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driftfleet2015-04-20 11:53 pm
justamobster) wrote in driftfleet2015-04-20 11:53 pm
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Secrets I have held in my heart
Who: Ladon Ceto and Toby "Lucky" Daye
Broadcast: No. You guys don't want this broadcast. It's gonna be sappy.
Action: The Caprine, and possibly later the VRD.
When: Just after the shuffle. Like, immediately.
[ The crew of the Tourist may have noticed a change in their pilot, approximately a few hours before the weekly shuffle. In fact, it's an almost immediate result of a conversation on the network. Suddenly everywhere Ladon goes, there is smoke. Most of it smells like tobacco. And that's another thing-- he's going. From room to room to room, up and down the halls, pacing and worrying his hands as he puffs away on another cigarette. He's put his suit and tie back on and fusses with it almost as incessantly as he smokes, straightening his tie and checking his shirt cuffs. He's waiting for something, and God is he anxious about whatever it is.
When the shuffle occurs, he checks the new member of the crew and without even so much as a hello to him or a goodbye to the rest, he heads for the shuttle bay. Once he finds out where she is, he heads there. And he smokes and fidgets and fusses the entire damn way.
He hasn't been on the Caprine before. That doesn't matter, though, because he's only there for one reason. Once the shuttle's docked, he's off to locate her, raising his voice over any other chatter. ]
Toby?!
Broadcast: No. You guys don't want this broadcast. It's gonna be sappy.
Action: The Caprine, and possibly later the VRD.
When: Just after the shuffle. Like, immediately.
[ The crew of the Tourist may have noticed a change in their pilot, approximately a few hours before the weekly shuffle. In fact, it's an almost immediate result of a conversation on the network. Suddenly everywhere Ladon goes, there is smoke. Most of it smells like tobacco. And that's another thing-- he's going. From room to room to room, up and down the halls, pacing and worrying his hands as he puffs away on another cigarette. He's put his suit and tie back on and fusses with it almost as incessantly as he smokes, straightening his tie and checking his shirt cuffs. He's waiting for something, and God is he anxious about whatever it is.
When the shuffle occurs, he checks the new member of the crew and without even so much as a hello to him or a goodbye to the rest, he heads for the shuttle bay. Once he finds out where she is, he heads there. And he smokes and fidgets and fusses the entire damn way.
He hasn't been on the Caprine before. That doesn't matter, though, because he's only there for one reason. Once the shuttle's docked, he's off to locate her, raising his voice over any other chatter. ]
Toby?!
no subject
....nope, not going there. ]
Uh, I spoke to a few people, got some basic information. Kidnapped, no known way home, reality television, and a strangely large number of people I recognize but who don't recognize me, for one reason or another.
[ okay, only three, but that's "strangely large" when she wasn't expecting ANY.
...Also, did she forget to mention she already knows about the reality TV thing?
She does.
She held hands with you anyway.
/WONK ]
no subject
What about, er, the augments? Anyone tell you 'bout those yet?
[ His own augment is giving him the ability to go through the motions of getting the shuttle out of reverse and into gear again to head out of the hangar where the ships are docked, cruising over a few passengers below and ruffling their hair and clothing with the anti-gravity hover engines. ]