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Who: Aziraphale
Broadcast: Fleet-wide!
Action: SS Caprine, the personnel officer's office!
When: 3/6, evening/night

[Aziraphale has been busy. He has a small room, with a tattered tartan sofa and piles of books in view behind him, overflowing from a small bookcase and shelves on the wall.

He waves. He's getting good at this being on TV stuff!]

Good evening! This is apparently my office!

[He swings the camera around, showing off a matching overstuffed tartan armchair that is absolutely hideous. He camera turns back to him.]

...er. which is to say...I am officially open for business! No, not the books, those are mine. Er...I was going to offer my services as a professional guide, of sorts. You come to me, I listen, and I give advice. My inbox is always open, as is my office. I, er, keep odd hours...

...regardless! Should you ever need someone to lend an ear, do consider that I am here. Thank you, dears.

Current Music: DC Talk - Between You and Me

dancingmd

Who: Dr. Crusher
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Now

[The first thing Beverly becomes aware of is how cold she is. Something must be wrong with the environmental controls. She rolls over on her side and opens her eyes. Time to call Geordi-

Suddenly she sits up in alarm. This is not her bed. These are not her quarters. And this is certainly not the Enterprise. A big picture window on the other side of the room, open to the familiar view of a star field flying past, tells her that this is a starship of some sort, at least, though the design is not like any she’s ever seen before.

Reflexively, she taps the place on her chest where her combadge would normally be located. Upon discovering its disappearance, she clutches at the empty space on her uniform. Take some deep breaths. One, two. Okay, what’s the last thing you remember? They were all in Will’s quarters, playing poker, and Deanna was triumphantly revealing a royal flush, then … nothing.

Standing up, she begins to search the area for anything that might give her a clue as to what’s happened. That’s when she finds the communicator, sitting on a small table near her bunk. Tentatively, she turns it on, ignoring for the moment the disconcerting fact that she knows exactly how this device works, despite its obvious differences from Starfleet communicators.]

Hello? If anybody is listening, this is Dr. Beverly Crusher of the U.S.S. Enterprise. I am trying to get in contact with my ship. Please respond.

alwayscomeback

Who: Sokka and YOU!!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blue Fish
When: Today

[Okay, so the date's wrong, but Sokka in his hyperactive state didn't pay much attention to the details anyway. What was important to him, was that there was a celebration honouring the one you loved and that needed to be addressed.

So, he waves excitedly at the camera, trying to focus it on...an odd 'statue' in the cargo bay of the Blue Fish. He'd considered putting it together on one of the moons, but that would have just been weird, so in the ship he went. It doesn't really look like anything, except for a weird blob made of of bits of melted metal. For some reason, it's holding a fan.]

HEY GUYS!!! I know that Vahl-in-tynes thing is ...soon? Soon! So I made this statue for the lady of my heart, Suki!

[It doesn't look like a lady. It doesn't even look human.]

So Suki is a pretty awesome gal. She kicks butt all the time, and usually does it with just a fan, isn't that amazing? She's part of this all girls warrior group and she could kick all your butts with her hands tied behind her back. AND she's beautiful and smart to boot!

[He winks at the camera] Baby, I know you can't see this, but I miss you and I really hope you're okay, I'll be back before you know it.

parricida

[Hey, it's Garak! Looking, admittedly, not quite his best-- his hair is tremendously mussed, sticking up a little and far too long, and is that blood smeared on his neck? No. That can't be-- that's probably not blood. Probably not.

Anyway. It's Garak, sitting in his ship, smiling at the camera.]

Now. Despite our recent opportunities on these three moons, some rather lovely ladies have reminded me that one can't always have the clothes one wants. And with some new fabric in my possession, I thought I too might offer my services to the fleet.

I'm a tailor by trade-- a very good tailor, in fact. If you, like myself, are getting rather tired of Floot Loops clothes, send me a message, and I may be able to help you.

serpentis

Who: Anyone and Everyone!
Broadcast: NOPE
Action: The Moons- Meat Moon, Booze Moon, I'm So Pretty Moon
When: 2/8-2/14

[Ding ding here is your mingle log for this week. Second verse, same as the first!]

thespaceopera

[the merry jingle is right on time today, but there's still strange interference over the comm. it's crackly and buzzy, but mostly clears up by the time the hosts' voices ring out in welcome. first up is Diamond, happy to grace the fleet with her presence.]

