broadcast + action

[princessences]

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?

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[princessences]

[ No, no she was not.

It actually takes her a moment since it has been a while and she has been surrounded by many Galra as of late. ]

You...you are the Galra that introduced us to the Blade?

[ She is right...right? ]

[scalpelofmarmora]

[She gets it right, but she's still not sure. That was definitely a question]

Yes. I am Ulaz.

[the quiznaking Galra]

[princessences]

[ The one who should be, by all accounts, very much...not in any condition to be conversing with her. You know. Dead. ]

How is this possible...?

[scalpelofmarmora]

It seems that they pulled me from our world moments before the destruction of the beast Zarkon sent after you. The last thing I remember was opening the pocket of space time and then I was on the Marsiva.

[princessences]

I see.

[ Now this is unexpected. Of course Allura has a different perspective on things now, but the only reason she entertained his suggestions in the first place was not only against her better judgment, but solely because of Shiro. ]

It seems that we are from different timelines as well.

[ Allura isn't sure what to make of it. But...she does know, now, that he is not a foe. ]

I appreciate your candor given the circumstances. I understand that we were not on the best terms last we spoke.

[scalpelofmarmora]

No, we were not. Your words were hardly complimentary.

Of course I do not blame you. After what had happened and the world you came back to, I did not expect a welcome anything short of the one I received.

[princessences]

Perhaps, as you are clearly no fool...

[ And Allura knows she had every right to not trust Galra that came across her path, what with the destruction of Altea and everything that followed. They were her enemies. It was safer that way. And it's taken more than just his influence to shake her of that gut reaction, but she's learned and still learning. ]

...but much has changed since then. It is thanks to your guidance that we were able to connect with the Blade of Marmora who have become invaluable allies time and time again. You have my apologies and my gratitude.

[scalpelofmarmora]

I have been around long enough to not be a fool or an optimist in the wrong situations.

[He's seen enough to know that in some areas of the universe, just being Galra is enough to inspire fear or outrage without even a single word. Part of the reason the Blades chose to operate under the cloak of anonymity. So he had not been expecting a warm welcome on their ship, especially when his method of making himself known was to sneak on board and wander around until the alarm was sound and then quite handily fight with the paladins]

I have since heard that the paladins have begun to work with the Blade of Marmora, including that the introduction has given more information to the paladin Keith. That is better than I could have hoped for.

I appreciate you saying that, Princess.

[princessences]

[ Allura gives a nod, professional as she keeps herself despite her somewhat chaotic introduction. ]

Your efforts have more than paid off and will not be forgotten. I hope that our relationship will more forward in a more positive direction this time.

[scalpelofmarmora]

I hope they can as well. I didn't get much chance to get to know the others in life, but I have here. They have been... helpful in figuring out a life without my mission.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I will do my best to answer them.

[princessences]

They are a unique and amazing group of people.

[ And very important to her.

Well, if there's one thing she appreciates already it's his professionalism. ]

Thank you, I will certainly do that. How long have you been here?

[scalpelofmarmora]

They certainly are.

[He is professional most of the time... Of course he hadn't given the best impression. This time however was likely better]

I have been here about 8 months now.

[princessences]

[ Eight months...eight phoebs? Hm. ]

That's quite a while.

[ Although not too far out of alignment from when their paths originally crossed. ]

Would you consider yourself one of the, ah...senior participants?

[scalpelofmarmora]

[Yes, 8 phoebs, at least as far as he can tell]

It is. There are others who have unfortunately been here longer than I have. All of the paladins for starters.

[princessences]

...All of them?

[ Well. Geez. That's a little uncomfortable. ]

To think they have been gone that long and wouldn't know any better...

[scalpelofmarmora]

They were all here when I arrived. There are still people here who spoke to me when I first arrived. One I believe had already been here at least a deca-phoeb.

[Yay for someone who actually understands this time measurement!]

[princessences]

A deca-phoeb?? That's much too long!

[ THANK YOU. She's being told to use phrases like "minute". How terrible. ]

[scalpelofmarmora]

I agree. It is. However we seem to be at the will of the Atroma for how long we stay here.

[I know! "Minute"... how many ticks are in a "minute"]

[princessences]

There has to be some greater purpose to this than just...entertainment! To keep bringing people into this reality and housing them for such a long time isn't an easy undertaking, by any means!

[ Not enough. Earth passes time too quickly... ]

[scalpelofmarmora]

I wonder about that as well. There doesn't seem to be much rhyme or reason, but on a few recent planets, we have discovered odd things. I don't know if it at relates to directly to the motive of this fleet.

[princessences]

Odd things? What sort of odd things?

[scalpelofmarmora]

We were on a planet where mist is slowly taking over the livable space and discovered a ship that strongly resembles that of the Marsiva crashed on a hidden island in the mist.

[princessences]

...I see. A ship that might have been part of this fleet before?

[scalpelofmarmora]

It might have. There were not many answers to be gleaned from it, only that it was powering the monster that lived in the mist. Every few days it could come back from the power that ship.

[princessences]

And what powers these ships?

[ "Quintessence" is her first thought. ]