wallachia man fights spaceship, loses.

[miraclewhip]

Who: Trevor Fucking Belmont
Broadcast: Network - OTA
Action: On the Marsiva for about 12 seconds before being beamed off to the Vanquish
When: Immediately before/during/after the Shuffle.

[ Is he trying to beat up the Marsiva? Yes, he is trying to beat up the Marsiva. Just slamming his shoulder and fists into a wall over and over. This continues for maybe a couple of seconds before he's not there anymore.

He yelps and backs away quickly from the very colourful, paper-based attack that gets launched at him as soon as he arrives on the Vanquish ] The fuck?!

[ He takes a moment to get his bearings. This one's smaller than the last one. And then he's yelling, in no direction in particular because what he's addressing is the Marsiva- ]

Get back here and fight me, you cowardly fucking castle! Don't try to hide behind your children!

Comments

[ananym]

[ he's just as relieved. ]

Sypha. Your timing is perfect.

[intend]

[Her mouth twitches at that, but she doesn't argue. Not really.]

Perhaps convenient for you is somewhat more accurate. [But now, to serious things.]

Is the situation really as it's presented to us?

[ananym]

[ a low hum. ]

If they are liars, they are proficient at it. But everything that I have seen so far seems to match their accounts.

[intend]

[That's good enough for her for now. Sypha thinks, her face getting that look.]

We really are among the stars... [Give her a moment.] Was there nothing like this in your childhood? Even imagined?

[ananym]

I knew of ships that could sail through the skies. Or so it was theorized. But this is beyond what I imagined.

But not impossible.

[intend]

Apparently not. [As enamored with this as she is, she tries to remain focused.]

Right now, you're on one of the smaller vessels as well, yes? I'm on one known as the Caprine.

[ananym]

My vessel is called the Red Fish.

[ a pause. ]

Are your lodgings satisfactory?

[ because he'll kick down the doors otherwise. ]

[intend]

A strange name, but I'll remember it.

[Oh, right, those things. She nods.]

They are. They're rather nice in fact.

[Because it's not that hard to beat a dilapidated building in 1476 Europe.]

[ananym]

[ this is true. ]

Most people here have been forthcoming and satisfactory. But I'm afraid we're far from Wallachia.

[intend]

I have realized that.

[Sypha pauses, trying to sort through information in her head. As good as she is, this is a lot at once on a whole bunch of new topics.]

Is there a place we can all gather? I think we need to talk.

[ananym]

There is a ship known as the Iskaulit, specific for gatherings. We can use it.

Shall I meet you there?

[ and wrangle trevor. somehow. ]

[intend]

Oh, that does sound useful.

[Her brows crease together for a moment.]

Ah, the shuttles. Is that correct?

[ananym]

They can be used to travel between ships. I can meet you there shortly.

Do you think you can get Belmont to travel in one of them?

[intend]

[Give her a long moment to think on that.]

If nothing else, I'm likely to have a better chance than you.

[ananym]

[ he wants to sigh. so badly ]

Can you manage it? I hate to put such a burden on your shoulders.

[intend]

This may require a less prickly approach than you're able to provide. [A smile is tugging at her mouth.]

Even if he refuses, I will let you know when I can meet you.

[ananym]

[ it's clear to anyone that alucard's patience is running thin very fast. ]

He had better not, for his sake. But thank you.

[intend]

[A little while later:]

We'll be there in about an hour, all right?

[ananym]

I shall await you eagerly.