to adventure!

[woodcarving]

Who: Magnus and you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: The planet/the SS Vanquish
When: The last day or so before drift

[action; ss vanquish]

Wha—?!

[So, there's a pretty big generic warrior dude who appears on the bridge, accompanied by a pudding and a jingle and a burst of confetti. He knows he's without his trusty axe, sword, and javelin, so he's sorta stuck unarmed. But that's fine, he can take it! He can take it!

There's... nothing to fight here, though. Which he doesn't realize until he's football tackling a spinning chair. The chair spins, however, and he's not expecting to be stopped by a chair instead of a wall-- and he goes flying onto the floor. Head over heels. A little bit of confetti lands on top of his head. That's what we call a natural 1, folks.



Later on, Magnus is still getting acclimated to his new home, but at least he's found the kitchen. The issue is that he's not sure where the food actually is. He tries to get a drink but this switch only squeezes some of that nasty protein gel into his coffee mug.] What the heck is this? [He makes a face and sniffs it.]

Wait. It smells like -- [sniff sniff] -- ... cheese?

[The beverage machine is over there. Maybe he'll figure it out.]

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[video; after shuffle]

[The screen is a little uncomfortably close to Magnus' rugged jaw as he tries to find a good angle for this thing. Finally he figures it out and sets it on what appears to be a wooden table, somewhere-- a café? Or maybe just a really stylish kitchen? It's hard to tell from the background alone. Magnus dominates most of the view even with personal space taken into account, and half of that is probably sideburns.]

Um... hail and well met! This is kinda weird and... definitely new, so I'm not totally sure you can see me? But uh, hopefully you can hear me. My name's Magnus-- Magnus Burnsides. I have a really, really important question to ask.

[A beat.]

Okay, two-- no, three questions? Actually, wait... you know what, I'll just stick with the big one for now.

Are you absolutely sure that the people who kidnapped us aren't in the really big ship everyone wakes up on? Because it seems to me-- we've got a bunch of ships, and we can probably steer them-- so, it seems to me like we should be able to get onto it somehow and poke around.

Has anyone tried that?

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[ video ]

[dothelokimotion]

We have. It does not work.

[ loki should add more to that, but he's tired and also probably dead, he's allowed. ]

[ video ]

[woodcarving]

[Loki doesn't look dead, but he may or may not look tired. Magnus is just surprised there's someone else he can see with this thing.] Wow, that's a real upgrade from a talking stone...

You tried to steer your ship towards it and it wouldn't let you?

[dothelokimotion]

Ships will not enter the same space as the Marsiva. We did a trip to it from the outside which had . . . less than promising results.

[woodcarving]

Uh oh. Can I... ask what happened?

Or was it so bad it's not worth revisiting?

video.

[rebuildyourruins]

[It's ironic in looking for a distraction that Thor hits upon a broadcast with a question he knows something about. Doubly so, since he can't exactly spill every detail he knows over the network. He opens it up to reply out of habit more than anything else.]

It isn't certain, but it is likely. I don't know of any attempts that have been successful.

video.

[woodcarving]

[What the hell, even Magnus has to appreciate the chin this guy has on him.]

Sucks that you guys couldn't do it. But think about it this way: that means they're definitely hiding something. [Ugh.] I wish we could just blow it up and leave. That'd make things so much easier. [Now he has to think and thinking is for other people.]

So, uh... how long has this been going on?

video.

[rebuildyourruins]

[It's hard to argue with Thor's chiselled good looks, even if it's a little tempered by how tired the man looks. He has to snort with amusement at Magnus's comment.]

Oh, I have no doubt about that. I'd love to blow it up sometime, it's just not that simple a task.

[Rubbing at his chin in thought, Thor muses aloud.]

Three years or more, as far as the memory of people who have been in the Fleet goes. If it began earlier then it was with people who are no longer present and can't speak to it.

video.

[woodcarving]

[The direct approach is Magnus' preferred method. He's glad this viewpoint is somewhat appreciated even if it's not an option.]

Three years is a while. [Granted he's done longer but it feels like a... century ago.] Still, there's gotta be something. Maybe it'll take more time, but nothing's impossible if we all work together.

[It sounds kinda lame when he says it but it's the truth, so he doesn't take it back.]

[audio]

[tough_love]

I believe there have been attempts already- none successful.

[Frankly, they'd all been fruitless to such a degree that Looma had long since forgotten who made the attempts. And she really only knew of one way to get aboard the Marsiva again that wasn't complete subject to the whims of the Atroma...]

The only method I am aware of to successfully return to the Marsiva is dying.

Do with that information what you will.

[audio]

[woodcarving]

Oh. Geez. That's, uh...

Wait, does that mean dead people come back?

[audio]

[tough_love]

If we did not, we would not be having this conversation.

But you are beamed back to your assigned ship once you have recovered enough to be capable of surviving on your own. There is very little time to even consider exploring.

But it will get you back aboard the Marsiva.

