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Who: Lailah and Mikleo
Broadcast: N/A (only to a certain water seraph at first, anyway)
Action: S.S. Huntress, in Lailah's room
When: 1/10, hours before her date with Zaveid (so very early morning)

[It's been a long time since Lailah's been on a date with someone. Her duty to the Shepherds, as well as generally the rest of the world, has kept such luxuries to a minimum for her. Honestly, she's excited and happy for it, if also a bit nervous. That nervousness won't stop her from taking a day to feel like a normal seraph, though.

She has the make-up and dress prepared, but she stares at her hair with mild discontent. She needs a second opinion, and there's really only one person she can think of to help her out and might be up at this hour.

Lailah sends a quick voice message to Mikleo.]

Mikleo? I hope I'm not interrupting anything or waking you up.

monolike

Who: Sorey & y'all
Broadcast: Huntress & fleetwide
Action: n/a
When: Jan 3rd

[ Broadcast: Huntress only ]

Hey everybody, this is Sorey. I'm just checking in, seeing if everything's okay. Oh, and paperwork for new upgrades will be coming in soon, so if there's anything anybody would like to see upgraded, cast your votes now!

Oh also, we don't have any lab support personnel. I know Mikleo's been doing some stuff but if you know anybody looking to transfer who'd like the use of the lab, could you let 'em know? I'll include a call out in my public broadcast in a sec.

Okey dokey, that's all for now! If anything comes up, don't hesitate to contact me or Mikleo!

[ Broadcast: all ]

I'm kind of curious; so there are a lot of different kinds of forces or energies here that are a lot like the ones back on my planet, but they don't seem to behave the same way here. Like the rules are different. Is anybody else running against that?

And as an aside, if there's any potential lab personnel looking for a place, the Huntress has an unoccupied lab, for now.

sansseraph

Who: Lailah and all o' y'all!!!
Broadcast: Audio + Pictures; Fleetwide
Action: SS Huntress
When: 11/7

( This got lengthy again )

thespaceopera

[Wherever you are, passenger, whether on the surface of the planet, the way-station, or safe in your ship, all network terminals and personal communicators crackle to life. The Hosts have come calling, but there are a few differences, this time. Splashed across every screen in the Fleet, an eye-catching new image demands the attention of the passengers. And instead of the usual space-age jingle, your hosts see fit to interrupt the day with the sound of a much older song...

For the old-timers and archive-readers out there, this song has been heard once before. Much like last time, the familiar voice of Beau can be heard crooning pleasantly along in the background.

Unlike that other recording, however, Diamond's voice sparkles to the foreground before much time can pass. It would seem that the Drift Fleet's hosts are a little more on-top of things, this year.]

Hello, my darling passengers! We are here to wish you all an absolutely wonderful birthday. Sure, it's technically an anniversary, but we much prefer the idea of a birthday. It sounds better and the parties are so much more fun! You could even think of it as celebrating the beginning of a new life--two magnificent years spent under the stars...

[She sighs happily, and Beau pauses in his singing to chuckle fondly in her direction.]

And so, we have a very special present for all of you! We've been working very hard to make it a reality; it has taken quite a bit of time and effort... but we think that each and every one of you deserves it. I hope you all know how much you mean to us and to your adoring audience.

If you will look to the Marsiva, you'll notice that a special new hangar bay is open, waiting for you to arrive! That's right--we've opened up a special party room for all of you to go celebrate. We've provided games, food, and plenty of prizes. It has been hard to keep the secret quiet, but... oh, the looks on your faces when you see it will make it all worth it!

So, let's party! Relax, enjoy, and spend time with your friends... Your fans would be disappointed not to see all of their favorites there! The audience has been looking forward to this--so I'm sure it will be quite the ratings boost for everyone attending.

[Another pleased sigh, and she claps her hands!]

...But why wait? Let's start celebrating now! To kick off this special time of year, we have two questions from the audience: what would everyone like for their Drift Fleet birthdays, and if you could pick one vacation destination in all of the worlds, what would it be? Respond to this frequency with your answers, and who knows... wishes might just come true!

I am honored to have spent a second year with you wonderful people, and I can't wait to see what the next one has in store.

Enjoy your party, dear passengers! And, as always... the worlds are watching!

[The song finally comes to an end and the line remains open, presumably waiting for responses from the Fleet at large. And for those who head to the Marsiva to check it out, it turns out that Diamond's promises are true this time.

