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?

Comments

[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. ]

[scalpelofmarmora]

There was a power core. I do not have the engineering augment and my engineering skills were limited to repairs on ships and Slav's technology to keep the communications base hidden, but it does seem that it was running for a long time on its own.

My mechanical knowledge was elsewhere.

[princessences]

I would be curious to see for myself, though I doubt that is doable at the moment, correct?

Where does it lie?

[scalpelofmarmora]

Doubtful. It was another system. Should we end up there again, it might be possible.

A passable knowledge of robotics.

[princessences]

Do we revisit systems?

[ She hadn't considered that a problem at all. ]

Is that so? I'm sure those skills come in useful here.

[scalpelofmarmora]

Not that I am aware of.

I haven't had much call for it at the moment given my augment. There are others with more specific knowledge to the ships. However, the book I received from my sponsors is about robotics so I have been finding it informative.

[princessences]

Your augment...?

[ Her first inclination is that this is a Galra-specific thing. ]

This would be an opportunity to learn more.

[scalpelofmarmora]

Augment.

[He reaches back to tap behind one ear]

It is something that the Atroma give us to provide us the information we require to do our jobs. It is how people from less advanced societies are able to have knowledge of advanced engineering, such as one of those on the Blameless. It has also given me definitive knowledge of human anatomy because of my lab tech augment.

[Nope, not Galra specific]

It would. I'm not going to have many chances.

[princessences]

What?

[ Allura reaches behind her own ear and frowns. ]

...So we're modified to suit their needs. That's--

[ Despicable. She needs a moment to settle herself. Even if it's supposedly to help them perform specific tasks, they shouldn't need it in the first place. All this for entertainment.

She takes a long breath through her nose.

Okay. ]

There's much still to learn about this place, I see.

[scalpelofmarmora]

I know; isn't that horrid?

[Says the guy who used to do work for Haggar, though undercover. For all that he has done, that was never something that he would be doing on his own. It was just not his nature]

Yes, there is. And we are still trying. Perhaps having more people to look at the situation will help with answers.

[princessences]

Yes.

[ She's quick to agree. ]

Absolutely horrid.

[ But she feels as if there was an easy way to deal with it, it would have been one of the first things she was told. ]

Indeed. I hope that I am able to assist with that in some capacity.

[scalpelofmarmora]

If I hear of anything, I will let you know. At this time, I am at a loss myself.

[No there really wasn't an easy way around this]

[princessences]

Thank you. It is appreciated. I am grateful that there are those I can trust, here.

[scalpelofmarmora]

Of course. If you have anymore questions, I can try to answer them for you.