Welcome to a bright new week of the Drift Fleet! [she sounds just as cheery as she did the weekend before, glowing with pride for her little ratings machines.] Goodness, with all of the new passengers this week, the Marsiva has never been so busy!

[then, the male, semi-familiar voice of Beau crackles in to interject--] Excuse me, darlin'... but it's pronounced Mar-see-va.

[and there's a pause while Diamond presumably side-eyes her host.] ...Oh, Beau, honey... surely you're joking? Everyone knows that it's Mar-si-va.

Well... I don't mean to bring logic into this, but you don't go about calling it Ah-tro-ma. So you wouldn't call it Mar-si-va, either.

[and oh, Diamond's voice only gets sweeter, after a too-polite laugh.] ...And I hate to be the one to have to point out canon details, dear... but as the official Drift Fleet handbook explains, the Marsiva was first named by a Flonian, and their language structure always puts emphasis on the first syllable, unless they are experiencing a period of mourning.

[with a hearty chuckle, Beau politely disagrees.] Ah, but we've had a Flonian here on our fine show! If you rewatch the fourth cycle, episodes thirty-seven through one hundred fifty-two, you will clearly hear that he pronounces it Mar-see-va.

Oh, Beau... [she almost sounds pitying. the poor dear obviously doesn't know what he's talking about.] He wasn't a native of Flonia, however. ...And besides, there was talk that he was in a period of mourning anyway, because of the events that took place during episode twenty-two.

[and she's not going to wait for him to argue any further!] Anyway... one passenger has left us, but was quickly replaced! And there are so many new faces that a few of the other ships find themselves full to bursting, and an entirely new ship has found itself joining the fleet! The SS Golden sails with a strong crew, with Captain Honeycutt at the helm!

A full dozen little ships drifting along... isn't that wonderful?

And, to celebrate our new dandy dozen, it's time for crew interviews! Finally, a chance to hear from the men, women, and variations thereof that make up the heart and soul of this fine program. Speak clearly, everyone! You will notice that questions are appearing on your personal communicators and network screens. It's time to start answering! We are all listening!

[and, as promised, these words are being displayed all over the network:]

old passengers: What did you see while on the forest path? What treasure did you receive? What did you feel? new passengers: What is the last thing you remember, before joining the fleet? What do you hope for? If you could name a ship, what would you name it?

[and then every comm station, every hand-held communicator, opens to dead, waiting air. they are all connected to something, with supposedly an entire audience waiting to hear what they have to say. they're all watching. will you answer?]

ooc: no one will answer, but someone sure as hell is listening! reply here for all reactions, responses, etc. and ships with communications officers can also encrypt their signal to keep their answers private. though, comms officers can go hacking into encrypted responses if they really want...

→ Shuffle ooc post

serpentis

Who: Dorian Pavus
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: If needed, Adsum
When: TONIGHT!

[Dorian smiles a bit, secretively, and leans back in his chair, kicking his ankle onto his opposite knee.

He looks relaxed, and...his mustache is waxed. And he's wearing eyeliner with wings sharp enough to kill a man.]

I have a business proposition, for anyone interested. It's simple work, but I cannot offer payment in money. I can, however, offer use of my services.

[And...yep, gonna leave that there and smirk into the camera.]

serpentis

Who: Anyone and Everyone!
Broadcast: Maybe!
Action: Abeo, Accendo, Adsum
When: 2/3-2/7

[WELCOME TO THE MOONS ENJOY YOUR STAY DON'T GET ARRESTED.]

dawnwillcome

Who: Jove Lavellan
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: the marsiva
When: right now!!

Well.

[It's half breathless, half amused, and said with something of a strained grin. Why does weird shit keep happening to her. At least this time when she's waking up there's no chains around her wrists or incredibly intimidating women shouting questions at her. Her hand aches dimly, but it's nowhere near as bad as she's used to. She must be very far from home if she can't feel any rifts nearby.]

