Lily #1 (Intro)

[poisontippedcure]

Who: Rose and You!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Marsiva Hospitality Deck.
When: April 1st.



[Waking Up]

[When Rose wakes up on the Marsiva, it takes a moment for her to come to her senses. The last memory she has is of a splitting headache, reaching for her friend across a battlefield...]

[...And then waking up on the hospitality deck of the Marsiva. It takes a moment for the gears to click, and things to fall into place, but once they do, everything comes back at once. It should be enough to give her another headache, except for right now, she has more on her mind.]

[Rose is not someone known for being calm, but now it's apparent that she's angry. She's angry in a way that she hasn't been in a very, very long time. She knows she's being filmed, so she's gonna try to address the Atroma directly.]

Oh, for the love of...I demand you send me back, this instant. I don't have time to waste here.

[Addressing the Fleet]

[Of course, that doesn't work. She hadn't really expected it to, but there was always a chance.]

[She has no choice but to wait for the shuffle, so while she's waiting, she'll send a text out to the Fleet. There's not much else she can do in this metal prison, after all.]

I suppose I'm stuck here again. Have things improved? Or are the Atroma as awful as always?

Comments

[postocular]

I'm sorry that you're stuck here again, but welcome back. Still awful. You missed Calibrations.

[poisontippedcure]

Small miracles, I suppose. If I never encounter ‘calibrations’ again, it will be too soon.

How are our plants on the Red Fish faring?

[postocular]

It was a shitshow you didn't miss much. Nobody died while we watched this time. The plants are still good, somehow. Surprised I didn't kill them.

[poisontippedcure]

Lovely. I suppose that we're overdo for a calamity now that I've returned.

[It should be a joke, but Rose isn't sure if it still counts as one. Not when she's tasked with stopping two calamities back home.]

I told you that you had a natural touch.

[postocular]

Probably. It's been a while since something bad happened. Thanks for thinking I was capable. Turns out I did okay.

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[spellsteal]

It's not much of a warm welcome to find oneself here, is it?

I've left and returned several times at this point. It's exhausting, and it feels like nothing changes.

[poisontippedcure]

I've had worse welcomes, but I've also certainly had better. The confetti doesn't do much to offset the kidnapping.

Yes, I'm beginning to see that. There's truly no escaping this place, is there?

[spellsteal]

No amount of polish can make this appealing.

We can either play along or try to subvert this fate... Personally, I would rather occupy myself with something other than hopelessness.

[poisontippedcure]

You know, I'm getting quite tired of trying to subvert fate. As long as no one tries to eat me this time, I don't think it's worth the bother.

[spellsteal]

Suit yourself. The last time I left my work to someone else they blew themselves up, and I'd like to avoid a repeat occurrence.

My name is Belthazar, by the way. I'm not sure we've spoken. I've been in and out of this cycle for what I gather is a few years now, if the dates on these things are to be believed.

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[theirondragon]

[He's grinning, because you know what? He missed you, Rose.]

Well, well, well. Look who it is.

[poisontippedcure]

[Rose grins in return. It's nice to see a tolerable face, if nothing else.]

Well, if it isn't the Iron Bull! I see your face hasn't gotten any prettier since we last met.

[She winks playfully.]

[theirondragon]

[He chuckles.]

It's not the face that's in high demand, sister.

[But he nods.]

Good to see you.

[poisontippedcure]

If I didn't know any better, I would say you might be exaggerating.

[Despite her banter, Rose's smile is earnest. Given everything that's happened back home, a friendly face doesn't hurt.]

It's good to see you too. Good cohorts are hard to find, after all.

[theirondragon]

Maybe I am. You never took the chance to find out.

Ha! We're cohorts now?

[nightroadsaint]

Hello and welcome!

I'm new here since a month ago. I can't say if things improved, but they're awful from kidnapping me from my mission back home.

Might as well go with the ride until they're done with us.

[poisontippedcure]

Yes, they kidnapped me during a rather sensitive time, as well.

I'd rather not 'go with the ride,' but I doubt I have any choice in the matter. The Atroma will send us where they see fit to send us.

video

[verholy]

[During her short time here, Naltryd has figured out how to respond to others visually, though she hasn't yet gotten the hang of doing it with printed words. So have this.]

Again? Do you mean to say that you were stolen to this world more than once?

[poisontippedcure]

[Rose frowns. There's something off about the other woman she can't quite put her finger on, but it can wait.]

Yes, this is my second time here. The first time, they took me for several months, before allowing me to return home. I thought I was free.

[She was not.]

[verholy]

Oh...!

[The ears and markings on her face are incredibly familiar, and perhaps it's just coincidence, but...]

A mi'qote? Forgive if I assume wrong, but do you hail from Eorzea?

[poisontippedcure]

[Rose's ears perk up, looking at the other girl. This she hadn't expected.]

Yes. I take it means that you do, as well?

[Text]

[ikenai]

[Oh, come oh. This is a lay up.]

Of course they're just as awful and unimaginative as always. I can't believe you even wasted your time asking. Although, we are on a lovely planet this time around.

text!

[poisontippedcure]

It's nice to see that nothing changes here.

I'm happy to hear this planet is lovely. I hope the same will hold true for the next.

Re: text!

[ikenai]

I was pleased to find out that things were pretty much the way that I left them when I returned as well.

Well, you should really try to get down there as soon as you can. It's very green and lush. And the natives are rather quaint.

[poisontippedcure]

I would like to, but I have little choice in the matter.

It would figure that I leave a war zone only to be trapped in a prison.