driftfleet | Captain Whizbang reporting

Who: Carol Danvers
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Friday afternoon (04/24)

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[ Carol's muttering as she turns on the feed, clearly talking to herself rather than anyone listening. ] -can't even get one month back on Earth before I have to deal with this shit again. I swear to god if that insane little raccoon shows up...

[ She clears her throat and straightens her shoulders, taking on a military bearing. The uniform she's wearing is a little too colorful to be military, but never mind that. ] Hello... Fleet? Captain Marvel of the Avengers here, and I did not sign up for a trip to space today, but here we all are. Don't know if any of you will know what the Avengers are, but apparently we've got some name recognition out here since the Builders War, so who knows? You can call me Carol.

Does someone want to fill me in on how long this has been going on? What planets everyone's from? Do we know anything about who took us? Annnd while we're at it... If someone could describe the ship I'm on right now, that'd be great. Can't tell anything from the inside except that it's big, and I can't find the doors or teleports or whatever they're using to get around in here.

Action: Marsiva
Carol's pacing the deck like a caged animal, eyeing the walls with a thoughtful expression that would make anyone who knows her nervous. She could blow out the big viewing window in the main room, but not without asphyxiating all her fellow captives - not really a viable plan.

But the interior walls can't be as sturdy as the hull, and assuming the rest of the ship is pressurized and has the same breathable atmosphere...

Okay, that might be assuming a lot. She steps up to the wall opposite the window and raps her knuckles hard against it, listening to the noise it makes. That noise tells her exactly nothing, because she flies spaceships, she doesn't know anything about their construction.

Carol sighs, glancing mournfully toward the ceiling. "I miss Harrison..." Sure, sometimes he tried to speak ~~Flerken~~ cat at her, but at least she understood that ship. Her ship.

Threaded | Flat

"Who's that, your space boyfriend?"

The familiar voice comes from a doorway behind here, where a certain spider-themed ~~teenager~~ 20-year-old is standing, leaning against the doorjam and looking... Well, honestly, she's trying to look like she's totally unbothered by this turn of events, but she's freaked out.

She's also not really expecting all that much from Carol, though, so she's trying to keep it on the downlow.

"You know, I said space was cool and all, and I was kind of jealous when you left? But this is so not how I wanted to see it."

[Well, this one's all sorts of take-charge, isn't she? Full of questions and go. And with yet another ranking title, which makes her wonder a little about just what sort of cast this show is angling for. She's pretty sure, at least, that this one's talking about a different set of Avengers from her own. Have a faintly amused voice that might sound just a tiny bit familiar sounding from your comm.]

Well, you're just full of questions, aren't you? That thing in your head not giving you any answers you like?

Pretty sure none of us signed up for a space trip, yeah?

As for who, they're callin' themselves Atroma. And why, they're watchin' us and gettin' a kick outta it. Dunno how long they been doin' it, been close to two months for me. Ship you're on's called the Marsiva. You'll get placed on a smaller one soon.

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