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Who: Beverly Crusher
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Blue Fish
When: Right After the Attack

[Beverly is onscreen, the Blue Fish's med bay, still intact, behind her. Her jaw is set with determination as she talks.]

Attention, Drift Fleet. This is Dr. Beverly Crusher of the USS... of the SS Blue Fish. I know some of you have taken significant damage to your ships, possibly to your sickbays, and that others do not have a medic on board. Fortunately, our sickbay survived the attack, so I am offering it as a central location to help the wounded while repairs are being made elsewhere. We have a small supply of blood on hand as well, should anyone need it. If any member of your crew is too severely injured to be moved, please let me know, and I will come to you. No payments will be necessary for any treatment.

Thank you for your time.

[She signs off with a grim smile.]

detectivewonder

Who: The First Breath and Visitors!
Broadcast: None!
Action: On the First Breath!
When: Shuffle Day, in the evening!

[Two of the shuttles have been away, on the planet, and it's late on the day of the latest Shuffle when they dock back up, a solid half the crew re-embarking after a planetary visit to find their little aloof and uncomfortable family has expanded yet again. Tim comes to the bridge right away to double-check all ship's systems, just on general principles, but he invites anyone he sees along the way to come with him.]

Hey. Welcome aboard.

treasureling

Who: Malak
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: On the planet.
When: 3/25

[ The shot shows a rich cloth, with a handful of weapons carefully arranged on it. Swords, knives, daggers: their basic designs are simple, but there is elegance to it, and elaboration in inlaid tracings along the blades, in the handles. ]

I've, ah. I've been hard at work, since we came here. I suppose it was nice to find something familiar.

It seems a shame to leave these behind, or to take them all for myself. I'm not a warrior.

Are there those in the fleet who would like any?

puro

Who: Manolo and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: Today

[The Marsiva is suddenly up one (1) wooden Mexican. One that's looking more than a little disorientated, but it's not due to the sudden change in surroundings. Just a few seconds ago, this guy was dead as a doornail, but not any more. He feels the thudding of his heart in his chest, he draws breath into his lungs for the first time in hours. The gods had held their word, they gave him life. But-

He glances around, finally taking note of his surroundings. After the bright vibrancy of the Land of the Remembered, the spaceship is drab and clinical. There's no wonder in it for him, even if it's no place he could have ever dreamed of before. He puts a hand to his back, his guitar is still there, but both his estoques are gone. Not only is he lost, but he's unarmed, not a good combination. He frowns.]

This isn't San Angel. [This wasn't where he was supposed to be. He can't afford another diversion. His town can't afford one. He needs to get to María, to Joaquín and he needs to get to them now. He glances downwards, raising his voice, panic and frustration seeping in.]

I did everything you asked of me!! We had a deal! You promised!

[He takes in a shuddery breath, his lungs ache from sudden use again, and he realises how tired he is. It's been a really long and exceptionally crappy day and this is the absolute last thing he needs. There's no answer. Not from any of them. Why would they desert him, after everything?]

You promised. Just send me home.

[Ok. Now is not the time to panic. He'll just starting looking for an exit, don't mind him.

serpentis

Who: Anyone and Everyone!
Broadcast: Nope!
Action: A ballroom on Adsum
When: 2/21, Evening-Night

[And the night has arrived! Dorian put out an open invitation, and anyone who is interested is welcome to dress up and meet up for a night of dancing and fawning over each other. Make sure to wear your best, everyone! It's a very special episode of Drift Fleet!]

((OOC: There was an open invitiation, but even if your character never replied or has had personal contact with Dorian, feel free to assume he's let them come along or be dragged along by someone else! I'll be tagging some threads, but if you want a thread to be closed, please just say so in the header.))

birdsbirdsbirds

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Sure!
Action: Everywhere!
When: Until the end of the month!

