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[epistemically]

Who: Krolia + You
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes Marsiva, SS Twin Roses
When: First 48 hours of arrival



MARSIVA - Hospitality Deck: Arrival Video

[ Waking up in a foreign place was extremely unpleasant. Krolia had assumed she was still in the hospital, by her son's side after their fierce battle-- she soon discovered she was wrong. She wasn't alone: There is a human male, with a metal arm (That wasn't Shiro, unfortunately), but she hadn't approached him quite yet. She awoke with a start, immediately going for her luxite blade only to find she had been disarmed, her clothing clean and repaired from previous encounters. She turns her attention to the camera. ]

I'm not used to this sort of hospitality while being imprisoned. [ A beat. ] Your attempt to placate me is noted, but I will not cooperate.

[ That is to say, she will not cooperate depending on what they are asking of her. If it had to do with her son? She will do everything to make sure he was safe. ]

MARSIVA - Hospitality Deck: B o r e d

[ Twenty-four vargas and she was steadily working through all of her meditation efforts. She has attempted training, exploring (as much as she could), and is doing her best to not pace a hole through the floor. Nothing was easing her mind of the situation. She was trapped on a ship in deep space with no idea where in deep space she was. Krolia was disciplined! She could handle being trapped, she could handle being housed in a single area, but the silence from her captors was having her start to question their intentions. ]


SS TWIN ROSES-- Bridge

[ It felt like blinking. One moment she was looking at kicking over a bed on the Hospitality deck for fun, the next she was on the bridge of an entirely new ship. Her stomach twisted, immediately dropping in a defensive stance when she finally had her wits about her. After a moment, she has the sound mind to realize that going on the defensive early on may not be the best.

She relaxes her stance, hands quickly put into a resting position behind her back. She would play their game, so let them try and catch her off guard. ]

I apologize for the sudden entrance. [ Not that she could help it. She moves to pull confetti out of her hair. ] Krolia, reporting for duty.


Fleet Wide Network-- Video

Good evening.

[ She sits with her hands folded, looking into the camera with a stern expression. Her eyes narrow slightly, but she appears relaxed in her new cabin. She has questions but-- she would let people come to her. ]

I am curious about what the point of our arrival. What goal is in mind and what information is anyone willing to share?

Comments

[epistemically]

[ She eyes him suspiciously-- because he isn't human. Humans didn't come in maroon skin tones. He didn't seem threatening and if the crew must trust him if he was one of the engineers. She nods, offering her hand to him in a hope the gesture would translate. ]

It's a pleasure to meet you. [ A slight pause. ] Do you wish to be called the Vision, or simply Vision?

[unbearablynaive]

[He is most certainly not human - and not the only visibly non-human person on the ship, either. Nightcrawler is probably hiding, though. That one tends to be as nocturnal as his name suggests.

He takes the hand and shakes it, smiling warmly.]

It's a pleasure to meet you as well. Either is fine, though most shorten it to just "Vision". I share quarters with our Communications officer, Wanda.

[epistemically]

Vision, then. [ She had questions. Like who choose the name if he was called "The Vision" typically? ]

You have an interesting crew. I hope we work well together, and I look forward to meeting Officer Wanda.

[ Did they hold rank of some sort? She was a senior member of the Blades of Marmora but even then, they typically didn't call each other Captain or Commander. ]

[unbearablynaive]

[Let him tell you the story of his four dads some time.]

We're rather widely varied, but all in all we're a tightly-knit bunch. Were you assigned a crew position or a civilian augment?

[Please be Security, please be Security. They haven't had a Security officer in months.]

[epistemically]

Security. I am familiar with a range of weapons and combat skills including space combat that should be beneficial.

[ Thank you Galra upbringing. ]

[unbearablynaive]

[He can't help the smile of relief that comes to his features.]

Oh, wonderful. That means the ship will have weapons again. Do let me know when you've settled in and I can teach you how to use the nonstandard ion cannon we built when we had no other offensive options?

[epistemically]

You have an ion cannon?

[ She's surprised, and her expression and tone in her voice gives that away. ]

Thank you. I would appreciate that.

[unbearablynaive]

Built with scraps out of a junkyard, if you can believe it.

[In some ways, he does have a lot of Tony Stark in him.]

Granted that the entire planet we visited last was a junkyard, so parts were readily available. This one we're currently in orbit around is much more pristine, if colder - you're welcome to take one of the shuttles down to visit it.

[epistemically]

I could assist in repairs or upgrading the ion cannon. The Galra have utilized them for thousands of years.

[ Though ion cannons in the Galra Empire were nothing to brag about, having intimate knowledge of their inner workings could come in handy should they need to strengthen the design. ]

I think I should familiarize myself with the ship before I take a planetside trip.

[unbearablynaive]

I'd appreciate that very much. My Earth doesn't use them at all, so it's heavily experimental.

[Surprisingly, it works very well despite that. But then, they did have two engineers working on it, and the Vision does know an awful lot about weapon development.]

Certainly. If you find yourself needing to stretch out a bit, the cargo bay is best for that - it's also where the gardens and the fish tank are, if you prefer a bit of nature.