Open Video/Open Action; Vanquish/Iskaulit, Private

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Who: Furiosa
Broadcast: Video
Action: Vanquish, Iskaulit
When: All this week

Video Broadcast

[It had seemed to Furiosa like no time had passed at all; she'd been on the Starstruck, and then she'd been at home very briefly, and then ... she was back on the Marsiva. From there, she'd been shuffled onto the Vanquish, and had decided to quietly explore and reacquaint herself with the fleet before making a public introduction.]

[Now it is that time. The video is her quarters on her new ship. She's in her welcome outfit, having lost the wardrobe she'd built up for herself in her previous time here. As well, she'd need a new prosthetic; her left arm ends just shy of the elbow.]

It seems to me like a lot more time has passed for me than what it feels like. Anyone want to give me an update?

Action

[She hadn't been too familiar with the Vanquish before, so she takes her time to wander the ship and meet her new shipmates; see if there are any familiar faces.

She does make some time to go visit the gardens on the Iskaulit, walking about to see what changes have been made since the last time she was here - which didn't feel all that long ago. It was a surreal and odd feeling.

Feel free to interrupt her during this introspective walkabout.]

Closed for Tyrion

[Furiosa was in Kenn-Tellnic finishing up a job, and decided to do a bit of exploring afterwards before picking up another. The city was certainly something to behold; nothing like anything she'd seen in her previous time with the Fleet, and certainly nothing that had existed in her own run-down ruined world.

Passing by a small bar, she catches the sight of some of the patrons through a window and sees a familiar face. Unsurprised to find him here, Furiosa wanders in and pulls up a seat next to Tyrion.]

So, what's good around here?

Comments

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[Furiosa watches Natasha leave, then looks over at the coffee and gets up, pulling out and filling a tin cup for herself. She leans against the counter and sips, waiting for Natasha to return.]

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[It's only a moment. Then Natasha reappears carrying a pair of knives. Neither is especially large, one fairly standard utility knife, the other a smaller blade, easy to hide and suitable for throwing in a pinch. Both have blackened blades so they won't flash if they catch the light.]

You can get these back to me when you have some of your own.

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Thanks.

[She sets the cup down and takes the blades in her hand, feeling the weight and balance. Considering the scrap she's had to work with in the past, something this nice is a pleasant change of pace.] These are slick, I'll take good care of them. Shouldn't take me too long to get get back into the game.

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It's not a problem. I like to stay well equipped.

[Which isn't to say she doesn't expect them back and in good shape, but until she sees evidence to the contrary, she'll take Furiosa's word on it.]

I'll feel better knowing you have a weapon if things head south anyway.

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So, I take it things haven't changed much?

[She tucks the knives in her belt, then picks up her coffee again.

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In most ways, no. Not sure exactly when you left; there might have been a few changes.

[The more things change, the more they stay the same.]

There were calibrations not so long ago. Not that those are new.

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Before the calibrations. Would have been my third here, but ... I can't say I'm sorry to have passed them by.

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No, I can't imagine you would be. [Wry humor covers her very real discomfort.] Lucky me, I missed out on the worst of it.