Could someone tell me what year it is? One moment you're jumping through a magical mirror and now here I am in... whatever this is.

I'm fairly certain it's not the Fade and I don't feel particularly dead.

[And then, more quietly,]

Cassandra is going to kill me.

aberrant_type

Who: Red Fish Crew
Broadcast: may...be...?
Action: On the Red Fish
When: After leaving January's planet

[An exciting planet, now left behind! An old friend departed and now returned! What exciting new developments will be in store for the intrepid crew of the SS Red Fish this month?

Tune in to find out!]

birdsbirdsbirds

Who: Robin!
Broadcast: Video!
Action: Not unless it gets weird!
When: About a day after his supposed murder.

[the feed crackles on to show Robin, looking very much alive and in a shirt that doesn't have a big hole in it, thank you. he's crouched somewhere on one of those Floot Loop stations, probably. he's got his back to one of those big LED displays, which means... unless you want to check every single bright, animated ad in every station within range, he's going to be kind of tricky to find.

he... waves, though he doesn't look like he's very happy to see you either, to be honest.]

Hello. I'm not dead, since I assume that rumor has spread far and wide by now.

And I would love to have a calm, rational conversation about all of this before someone tries to kill me again. What have I missed? Catch me up.

aberrant_type

Who: HANGE!!! GArak, Coil and Zhas
Broadcast: none
Action: closed to Red Fish crew
When: sometime... when they're in range of the planet... after whenever the waystation mingle goes up...?

[She'll take a look at the spa later - after slowly going a little stir-crazy on the ship, Hange wouldn't close herself in another building (no matter how luxurious) by choice.

Now, just as she's been, she prowls and paces along the edge of the forest, looking in. She looks excited: her eyes wide, pupils dilated, grinning absentmindedly. The movement never quite stops. The whoops and cries of distant birds or other, more alien things; the smell of wet ground and the rustle of leaves... it's like home, just like home, just like being at home, all she needs is her 3DMG and her horse and her squad. If only.

Hange will head in soon. She's seen that path and - it could be a trap, but her nature is way too direct to pass up so courteous an invitation. Soon enough...]

misconceived

WHO Forest planet occupants!
BROADCAST N/A
ACTION Enchanted Forest / Spa Time
WHEN Upon reaching the system (Jan. 4) to leaving it (Jan. 31)

[ It's another day, another planet for the Drift Fleet to explore. Whether it be relaxing in the landing field, checking out the spa (and subsequently getting urged to enter the woods), or taking on the Enchanted Forest's game, there's enough to do for stir-crazy Fleet members.

Just remember one thing: make it look good. ]

parricida

Who: Elim Garak and YOU
Broadcast: Network wide at first; to the Red Fish ship afterwards
Action: In his room
When: December 28th

[A wholly pleasant smile appears on the network. While the face it's attached to is . . . reptilian, to say the least, at least the smile is friendly. Prominent ridges outline Garak's cheekbones and where a human's eyebrows would be; his black hair is neatly combed back from his face.]

I wonder . . . while the planet below is quite charming, I find myself rather disliking the temperature. And while I can amuse myself with embroidery, I find myself wanting nothing more than a good book. Do any of you have recommendations? I'm somewhat familiar with Terran literature; a friend of mine even says I have a favorite genre: realistic fiction, if that's any help.

My sincerest gratitude to any who might help.

[A beat. He cuts off the feed and adds to the members of the Red Fish:]

Coil. Might I ask you to stop by when you've a spare moment?

aberrant_type

Who: Red Fish crew - Hange, Garak, Zhas and Coil
Broadcast: n/a
Action: On the Red Fish deck
When: shortly after the shuffle and Garak's arrival

[The ship is small enough that when their new crewmate appears, Hange can round up the boys just by taking a stroll through the ship and yelling.]

Zhas! Coil! We have a new recruit, let's meet in the galley!

[Time for everyone to get comfy with each other. And also, discuss ship upgrades, this seems like a convenient time to do that.]

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