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driftfleet2018-11-03 04:18 pm
eternallyoutrageous) wrote in driftfleet2018-11-03 04:18 pm
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001 video and action
Who: Akeldama and you!
Broadcast: Yep!
Action: Marsiva, First Breath, and Iskaulit
When: Beginning of November
Marsiva
[Lord Akeldama had woken not long before. He didn't feel quite like himself. He couldn't tell what was doing it more: the strange pain in the back of his head or the fact that he had essentially been ripped from his territory.
It was... different still somehow than it normally would have been.
He didn't necessarily feel like trying out this new gadget they had been given just yet so he stood by the large window looking into the blackness of space. He had always looked at it from the ground. This is what it looked like up close]
First Breath
[All of this moving around was not doing the vampire any good. Didn't they know that a vampire needed his territory in order to be settled. First one ship and now another. This was most inconvenient.
Hopefully, the moving between ships had stopped. He needed a few days to settle in, for his head to accept this ship has "his territory". He'd do better once that happens.
However, this other ship seemed to be more to his liking. The style wasn't quite what he'd do with his own house, but it was close enough and he wasn't going to scoff at it. So much better than that other ship.
So rather sitting alone in that tiny room they called a cabin, Lord Akeldama made his way to kitchen, sitting quietly by himself for the moment]
Isakulit
[Finally feeling more the thing, Lord Akeldama decided to go exploring this ship called "the Iskaulit". It certainly looked like there was more space there than on the other ships. He was right about that and was quite happy to go exploring, to see what sort of spaces there were available to the Fleeters.
He's probably not too subtle, dressed in plum colored evening jacket, gold waistcoat, high heeled boots, and a cravat of a different shade of purple that still seemed to compliment both the waistcoat and the jacket]
Broadcast
[Lord Akeldama has found himself a rather pleasing looking spot to make his post. It wouldn't do to have it look poorly behind him after]
Good afternoon, fellow passengers of this thing called "the Fleet". As I understand it, we are all trapped this positively wonderful place as part of a farce. Am I correct in this assessment? Is there anything else that I should know?
Broadcast: Yep!
Action: Marsiva, First Breath, and Iskaulit
When: Beginning of November
Marsiva
[Lord Akeldama had woken not long before. He didn't feel quite like himself. He couldn't tell what was doing it more: the strange pain in the back of his head or the fact that he had essentially been ripped from his territory.
It was... different still somehow than it normally would have been.
He didn't necessarily feel like trying out this new gadget they had been given just yet so he stood by the large window looking into the blackness of space. He had always looked at it from the ground. This is what it looked like up close]
First Breath
[All of this moving around was not doing the vampire any good. Didn't they know that a vampire needed his territory in order to be settled. First one ship and now another. This was most inconvenient.
Hopefully, the moving between ships had stopped. He needed a few days to settle in, for his head to accept this ship has "his territory". He'd do better once that happens.
However, this other ship seemed to be more to his liking. The style wasn't quite what he'd do with his own house, but it was close enough and he wasn't going to scoff at it. So much better than that other ship.
So rather sitting alone in that tiny room they called a cabin, Lord Akeldama made his way to kitchen, sitting quietly by himself for the moment]
Isakulit
[Finally feeling more the thing, Lord Akeldama decided to go exploring this ship called "the Iskaulit". It certainly looked like there was more space there than on the other ships. He was right about that and was quite happy to go exploring, to see what sort of spaces there were available to the Fleeters.
He's probably not too subtle, dressed in plum colored evening jacket, gold waistcoat, high heeled boots, and a cravat of a different shade of purple that still seemed to compliment both the waistcoat and the jacket]
Broadcast
[Lord Akeldama has found himself a rather pleasing looking spot to make his post. It wouldn't do to have it look poorly behind him after]
Good afternoon, fellow passengers of this thing called "the Fleet". As I understand it, we are all trapped this positively wonderful place as part of a farce. Am I correct in this assessment? Is there anything else that I should know?
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[He doesn't really care if Akeldama believes him or not because if pressed he can cast an illusion or if another elf comes into contact with him, the mix-up will be amusing at the very least.
With the dishes clean, he puts them back where he got them from save for a a few bowls, then starts switching out for roasting and frying pans, setting the stage for the actual meal. He hasn't actually fully decided on what to make tonight, so he goes middle ground and starts off by pulling dried vegetables out of the pantry.]
Oh and don't expect a crowd at dinner - there's only four of us here. Five now, I guess, since you're here. Most people here keep to themselves unless you poke them with a stick.
[Looking at you, Haggar.
He drops the vegetables on the counter and with a wave of his hand, they reconstitute into fresh ones. Salad time.]
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I am. I truly am.
I see, so this is a smaller crew? I will probably be spending more time out of my quarters at least until I get them decorated. They are so terribly boring right now.
[He watches the other cook, still with interest at how he was able to to change things so easily]
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[The Starduck mashed itself together like a frenzied fusion and still was a little lean on the roster.]
But yeah, I feel you on the quarters. I spruced mine up on the planet we just left. You'll have to wait until we get to the next one.
[ He pulls a knife out of the block and cuts up the lettuce into wedges. Then he rolls the reconstituted onion out and slices half of it paper thin with the speed and ease of an expert. The tomatoes are next but they just get a simple quartering before he moves on.
Meanwhile, behind him he has his Mage Hand working at a simple task - press the dispensary button and collect the protein gel in a bowl which is levitating underneath.]
