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

[padadin]

I'm not surprised. It's happened to a few people. Some people leave and return with memories, others don't. I'm not sure if it's part of the process, or another instance of different realities, but I thought you should know just in case. You weren't here for too long, but it happened.

[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.

[princessences]

I see...

[ 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. ]

[padadin]

Yes, I understand. [Shiro is-- er, "lucky" to have his weapon attached to his body aka it came with him. But he knows how Allura feels, not liking that feeling of being caught by surprised, unprepared and unprotected.] Most of the time life is peaceful with the fleet, but there have been a couple of times when we had to protect ourselves, so preparation is a good idea.

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.]

[princessences]

[ She's already been caught off-guard by waking up there in the first place. She certainly doesn't need it to happen a second time. ]

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.

[padadin]

Most people in the fleet are nice and helpful. It's that feeling of cooperation that comes from being all stuck in this together. You'll be transferred to one of the regular ships soon, but you already have access to document and information with your communicator. Anything you need, any question, or even just a visit, you can come to us. We're in different ships but we're still a team.

[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.]

[princessences]

[ Different ships? Of course. That would be too easy, wouldn't it? But she takes his assurance at face value. They are still a team. ]

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?

[padadin]

[...ah. Lance didn't mention that part it seems. Shiro nods, face somber as it can be.]

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.