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driftfleet2015-05-02 09:20 pm
feathery) wrote in driftfleet2015-05-02 09:20 pm
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Who: Davesprite and Jade Harley and all y'all.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Chilling on the hospitality deck of the Marsiva (with one or both of them, at your preference).
When: Right here, right now.
Sup. [A generic greeting, from a voice a little monotonous and a little bored and probably owned by a teenage boy. That kind of affected carelessness has its tells.]
Has anyone seen a sword. It's sharp, and it's awesome, and it's a fuckin' sword. Which also kind of doesn't belong to me, so returning it asap would be cool, thanks. [There's a beat.] Oh, and if y'all could direct your attention out the nearest window, that would be ace.
[For anyone who actually does as asked, they will be treated to a variety of washed out orange watermarks of a teenage boy's face, somehow plastered against the abyss of space. The kid is wearing sunglasses and might have feathers? Weird. One of the watermarks is definitely giving the ships a thumbs up.]
Feel free to leave feedback on the quality of your experience here.
[And then, when Davesprite is finished talking, another voice pipes in. It belongs to a teenage girl, tone pleasant but distinctly baffled.] Also, hi! My name's Jade, and I am actually really surprised to be here, but I guess I shouldn't assume there's a limit on how many weird worlds one person can get dragged to, huh? I thought it'd be silly to broadcast my own message when Davesprite's standing right here and doing one, too, soooo...if anyone has heard of Asgard, that's where we just came from, and if not, then I guess we really look forward to getting to know all of you!
[For anyone on the hospitality deck of the Marsiva, they'll find one or both of the kids just hanging out. One tall, normal-looking blond kid, save for the sunglasses indoors and black crow wings sticking out of his back, and one normal-looking, buck-toothed girl in glasses, only she has white dog ears on her head.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Chilling on the hospitality deck of the Marsiva (with one or both of them, at your preference).
When: Right here, right now.
Sup. [A generic greeting, from a voice a little monotonous and a little bored and probably owned by a teenage boy. That kind of affected carelessness has its tells.]
Has anyone seen a sword. It's sharp, and it's awesome, and it's a fuckin' sword. Which also kind of doesn't belong to me, so returning it asap would be cool, thanks. [There's a beat.] Oh, and if y'all could direct your attention out the nearest window, that would be ace.
[For anyone who actually does as asked, they will be treated to a variety of washed out orange watermarks of a teenage boy's face, somehow plastered against the abyss of space. The kid is wearing sunglasses and might have feathers? Weird. One of the watermarks is definitely giving the ships a thumbs up.]
Feel free to leave feedback on the quality of your experience here.
[And then, when Davesprite is finished talking, another voice pipes in. It belongs to a teenage girl, tone pleasant but distinctly baffled.] Also, hi! My name's Jade, and I am actually really surprised to be here, but I guess I shouldn't assume there's a limit on how many weird worlds one person can get dragged to, huh? I thought it'd be silly to broadcast my own message when Davesprite's standing right here and doing one, too, soooo...if anyone has heard of Asgard, that's where we just came from, and if not, then I guess we really look forward to getting to know all of you!
[For anyone on the hospitality deck of the Marsiva, they'll find one or both of the kids just hanging out. One tall, normal-looking blond kid, save for the sunglasses indoors and black crow wings sticking out of his back, and one normal-looking, buck-toothed girl in glasses, only she has white dog ears on her head.]
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[There's a pause as he fucks around with the settings to switch it video. Which...is definitely aimed at the ceiling, before he flips it back around and the feed lands on his face. Still no wings, though; that takes a little more awkward angling. But he gets it eventually, unfolding them so they're decently visible.
Voila, one feathery asshole without the standard orange.]
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[Alex lets out an appreciative whistle when the feed lands on his face, but it goes silent and switches slowly to awe as his wings come into view. She's never seen something like this, even in the wizard world.]
Woah. Those are bomb.
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As it is, Alex wins a quick half-smirk.]
Yeah, well, you're looking pretty bomb yourself [That isn't even what he meant to say, tbh. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯]
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[She tosses her hair.]
Soon as you get out on one of these ships, you can have it too.
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