the Marsiva. Enveloped in a pool of light, Allura feels herself move in and out of time in space in the span of a few seconds. What was once a corridor is now the bridge of an entirely different ship--
SS Tourist.
She should be happy about the confetti that comes with her arrival, but really.
Allura is unimpressed. ]
Quiznak, I am already very tired of this!
[ action ★ ss tourist kitchen ★ 08/15 ]
[ The past few days on the SS Tourist ave been enlightening in a number of ways, and frustrating in many others. She tries to keep herself in high spirits and take things one day at a time, but she has yet to make much progress in returning to the Castle.
Food is important, however, but Allura is unfamiliar with much of the cuisine on the ship. She kind of misses her food goo.
She squints as she leans forward to read some of the menu offerings. ]
..."PB Sandwich"? What is that?
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Tourist
When: August 10th - 15th
[ broadcast ★ video ★ 08/10 ]
[ The feed opens up on a bed with one new passenger. Except she's asleep and turning on the bed, which really makes bad television. She mumbles something to herself and dozes right back off, at least for a few more minutes. But when she finally does rouse, she stretches and yawns. It should look very ladylike but she might have some drool dried at the corner of her mouth.
Except it becomes very apparent to her right away that this isn't where she should be. Allura flails and jumps from the bed. ]
What--where is this? Where am I!?
[ Has she been...taken captive? But by whom? She rounds the room, casting a suspicious eye to her surroundings. But something catches her eye which brings her closer to the camera... ]
[ action ★ ss tourist bridge ★ 08/12 ]
[ Well, that was sufficiently embarrassing. Allura grits her teeth as she marches out of the room she awoke in. HS Marsiva? To have anyone play host and keep an ever watchful, ever prying gaze is unsettling, to say the least. She also rather doesn't fancy being some sort of captive or wayward traveler. There is much left to accomplish where she should be.
Fists clenched at her sides, she marches onward to find a different deck. When one of the automatic doors slides open, she nearly collides with the person on the other side. She's angry.
And then suddenly no longer on the Marsiva. Enveloped in a pool of light, Allura feels herself move in and out of time in space in the span of a few seconds. What was once a corridor is now the bridge of an entirely different ship--
SS Tourist.
She should be happy about the confetti that comes with her arrival, but really.
Allura is unimpressed. ]
Quiznak, I am already very tired of this!
[ action ★ ss tourist kitchen ★ 08/15 ]
[ The past few days on the SS Tourist ave been enlightening in a number of ways, and frustrating in many others. She tries to keep herself in high spirits and take things one day at a time, but she has yet to make much progress in returning to the Castle.
Food is important, however, but Allura is unfamiliar with much of the cuisine on the ship. She kind of misses her food goo.
She squints as she leans forward to read some of the menu offerings. ]
..."PB Sandwich"? What is that?

[Video]
Allura! [Judging by her reaction... she doesn't remember, huh? Atroma either brings them all together or drops the occasional surprise like this. Geez.] It's alright, princess, you're safe here. [...in a way.] We've been transported to a fleet in a parallel universe.
[Video]
[ That is two accounted for, two more to go. ]
Lance mentioned that you were here, but it is good to see you. Though I admit it's difficult to believe this is "safe", traveling between universes against our will.
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[ Which is kind of the definition of troubling. ]
I am unharmed, as is expected, I suppose.
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[His tone is full of disapproval, which wouldn't be surprising to anyone since this is indeed pretty messed up. But Allura knows Shiro and she'll understand why he hates this more than anyone else.]
Expected from this place? Yes, but I was wondering about any leftovers from home. We've been brought from the heat of a battle before. In fact, the last thing I remember is Naxzela.
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So I've heard. What do you make of them?
[ She trusts his judgment, at least. Or she usually did. They haven't been seeing eye-to-eye like they used to, but she still ventures a try. ]
Naxzela?
[ That surprises her. ]
Shiro--that was...do you know nothing of what followed?
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[...to say the least. He nods at the question, having gone through this with Lance and Keith already.]
I have a general idea. Lotor kills Zarkon and becomes our ally, correct?
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[ She's glad they're on the same wavelength, at least. The other Paladins appear to be in good spirits despite the circumstances, but Allura is still too new to share the sentiment. ]
I trust this research has been made available?
[ Assuming there is some sort of cooperative effort, which, based on the responses she's gotten, there seems to be. ]
...Yes, that's correct.
[ It bothers her that has clearly relaying secondhand information, though. He was there. ]
This must be what I've been hearing about in regards to time inconsistencies.
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[Aka in person and not on the network. There's a chance Atroma may still be watching them while in the Iskaulit, but it's the only precautions they can take, so he'll get what he can. Doing nothing feels worse.
Another nod, poker face on as always. It bothers him that everyone is getting ahead of him, even if they tell him he's okay. His own future is always so uncertain, and with Keith having gotten the black bayard... ugh, better not think about that now.]
It is. We're taken from different points in the timeline. Some people have come from different versions of the same world. [It's been months, he's moved on... but the thought of Kate will always feel like a burn in his chest.] First time I appeared here, it was right after we fought Zarkon in his robot armor. We've gone home and returned a couple of times since then. And-- [Better tell her before she finds out in a bad way.] --you were here before, too.
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Of course.
[ What privacy that may actually offer them is yet to be seen, but she'll trust Shiro's judgment on that, as always.
She is expecting the time inconsistencies thanks to Lance, but she isn't prepared to hear that. ]
What?
[ That's...unsettling. ]
I was? I don't recall that at all.
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[So she shouldn't have much trouble getting recognized or finding stuff the other Allura did, so that would be easier than what it seems Leia got. And this reminds him...]
You don't have your bayard here with you, do you? I still have the staff we got back then if you want a weapon until you can recover your bayard.
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[ That doesn't make it any easier to imagine, though. As if waking up in a strange place in and of itself isn't enough to rattle ones sense of control over their actions. ]
Yes, and I appreciate it.
[ Even if she isn't sure how to feel about it at the moment. ]
Ah, I do not. Thank you. Though I hope it won't be necessary, I would feel a little more...prepared.
[ Evidence of her past existence here...strange. ]
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Has Lance told you what you need to know? Who is here from our world and what we know? Where to find us? [Since sadly they aren't all in the same ship.]
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He's explained much, yes, though I'm sure I will have more questions. Many strangers have offered information and advice as well. I've been very fortunate in that regard.
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[He offers a smile, trying to be reassuring.]
I'm the captain of the Blameless, Ulaz is there with me as my first mate. Pidge is in the Bishop. Keith and Lance are in the Huntress, they decided to live together some months ago. Lastly, Haggar is in the First Breath.
[Since Lance apparently told her the important stuff already, he drops Ulaz and Haggar's names without a second thought, the mention of certain relationship too. Not that she'll go to Haggar with questions, but you know. Gotta warn about the location.]
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Of course.
[ But, Captain? Look at you, Shiro. She would take the time to be proud of him except for...that last part.
Allura freezes. ]
...Haggar is here as well?
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Yes. Atroma doesn't care who we are in our own worlds. They just bring people to please their need for unsavory entertainment. I talked to her, we have a truce of sorts at the moment. I don't want to create panic among the crews and I'd rather avoid a witch hunt, so I told her we won't do so as long as she behaves.