[hey droot flooters! how are those new augment glitches going? how's your crew? what fresh trouble have you been getting into? how are those jobs paying off? whether you're in your ship, on one of the moons, stuck on Marsiva, or hiding out on one of the waystations in-between, your audience wants to know what you're up to!

note: there are an unusual number of shoes on sale in the shops today. the ones on Abeo are pretty ugly.]

proteusmoon

Who: Cecil and YOU!!
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Adsum and SS First Breath
When: 2/14, all day! (Backdated!)

[ Where Cecil is from, Valentine's Day does not exist. The concept of celebrating affection and romance is tied into the spring festival in her home country, but in spite of this, she has in fact actually marked the occasion before today. Strangely -- or perhaps it is not strange at all considering how frequent an experience this has become -- she cannot remember how she learned what this holiday is about, nor from whom she learned its meaning, but she has the distinct feeling that it was someone in Court who explained it to her and she knows that the explanation she committed to memory was that it was a holiday for lovers only. This slight misunderstanding actually led to a rather heated argument between herself and her then master, who had inappropriately (she strongly believed) gifted her with flowers for the holiday. He certainly had romantic feelings for her, she knows that now, but at the time she very much did not believe that and did not want to give him the impression she felt the same.

Somehow, somewhere over the course of the week though, she's learned that Valentine's Day isn't strictly for those with significant others and that people do often gift friends and family with little treats, to remind each other that they are still loved and appreciated. Cecil regretted how she reacted to Damarhis's show of affection even back in Court months later, but now she regrets it even more. Maybe in her own, unusual way of trying to make up for her wrongs, she's decided to try extending this foreign tradition to the fleet and has bought many little gifts for many of them in her first participation in the holiday. She's sent out messages to everyone she knows, inviting them to come aboard the First Breath docked at Adsum. ]

( OOC ; Open to old, new, and yet-to-be-made CR! If you want your character to get a little gift for Valentine's Day, feel free to assume Cecil either sent them a message — or the network did some screwy things and sent out copies to random people — or implant glitch compulsions drove your character to go exploring other people's ships. The First Breath is open. She'll also be wandering around the moon, so if the aforementioned handwaving ain't your thing, that's fine, throw up a general starter! All implant glitches for both phase I and phase II are welcome and of course optional, Cecil has a pheromones one herself at the moment if you feel like doing something with that. Happy belated Valentine's Day, Drift Fleet! )

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

treasureling

Who: Everyone on the First Breath! Including newbs, if any are assigned today
Broadcast: Maybe?!
Action: First Breath
When: 2/7-2/14? About the next week

[ Mingle post for the First Breath (& guests)! ]

aheroipray

Who: Allumette Honeycutt
Broadcast: video (to all)
Action: Marsiva
When: nnnnnow!

[ when the feed flickers on, it's focused on a tiny pink-haired woman. the camera is above, obviously not in her grip, dressed in scholar garb. she stomps her foot on the ground and points to the communicator. ]

--Eos!

Put that down this minute! You've not a clue where that's been!

[ there's a quiet twinkling, like the sound of bells--and she looks offended. ]

We are in an unfamiliar world, with unfamiliar--things! Do not make me unsummon you!

[ is that twinkling panicked? ]

Then put it down! Eos, now.

[ slowly, the point of view is lowered until it drops into allumette's claws, and she breathes a sigh of relief. she peers off-screen until a tiny fairy joins her, settling on her shoulder. she pays no mind to her fairy, however, squinting and staring at it. ]

Oh, Thal's balls--it's on.

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.

thespaceopera

[the fleet has been clear of the musical signals for a day or so... but things still aren't quite right. signals occasionally fail, there is static in the wires. and, apparently, the ships' scanning equipment hasn't been as sensitive as it should be.

it isn't until the fleet is far from the last planet's range that some kind of invisible cloud clears... and several blips show up on every ship's radar. those ships that have a communications officer on-board will actually hear a little alert. and those that don't may miss it entirely, if no one else on board happens to glance at the monitors.

