Voices from Heaven (
thespaceopera) wrote in
driftfleet2019-01-20 07:17 pm
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the white noise is deafening silence
[In the very early hours of January 20th, as the Marsiva and her captives drift nonchalantly through the depths of the universe, there is a call. Every single personal communicator and console springs to life, spitting out a stream of indecipherable static and showing only gray snow on screen. It continues like this for a few seconds longer, going black and then going staticky, and then the signal switches to the encrypted channel generally used for speaking to the Interceptors when something big goes down.
This is a little more successful. The voice may be familiar to some, at least through the static.]
Zhade here! I trust I ███ your attention? I'm having some ██▓▓ble ██tting through. Some of the ░▓██▓█ are missing. I can't ░▓▓▓ read on their loc█████ns. [A particularly long burst of static.] ███stening. I'll s█▓▓█ more inf██▓▓▓▓▓█ I get it.
Stay sharp! [There's the sound of someone actually doing the fingerguns wink noise, and then static.
Any messages sent back won't get through, and Zhade isn't there to answer.]
[ A blip of lost time passes right after those words, before every passenger mysteriously wakes alone in their own unfamiliar room. The style of decor resembles that of the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck, if any passengers should remember what that's like. It sounds and smells the same as the host ship as well, all clean and chrome.
Welcome back to the Marsiva, dear passengers. It's time for round three of calibrations. ]
[ This mingle will cover all non-calibration room interactions. Please continue to come back to it for the duration of the plot! You are, of course, free to post any other mingles/posts/etc. that you'd like. ]
This is a little more successful. The voice may be familiar to some, at least through the static.]
Zhade here! I trust I ███ your attention? I'm having some ██▓▓ble ██tting through. Some of the ░▓██▓█ are missing. I can't ░▓▓▓ read on their loc█████ns. [A particularly long burst of static.] ███stening. I'll s█▓▓█ more inf██▓▓▓▓▓█ I get it.
Stay sharp! [There's the sound of someone actually doing the fingerguns wink noise, and then static.
Any messages sent back won't get through, and Zhade isn't there to answer.]
[ A blip of lost time passes right after those words, before every passenger mysteriously wakes alone in their own unfamiliar room. The style of decor resembles that of the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck, if any passengers should remember what that's like. It sounds and smells the same as the host ship as well, all clean and chrome.
Welcome back to the Marsiva, dear passengers. It's time for round three of calibrations. ]
[ This mingle will cover all non-calibration room interactions. Please continue to come back to it for the duration of the plot! You are, of course, free to post any other mingles/posts/etc. that you'd like. ]

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You have to, in order to make it work. We all can't be Thor, throwing lightning around.
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Is that something you're better at than Thor? Huh.
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I have more control, but Thor still has more power. He was born with it. I had to work for my skills.
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There. Now there's two things you do better. Control and working hard for powers.
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If this is your idea of a joke . . .
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There is no need to compliment me for no reason.
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[He shrugs.]
Just pointing out truths.
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Ah, then . . . thank you?
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Don't mention it. Really. It's just truth.
[He looks at the paint and shrugs]
I guess I should get working. I'll have you something of Stitch in a day or so. Depending on...you know. Sleep.
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That is not necessary. The paints are yours to use.
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Unless you don't want it?
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I — I would like that.
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Good. Okay. I'll get on that.
[Sheepish]
I might need a canvas though....?
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This is great. Thanks, Loki.
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Think nothing of it.
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[Steve hooks a thumb over his shoulder.]
I'll get going so you can go back to Stitch.
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[ loki shifts on his feet. ]
Do you still want your movies?
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[The joy of paint had almost made him forget.]
Yeah, I'll take Snow White off ya, if you have it.
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It's yours.
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When I'm done I'm giving this back. You need to watch the real original Disney.
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It had better be impressive.
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