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[forgetyourusedtobe]

Who: Elena & you!!!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva, if any
When: May 20th

[Elena accidentally manages to start broadcasting as she's moving through the hallway. The camera follows the light swing of her arm, providing a view of the floor and her legs. She's silent, although really tamping down on the urge to call to people she knows. Staying quiet and remaining as inconspicuous as possible seems like the more logical thing to do in this situation.]

[It's only once she's come to the viewing bay that Elena stops short with a small gasp.]

Oh my God...

[She had been debating if this was a dream or real, but something about seeing outside into space makes this all very, very real. Slowly, she approaches the glass. She places both hands on the glass and through her fingers, you finally get a look at the girl accidentally broadcasting to the entire fleet, confused and upset.]

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[forgetyourusedtobe]

It was more of a figure of speech, [she mumbles, half-aware she's even saying anything at all in the first place. Numb and overwhelmed are good ways of describing what she's feeling right now.]

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[onlyanapple]

Good to know. Over, what? The view? The sudden realisation you're a reality TV show star?

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Is there an all of the above option?

[onlyanapple]

Sure, why not? Better be thorough.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[Thorough and feeling completely at a loss on top of being helpless to do anything about it. It's not a good day today.]

My name is Elena.

[onlyanapple]

Crowley. Welcome to the Fleet, for what it's worth.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

I'll let you know what it's worth when I figure it out. [A beat.] But thanks.

[onlyanapple]

No problem. And trust me when I tell you there are much worse places to be.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

I'm reserving judgment on that for a little while.

[But no, she's had far worse kidnapping experiences. There's nobody trying to drain her of her blood for the sake of an army, so that's a win?]

[onlyanapple]

As is your prerogative. After all, not all of us can spend time in a soul eating castle before this place.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

...A soul eating castle?

[onlyanapple]

That's where I was before here, yep. It was sentient. Kind of a dick, actually.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

I'm not sure what I'd expect a sentient castle to be, but if it's eating souls, I wouldn't really expect it to be nice.

[But it's good to know that Atroma are apparently have more pull and/or power than a sentient castle. Not comforting, but good to know.]

[onlyanapple]

It would go batshit about once a month. Make our lives miserable for a week.

Honestly that made me think it was probably female.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[She says nothing, but does give him a look that silently communicates her unspoken really?]

[onlyanapple]

What? Don't act like it isn't true. And I say this as a being that can be either gender.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Say that to the wrong woman at some point and they'll find a way to make your life miserable every day of the month instead of just a week.

[onlyanapple]

Oh trust me, been there, done that. Multiple times.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

And you didn't learn your lesson after the first couple?

[onlyanapple]

I like to keep my life interesting.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

You know that sounds like a pretty flimsy excuse, right?

[onlyanapple]

And yet here I am. Sticking to it.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

As long as you know. I'm definitely not here to change any minds.

[onlyanapple]

That;s a healthy attitude to take.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

What can I say? I don't like rocking the boat more than necessary.