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driftfleet2015-05-02 07:50 pm
justamobster) wrote in driftfleet2015-05-02 07:50 pm
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03 // Audio;
Who: Ladon Ceto and yooooou~
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Waystation, near a non-fleet ship.
When: Prior to leaving the waystation/VRD area (obviously)
[ There's a sniff when the feed kicks on, like someone with allergies or a slightly runny nose. When Ladon finally speaks, he sounds a bit out of breath. ]
Anyone wanna make some quick dough? Need some help loadin' a shuttle. By the red and black ship, one that ain't ours. Might pay extra if you don't go askin' too many questions.
[ Action; ]
[ Ladon can be found loitering around a non-fleet ship with an open cargo bay and one of the Tourist's shuttles. The ship appears to be outfitted to carry cargo, a good seven large crates of which have been brought down to the end of the loading ramp.
Ladon himself looks a little worse for wear. The sniffing appears to be the result of a bloody nose, which he keeps mopping with a handkerchief. His one eye is starting to turn black and blue, and there are a few spatters of blood that have likely ruined his new white t-shirt, along with a tear at the shoulder.
More observant parties might notice the taste of electricity in the air and the subtle smell of some sort of gasoline/lighter fluid-like chemical. Whoever the crew are for this ship, none of them are around. There are a few smears of blood on the loading ramp, but nothing large enough to indicate anything too nefarious.
Something's fishy, but that's why he's offering extra money for no questions asked, after all. ]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Waystation, near a non-fleet ship.
When: Prior to leaving the waystation/VRD area (obviously)
[ There's a sniff when the feed kicks on, like someone with allergies or a slightly runny nose. When Ladon finally speaks, he sounds a bit out of breath. ]
Anyone wanna make some quick dough? Need some help loadin' a shuttle. By the red and black ship, one that ain't ours. Might pay extra if you don't go askin' too many questions.
[ Action; ]
[ Ladon can be found loitering around a non-fleet ship with an open cargo bay and one of the Tourist's shuttles. The ship appears to be outfitted to carry cargo, a good seven large crates of which have been brought down to the end of the loading ramp.
Ladon himself looks a little worse for wear. The sniffing appears to be the result of a bloody nose, which he keeps mopping with a handkerchief. His one eye is starting to turn black and blue, and there are a few spatters of blood that have likely ruined his new white t-shirt, along with a tear at the shoulder.
More observant parties might notice the taste of electricity in the air and the subtle smell of some sort of gasoline/lighter fluid-like chemical. Whoever the crew are for this ship, none of them are around. There are a few smears of blood on the loading ramp, but nothing large enough to indicate anything too nefarious.
Something's fishy, but that's why he's offering extra money for no questions asked, after all. ]
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I'm just messing with ya, no harm meant. [He frowns a bit then, shaking his head.] Man, I know how that is. My best friend lost his memories for a while--totally forgot who I was. It sucked. I hope she can get hers back.
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He avoids looking up, instead focusing on the next crate of booze. ] She's... different, though. Dunno how I feel 'bout it.
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[Axel is fairly laid back, and he's learned a thing or two about hypocrisy in his day, so he endeavors to stay objective about these things. He's hardly poster child for good decisions and healthy relationships, after all, so he's really got no leg to stand on to judge anyone else. He knows the value of being able to tell your story to someone without worrying that they'll spill it or laugh at it, though, and while he and Ladon don't know each other all that well yet, he'd like to get to know him better.
[He's quiet as Ladon moves for the next crate, and he grabs the other end of it.]
Different isn't always bad, though. Sometimes it just takes a little getting used to. People change, sometimes quickly, but it doesn't have to change how you feel about 'em.
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He helps Axel lift the next crate. ] Your friend who lost his memory. Ever get 'em all back?
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Oh, I remember seeing her on the network once. I thought that was a really unusual name, to be honest. [He ventures a watery smile.] You don't always get a choice, though--sometimes a name's connected to things you can't be associated with anymore, or... things you don't want to be associated with anymore. It's probably nothing personal, not at you, anyway.
I think he did, but... fact is, I dunno if I'll ever know for sure. You can't exactly ask someone what they still don't remember, you know? [A sigh.] For all the good it does, anyway. He's... somewhere nobody can see him right now. [How do you explain that he's literally half of somebody else?] I dunno how to help him, and it's really frustrating.
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Mmm. [ That situation sounds rough, and he understands the sudden separation and how frustrating that can be. Axel has a point, memories are very personal, and there's no way of knowing how much someone has lost. Especially someone from a completely different world. Ladon has to admit, he knows a lot about Toby, but no where near enough to know for sure how much of her old life she's forgotten. ] Dunno if I'd want to. Help her, I mean. Losin' the good's one thing, but the bad...
[ If it makes her happier, he's not going to sabotage that. Even if it makes her different from the woman he was so enamored with. He's just not that selfish. ]