Fingers crossed for you that it isn't a shitty one.
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[Lord Akeldama hadn't looked out those thing dispensing proteins and gels yet so he turned to examine them while Taako was working]
Do unfortunate planets happen?
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Oh, I know. It's dreadful, but I've been told there's shopping on some of these places. Keep your fingers crossed for a nice one. Because some people have been warning me that "unfortunate" ones exist - cannibals? Apparently? But they're rare from what I've heard.
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Cannibals? Oh my, that's positively barbaric. [He took out his fan and fluttered it as though that would somehow drive away the thought of that] I will remain hopeful that there will be no such thing when we arrive at the next planet.
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[Which is a small bit of comfort. He finishes up with the salad prep and starts plating them individually for everyone on the ship. Even if it's unlikely that they'll come to dinner, he has an image and a reputation to preserve.]
I'll just be happy if the next planet isn't covered in trash.
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[If there is a plate being made for him, Lord Akeldama will at least partake of it even if he can't eat much. He's too polite to not at least taste it]
So that's what the last location was?
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[He gestures at the clothes Taako's wearing: a loose fitting blouse with sleeves rolled up, a blue and gold paisley vest, bangles at his wrists, and a high waisted pair of slacks underneath. Relatively tame for him.]
I was lucky enough to find some good things there, but yeah - it was the dumping grounds of the universe apparently. Lots of random shit everywhere, mostly actual crap, but occasionally something good.
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[And Akeldama has expectations as a man who is more than willing to spend way too much money on something simple merely because he can]
Felicitations, darling, on being able to find anything of value if its how you say. I do say, your waistcoat is positively delightful.
[A man after his own heart. And actually wore a waistcoat at least]
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They've assured me there's better shopping out there to be had, but I'm not holding my breath. I got everything I could, whether I needed it or not, while we were docked.
[The Mage Hand behind him vanishes and Taako catches the pan of protein gel. Maybe fish today - something easy and tame. Broiled fish in a lemon and dill white sauce... Yeah that sounds simple enough.
He slides the pan onto the countertop and taps a finger against it. Power flows through him and his focus - the little egg timer on the counter plastered with garishly loud rainbow stickers - and the gel forms into several thick pink filets of salmon.]
You'll have to be careful while shopping out there - apparently sponsors have a habit of sticking their names on everything.
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I do so hope there will be better shopping. It's terribly inconvenient to not have the simple luxuries one comes to expect.
[Like a monocle for every outfit...
or more than one outfit]Do they? Oh, dear. So very unfortunate. Names and logos go on dirigibles, not people.
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[Taako might have a wardrobe and he might be adding to it carefully piece by piece, but that doesn't mean he won't take a blowout shopping trip to quickly and efficiently bolster it again. Lup's little outing had packed his closet, but Taako could be a hoarder when he felt like he had a place of his own. And here? He definitely had space.]
I can deal with names on merch, but regular stuff? Nah. Don't need 'em on my coffee mugs or my shoes or whatever else they decide to print. Oh - and you'll need cash. Your first check'll take a bit to clear, so be ready to do some interesting shit to get it.
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[Taking it to an extreme, but that's what he does]
I can only hope that our invisible audience likes me then.
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[If Taako still had his, he'd be plastering it everywhere. But for now, he's still technically not in the clear. And announcing his name where the authorities could hear would probably be a bad thing when there's no way to prove his innocence.
He starts seasoning the fish while his Mage Hand pulls down ingredients to start prepping the sauce.]
What is it you do anyway? Back home at least. Here, fuck, you could start a marching band for all I know.
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[The last sentence is the simplest, but also the most ominous in how little it explains what he does]
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Yeah, so....how will that translate over here? No realms, no councils, barely any fashion sense - leaves you with that "this and that," I guess?
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Well, I am the supposedly the communications officer. I am good at this, especially if you knew anything about the dewan, that would be enough of a qualification. I can always work on the fashion sense part and I'll see about setting up "this and that". I am very resourceful.
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[Thanks to his augment, he at least knows that means encryption, which is useful. They'll need that if what he's learned about this place is true - they won't want the Atroma to be listening in on them forever.]
Well that's definitely useful. Now all we need is a pilot and maybe we won't be such a hunk of floating metal anymore. I'd volunteer, but that's a bit too much responsibility for ya boy Taako.
But please work on people's fashion senses here. If you can get the Atroma to stop sucking, that would be great.
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[He could have also come up with encryption without the augment, but they are more technical now. He may still have to write out more basic encryption for those interested in learning. He already knows he can't speak of it if it is remain a secret... or it is more likely to be so]
I will do my very best, you can count on that. Better fashion would make things so much more civilized.
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[Booooooring.]
Like, not even a little bit?
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I am what is known as a rove. We have the most freedom of vampires, able to come and go as we please. Still, I cannot get beyond a certain distance from my home territory without it causing me distress.
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[Because being thrown into the ass end of space has to be waaaay out of his territory.]
Can you just claim a new territory?
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Typically no. Only in the most dire of circumstances and I do not wish to do that.
Somehow it seems they broke the connection with my own territory. I was only slightly fuzzy on the Marsiva. I believe my nature tried to establish that as a territory only to be sent here. So it started again. I do hope there will be no more transferring for the time being.
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Unless.... [Does Taako want to tell Akeldama about the ships crashing into each other?
Naaaah. Where's the fun in that?]
You decide to leave, I guess. Although I doubt you're gonna find a ship that has magical walls like this one.
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