Happy second birthday, Drift Fleet!]

geonomy

Who: You! Me! Everybody!
Broadcast: idk but we've sure got a pretty broad cast of folks eh, eh
Action: HECK YEAH PLANET MINGLE
When: 10/7 until plot update or recaptcha

It's a deep, deep forest filled to the brim with fungi, mysterious life forms, and pitch black darkness. Explore if you dare and discover all these things and more! Just don't get lost...

nerdeology

Who: Mikleo & Visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Huntress
When: 9/25 (and on)

( some introspective )

( action; locked to sorey )

[Hours later he wakes again; he doesn't even remember falling asleep. His eyes are still puffy and damp, and somehow he feels more tired, not less, but that doesn't stop him from realizing that he's not on the Marsiva anymore, but rather in his own bed on the Huntress. He casts his gaze wearily around the room at his limited belongings: the elegantly crafted staff hanging on the wall, little pieces of artwork he'd collected from their previous stops, a lovingly packed bookshelf, the half-finished embroidery he'd stored in the corner of the room by the desk. It's been too long and his memories are still too muddled- he can't tell if anything is different, but it smells... lived in, somehow, despite his absence. He's uncertain of that's a good sign or a bad one. He knows Sorey's been here; the project he'd been working on is missing, now that he knows to look for it. The sheets smell like him.

He glances down at his comm, and a flood of memories greets him; the messages people had left for him, some expecting him to come back, hoping he'd come back. Hearing that everyone else is okay. Hearing Lailah's voice, Lailah, who hadn't been here before they changed, who must have shown up in the middle of all of this horrible mess, who severed the pact to save them all, who's been taking care of Sorey in his absence and still trusts him to be the Shepherd despite everything. Dezel, who must understand what he's feeling right now, whose words echo the ache in his heart. And Sorey--

Sorey--

...I need to...

He tries to get out of bed, but his knees are shaky and too weak to move himself on his own; he barely makes it two steps before they buckle beneath him and he collapses in a heap on the floor. Cursing under his breath, he pulls his body up to the door, but even doing that much saps his strength and leaves him trembling. He can't even stand up enough to open it.

Frustrated and desperate, too woozy to force himself any further, the best he can manage to do is slump against the wall beside the exit, his hand on the floor, periodically rapping his knuckles against the bottom of the door. The sound is quiet but steady; all he can hope is that the noise echoes in the hall enough to be heard. He'd left his comm on the bed and out of reach, and with the sub lord pact broken, he can't connect with the Shepherd or the other seraphim at all. The best he can do is wait, and pray, that he's noticed before too long. He can't bear another minute alone like this, but he'll do this for hours if that's what it takes.

Someone- anyone. Please... I need...

Sorey...

...I'm here.

I'm right here.

Come back.]

-----

( ota; days in the aftermath )

[After he's been found and properly looked after, Mikleo will be in his room, laid out or sitting up in bed, still exhausted but available for visitors over the next week or so. Maybe the news of his return spreads around, or perhaps a Huntress resident/visitor just stumbles upon him- either way, his door is unlocked, although he can't promise to be particularly good company. Sorey is likely with him or hovering nearby, unless visitors or Mikleo can nudge him off to take a break (which he will sorely need on occasion) but he won't really interfere with the company Mikleo gets. He might just be sleeping.

Mikleo will also be responding to any messages via comm, for those less inclined to visit in person. He's too weak to do much else right now, unfortunately.]

monolike

Who: Mikleo (

nerdeology), Sorey (

monolike), Allen Walker (

save_the_souls), Zaveid (

airily), Lailah (

sansseraph), Eithan Paine (

deviances), Stefan (

stefanged), MORE TO BE ADDED
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Solrius's surface
When: forward-dated to 9/11

[Despite the destructive nature of this dastardly duo, there have been surprisingly few resident deaths as a direct result of their combined rampaging. Still, the property damage is mindboggling, and Sorey and Mikleo both have spent the past few days soaking up and sewing malevolence like there's no tomorrow. The people in their territory are terrified, homeless, helpless and hopeless. Despite the steady streams of people hunting down the boy and his dragon, no one has succeeded in killing either of them.

Sorey, more hellion than human now and growing more unstable by the hour, is beyond reason, a mass of the anger and frustration in more than ready supply by the system's inhabitants. Mikleo is nearly mindless, is no longer content to listen to orders for the sake of keeping his deteriorating partner happy. Soon, it won't be enough to just rip up trees by the roots and brutalize those coming after them.

Soon, nothing will be enough.]

(( starters inside! ))

sansseraph

Who: Lailah and YOU
Broadcast: Video; Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva's Hospitality Deck
When: 9/7, after that bull ship went down

( THIS GOT LENGTHY I'M SORRY )

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