driftfleet | Send Me An Angel

Who: Makie and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Caprine (or Marsiva if you find her hidden away)
When: Post shuffle!

[Marsiva]

[Honestly, this waking up on the Marsiva with a coughing fit thing is getting old. Also confusing this time round, because she's pretty sure she didn't go home. There's nothing to go home to. When she checks the network, she finds she's been gone for months.

...where?

In light of feeling like death warmed up, she elects to pull the blankets up in the room she finds herself in and rest. When she can hold a conversation without sounding so raw, she'll hit the network. The last time this happened she hadn't been sure of her welcome. This time, she knows. People will have missed her.

Which is a good feeling. She'll need to let them know she's all right.]

[Caprine]

[As it turns out, she's only on the Marsiva for a matter of hours, which is new. The musical intro is what wakes her as she's dumped suddenly onto the bridge of an unfamiliar ship. Instinctively, then, she shields her face, because the last thing she needs to do right now is inhale the confetti that comes raining down. It would be a terrible first impression.

So... it's not the most graceful entrance she's ever done, that's for sure-- meet your new Tactical officer? A thin, sickly woman in a kimono. Hi. She'll do her best to introduce herself to the crew politely and then find a way to whichever room will be hers for the time being. She'd like nothing more than to go back to sleep, but at this point it would be the height of rudeness not to alert people to her return.

So.]

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I don't understand why this has happened, but it seems I've... been gone for some time. I am sorry. Is... everyone still here?

[That's a pretty vague question, Makie.]

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Hey! Welcome back!!

I can't promise everyone is still here, but it's good to see you.

[Well, that's one at least. Makie smiles back, though a little wanly. It's hard not to in the face of that greeting.]

Likewise. You seem to have fared well. [She hopes so, anyway.]

No one's even tried to murder me lately. A kid from a parallel universe to mine showed up, so that's kind of weird.

[It's kind of sad she's been around long enough she can even follow what Sara means with that.]

Really? Do they recognise you?

Not me, but some of the people that I know.

[Whoa hey, familiar face.]

Ah- Makie, you remember! Is it callous to welcome you back?

It must be rather strange. Though perhaps less strange to you, given your way of life.

[You know. Time travel.]

[Oho. It's a question that's a little amusing.]

Not at all. Hello again, Mikleo.

I can't speak for everyone, but Sorey and I are both still here. I'll let him know you're back, I'm sure he won't be far along.

...I'm glad you're both still together here. [For one to leave without the other would be painful. But she is relieved to hear Sorey is still here. One of her favourites, go figure.]

How is the restaurant?

...Yeah, so are we.

[It's not something he takes for granted, especially after seeing so many people come and go over the years.]

The restaurant is doing fine. It's under new management, actually- a proper chef, someone who knows a lot more recipes than I do. Look for an... elf? Named Taako.

Oh. You're back? Welcome back, I suppose. [It's not like he missed you or anything sappy like that.

But thank god someone he knows from his time is here again. He missed you so much lady who will likely kill him back home!!]

An elf...? [Like Maglor? That seems a weird fit. But the point is moot at the moment, to be sure.]

Are you still working there yourself?

[Of course you didn't.

She peers at him. With the faintest curiosity:]

You're still here.

More casually than before, but yeah. It's a little short-staffed, still, if you're at all interested in coming back. In your own time, of course- you've only just arrived.

[It's on reduced hours anyway while Taako recovers, so it's not as if there's any rush.]

I think I would like that. But it will have to wait for now. I should... avoid closed quarters.

[And you know, dishes. And definitely other people's food.]

Eh!? What? Should I have gone home? [Did he somehow miss his chance?] Why didn't I get sent home and you did! You already had a turn! [When confused; act angry instead.]

Are you alright? Are you sick again?

[Well now he's worried.]

[It was always a nice, and very welcomed, sign to see someone return and remember this place. Maybe that thought was a little selfish, to not hope someone was going back to a hopefully good home, but it was an easy one considering how many connections had been lost with the coming and goings of Fleet members.]

Makie, welcome back.

Welcome back, Makie!

[Manji pls.]

I did not return home. I have no desire to return home. [You're welcome to it.]

Mmm. [Which is frustrating. But--]

It seems it's the price I pay for... this. [Whatever this is.] It's temporary, but I've no wish to endanger others.

Thank you... Remy. [You can almost hear a ghostly 'Mr' in there, but she remembered just in time. She smiles a little.] How are your cats?

Thank you, Carl.

[...she smiles ruefully.] Although to confess, I don't actually remember being gone.

I can understand that... still, I'm sorry you have to deal with that. If there's anything I can do to help, please let me know.

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