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[optimystic]

Who: Maya Fey
Broadcast: Fleet wide, video
Action: Marsiva
When: 10/21, afternoon

Testing, testing, one two three...

[she waves at the communication device and grins] So what the heck happened? Did all the journals get turned into little robot journals? It's really trendy and tech-forward, but I think I'm using mine wrong. I can't go back and see all the old entries. Who knows their way around these kind of things? I've got the basics down, but I'd appreciate the help.

Also! [the real thing that she wanted to ask, since it was kind of weirding her out... She's trying to keep a lid on her nerves, but an astute viewer might notice that she looks a touch nervous] I think I'm the only one on this ship? [little does she know that she has one other passenger wandering around the hospitality deck, but she hasn't run into her yet]

I guess that's not the worst thing in the world. We're all the captain of our own spaceships? [heh, Captain Maya... she should find a hat :3] And then maybe we all have to work together to explore that crazy looking planet down below. Alright, well I'm ready for adventure! Come on, space team, let's go! Exploration awaits!

[this has been a 101 of being really cheerful to will away any nervousness and uncertainty that you have. you're welcome, world]

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[wilder]

[...He doubts you can, but sure, he'll give you a hint.]

Alright.

It starts with a K.

Video

[optimystic]

K....Kyle? Kevin? Konner?

Something like that?

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[wilder]

[He sighs]

Kaneis.

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[optimystic]

That's not ringing any bells... [uh oh. She'd been at Paradisa for a really long time, but maybe he knew her from all that time ago? Who knows, Paradisa did weird things with time]

Sorry, I know that feeling stinks.

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[wilder]

[He gives a wave of dismissal and a shrug]

Don't worry. I'm pretty used to it.

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[optimystic]

But still. If you knew me before then that means that we need to hang out, pronto. I bet you're a cool guy!

[wilder]

Uh-

What?

[USUALLY PEOPLE ARE CREEPED OUT WHEN SOMEONE MYSTERIOUS KNOWS THEM]

[optimystic]

Not to brag, but I have pretty good taste in friends. So if we knew each other before, I definitely want to know you again!

[wilder]

...I don't remember saying that we were friends...

[optimystic]

... Were we mortal enemies? If so, you're not doing a great job.

[wilder]

No? We just knew each other somewhat.

...Wait. Is mortal enemies a usual thing for you?

[optimystic]

Not normally, but in crazy universe-hopping-scenarios you can't really rule anything out.

[wilder]

....Touche.

We weren't mortal enemies.

[optimystic]

Cool! Then what are you stressing out for?

[wilder]

I'm not stressing- I'm just not the social type.

[optimystic]

[psh, like that's stopped her before]

So?

[wilder]

So...why hang out..?

[optimystic]

Why not?

[haha, okay fine you get a bit more]

You seem cool, and we knew each other before. That's reason enough for me.

[wilder]

[He sighs. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything]

Then I guess I should tell you, there's no hamburgers here.

1/2

[optimystic]

2/2

[optimystic]

Haha, whoo! You really had me worried there for a second. That's a pretty funny joke.

1/2

[wilder]

[...She went straight into the denial stage of grieving...]

[wilder]

Maya, haha...it's not a joke.

All there is to eat is this weird protein stuff. No actual meat.

[optimystic]

What?

[yep, this is much easier to focus on than all the rest of this craziness so she's just going to go full into that]

That can't be true... how do they expect us to survive?

[wilder]

Well...I hear the stuff's pretty nutritious.

Just, not very good tasting.