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Usagi Tsukino ([personal profile] moonbeams) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2015-04-15 11:16 am

001 || Action & Video

Who: Usagi
Broadcast: Fleet-wide.
Action: Marsiva!
When: Uuuuh till the shuffle!


[A - Video]
[Usagi's never been a morning person -- she's always late for school and is really, really, fond of naps. Today isn't any different despite her current location being very, very, VERY far from home. When the video cuts on it's obvious as a hand moves away that someone had slapped it, perhaps with the intention of silencing something like an alarm. Slowly the feed teeters, then tumbles several times before settling again, only a partial view of two long twin tails of blonde hair hanging over the edge of wherever Usagi has been sleeping.

Suddenly Usagi wakes with a start and a shout.]
UWAH I'M GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCH-- [BANG. In her sudden movement, Usagi's head connects with some stray apparatus just above her bed and she yelps in pain, the video catching her clamping her hands over her head with a tearful whimper.]

Owww.... [Sniff] MAMA WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY ROOM?! [Another sniff, and she blinks, suddenly realizing this is not a mere decoration change. There's a flash of concern in her eyes and for a moment her form stiffens, her fingers curling into her skirt. She notices the device on the floor eventually, and picks it up with an odd sense of familiarity.

She knows she's never ACTUALLY held one of these before, but touching it and using it feels natural. With a frown she shifts so that her legs are hanging over the edge of her perch and while rubbing her now goose-egged forhead she addresses the communicator and the people she's sure are watching]


Um... ehehe... [She manages a sheepish laugh] I guess I overslept a little...

[B - Video/Action]
[After getting ingormation and chatting a little while using her communication device, Usagi has gone exploring. Immediately she is drawn to the windows, a joyed yelp of excitement passing her lips as she practically sprints over to the glass. Unfortunately in her haste, this is where she bumps into someone (or two). Oops. (You probably ought to say something to her.) She presses her face close, her nose against the glass, and her palms cupped around her eyes.]

Uwaahhh... It's so amazing! It didn't look like this from the moon at all... Hehehehe. I bet Ami would really love it! You can really see the stars!

[Mentioning her friend seems to sober her a bit -- as she remembers that she is on this ship alone -- none of her friends are here with her. It turns her stomach in an uncomfortable way, her thoughts flickering to their safety and her concern for them. She still hasn't noticed the poor soul(s) she bumped into or pushed out of the way in her haste to get to the window.]

[C - Action]
[It's later -- much later, and all of the fascination that Usagi had held for the spaceship and seeing outer space so close up like this again has long since worn off for one reason. Her loud, repentantly hungry stomach. Currently slung over the length of a couch in one of the public spaces Usagi has her face half buried in her arms with a grimace on her face.]


Waaaah I'm so hungry.... [The tone of her voice is petulant, and as she speaks she rolls over on her back to kick her legs.] BUT I DON'T KNOW WHERE THE LUNCHROOM IS!!!! [The volume here makes several people turn their heads but Usagi doesn't seem to notice or to care really. She's in her own little world, cheeks puffed in agitation as she bounces up to a sitting position.

Raising her arms into the air she groans as her stomach makes a loud gurgling noise to punctuate both her and it's frustration at running on empty. Could someone please show this girl where she could get some food?]
openhands: (and i always say)

it's always a victory if she does more than grunt and growl!

[personal profile] openhands 2015-04-21 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Cassandra exhales sharply. She should have known the quiet would have only lasted for seconds. Not even minutes, but actual seconds.]

No. I belong to the Seekers of Truth.
openhands: (and i believe)

[personal profile] openhands 2015-04-22 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Ugh, no.

[This girl just does not apparently have the ability to stop talking. Cassandra should have known. But fighting evil and defending princesses? How old is Usagi anyway?]

We serve the Chantry and Her Holiness. We investigate instances of abuse and corruption within the Templar Order, and handle magical events that they cannot.
openhands: (so cold)

[personal profile] openhands 2015-04-24 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
You should never assume that someone is a good person simply because of ranks and titles.

[It's certainly not something Cassandra is in the mood to launch into with Usagi (the girl has rose-colored glasses for sure and it would likely be akin to hitting her head against a wall repeatedly), but Cassandra knows better than anyone at this point that such things as titles can be rendered completely meaningless by motivations and actions.]
openhands: (i play with baby)

[personal profile] openhands 2015-04-25 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Cassandra feels no particular discomfort in the silence, but when Usagi speaks again she thinks perhaps she was too hard on the girl. Not that she's about to start berating herself for it, of course. She's not here to hold anyone's hand. But she won't make any sort of scathing remark and simply nods.]

Of course.

[She stops and stands aside near the kitchen doors.]

Here. I have to warn you, the food isn't... [Cassandra makes a slight face.] Fresh.

[That's a good word for it.]

But it is edible.

[That's possibly too generous a word for it.]