[woodcarving]

Well, shit. That's... uh... I'm not supposed to do that anymore? Kinda pisses off this guy I know.

[He offers no explanation for that.]

And you're-- okay after all that? You're not some kind of undead thing?

video;

[abracafcku]

[Well. Fancy that. He had been hoping for his botched spell to get a message out, not pull more people in. He somehow thinks this isn't his fault though because the Atroma suck balls and everything is inevitably their fault no matter what he does here. Still, it's both a relief and an annoyance to see Magnus on the network so suddenly.

At least Taako doesn't look as bad as he had been right after blowing himself up. He still doesn't look great, but Taako at 20% is still 200% better than most people on their best days, right? He's still stuck in bed, but at least he's sitting up for once.]

Of course you'd ask about that when you first get here, you big lug.

video;

[woodcarving]

[The difference in Magnus' expression is immediate and obvious. He hasn't seen nor heard from his friends in days and now there's Taako. It's not everyone by a long shot but knowing Taako is safe is enough.]

Taako! You're here! Though uhhh... I guess that's kinda good and bad. Is--

--whoa, you look like you got the shit kicked out of you. Who do I gotta punch?

video;

[abracafcku]

You have nooo idea.

[He rolls his eyes and dismissively waves a hand at the question.]

Been here for months now - time is super fucked up like Refuge here. So yeah, you probably just saw me like... Five minutes ago. Don't think too hard on it.

And the ones to punch are the Atroma, but fuck if I know where they are.

When'd you get in?

[woodcarving]

[Magnus makes a face like he is thinking on it.]

Yeah, that's uh-- that's not right. [He scritches at his head, though he's still pretty happy to see Taako.] Atroma? Is that some kind of group? The suspiciously-convenient information in my head that I didn't have before wasn't all that specific.

I got here like, I dunno, three or four days ago? I was too busy trying to break out to dick around on this thing too much, and I ended up getting shoved somewhere else anyway.

video;;

[postocular]

Hey, Magnus.

We don't really know? They're pretty intent on not letting us know.

Maybe I can take a stab at the other questions?

[woodcarving]

[Magnus scritches his chin.] Can't say that's ever stopped me.

Whatcha got, kiddo?

[postocular]

Sounds a lot like a few people I know. I think a few people have tried that, but the only real place we can get to is the pet clinic? There's got to be someone there.. They have a canon they used once. Someone has to be manning it somewhere.

[Action]

[canofmanji]

[Manji, a gruff looking samurai with a sword at his hip. He also has two scars that go across his forehead and bridge of his nose. With a third scar going down his right eye. He has stopped on his way to the kitchen as he hears someone connect. Is that guy... fighting a chair? He just stops to watch the "fight" with amusement.] I think you're winning.

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[woodcarving]

[Manji looks exactly like Magnus' kind of guy. He's got scars too, including an obvious one over one eye. As he gets back to his feet he spots the samurai.]

I've built a hundred chairs sturdier than this one! It's not even a problem.

[Wait. Why was he fighting the chair again?]

Uh... so... I'm Magnus. I think I work here now? I went from the big ship to here and I'm pretty sure my job is to punch things.

Also, sweet sword. Any idea where my stuff could be?

[Action]

[canofmanji]

[Manji grins. He thinks he's really going to like this guy.] Built chairs, huh? Well, that's good. Once you finish 'killing' that one then you can rebuild it for us.

[He chuckles because Manji thinks he's hilarious.] I'm Manji. I guess I'm security of some sort around here so I think we can work together just fine. [Does he stand a bit taller and prouder at the mention of his sword? Yup. He sure does.] Your stuff is probably either in your room or the cargo bay. Although most of my stuff didn't make it here. I had to buy this sword at a planet we visited.

[ video ]

[theirondragon]

[Hey, Magnus. You ever seen a giant, dark grey man with an eyepatch, a huge span of horns, and a shit-eating grin before? No? Well you have now!]

Magnus Burnsides. That's a hell of a name! [He nods.] The Iron Bull, and I like your thinking. I think they prepared for that. See, they're smart. They would pull guys like me here if they were going to let us just knock.

[woodcarving]

[Well, he's met some gnarly-looking half-orcs. This guy looks exactly like his kind of guy, though. Magnus still has both eyes, but his own scar indicates that losing his other one could one day be a possibility.

Merle beat him to it though.]

Hah, I'd say yours is pretty hefty too! Sounds like a title more than a name. Some people call me the Hammer, but-- as much as it hurts to admit-- your name is metal as hell. [Aaaaaaaay.]

Who says we need to knock? I prefer crashing through the front door. Not sure how to do that, though... being in space and stuff makes that complicated.

[theirondragon]

The Hammer? [Shit, he likes this guy already.] Why?

[He rolls his shoulders in a shrug.] Yeeah, The Iron Bull's the only name I've got. I Like it. Makes me feel like a weapon, just a...huge. Ass. Axe. That really does it for me.

[And he laughs.]

Hell yeah. We go to planets sometimes, Burnsides. We'll find us a door.