--you aren't alone.

for the first time, there is something showing up on the scanners that isn't the innocuous signatures of local traffic between stations, or the lone, short-range ships out doing their jobs. this is something else.

the communications officers and pilots can attempt to scan them, maybe try and hail... but they lie at the absolute far edge of the equipment's range. just hovering--maybe watching, maybe waiting. maybe not realizing that the drifting fleet is unblinded enough to see them. and there's no telling how long they may have been there.

and once noticed, they only remain for a few minutes before disappearing again into the black.]

...

ooc: this is an entirely-optional mini-event. you can reply or not, and there is no rush to do so. the ships on the radar cannot actually be reached, and will disappear regardless of what is attempted. but if you want to try anyway, post reactions, etc., go ahead and knock yourself out here. they won't answer, but maybe they are listening regardless. this can also be used as a mingle, if anyone wants to talk to each other, or try to bludgeon their communications officer into getting off their butts to actually do anything.

this is just a small event, or clue, and can be played with or ignored as you all wish! enjoy!

detectivewonder

Who: Crew of the First Breath & Visitors!
Broadcast: Video: First Breath/ Open To The Fleet!
Action: On the First Breath!
When: Right after the shuffle.

[First Breath Only]

This is your captain speaking. Apparently. I'll try not to give any orders you don't want to follow - key to a good commander, right?

We should establish a chain of command. Talk about goals. And maybe see if we can manage fancy uniforms as a ratings stunt.

[Fleetwide]

So. How seriously am I supposed to take my new rank?

ino

Who: Ino
Broadcast: Video
Action: If you're on the Three Twins
When: After Robin's "murder"

[ Even if you don't know Ino, it's pretty obvious that she's absolutely furious right now. Everything about the way she's sitting in her chair to the expression on her face screams rage. (There may or may not also be a large dent in the wall behind her. What? It's stress relief!)

But when she's got the communicator set in place and she speaks up to address the other people who might be watching, her voice is controlled enough. At first, anyways. ]

I can't believe I even have to make a transmission like this, but you know what? Apparently I do, because some people in this fleet can't keep their damn hands to themselves! So here goes!

Guess what we aren't going to be doing any more of in this fleet? [ She says, as though she's in charge of everyone. But that's just how she operates. ] Did you guess attempted murder? Great! Good job! You were right.

I know some of you probably have some seriously itchy fingers, but in case you forgot, being dead is generally a very PERMANENT situation! And in case you forgot, we are all in this shitty situation together! Creating drama like this is exactly what the people running this want!

You wanna punch somebody? Okay. You wanna kick them? Fine! But the next time anybody -- especially the offender in question, and you know who you are -- goes full-blown MURDER on somebody else we're going to have a little chat!

[ She leans into the camera. Is it possible for someone's eyeballs to be on fire from pure rage? Maybe. Either way, she hisses into the camera ]

And it's not going to be a pleasant one!

detectivewonder

Who: Tim Drake AND YOU.
Broadcast: Fleetwide video & text stream.
Action: The Marsiva.
When: 1/29; evening.

[Tim has been pacing the deck, finding every corner, every computer console, working furiously to research whatever he can since the moment he woke up. Knowledge is a form of control; secrecy is another, and he has far too much of one and absolutely no guarantee of the second, and it makes him edgy. But once he's gotten a grip on the basic concept, delaying makes no sense.]

[The video broadcast reveals a young man - eighteen, give or take a few months - in a trim blue suit and red tie, dark hair neatly parted but still falling into his eyes, which are blue and unmistakably angry or tense no matter how well we modulates his tone and keeps it off the rest of his face, crisp and professional.]

Good... evening, I think, is the local time? Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne, Pilot Officer reporting for duty - or I will be soon, if I'm getting the right idea here. I wanted to reach out and touch base before I was assigned - get an idea of what the ships are like, who I might be serving with, how long everyone's been here. Anything you can tell me would be appreciated.

treasureling

Who: Malak
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: On the Marsiva
When: 1/29

I - this is - [ Very clean. Very strange. Very frightening. But that he knows how to use this contraption must mean he is meant to be here.

He stops in front of the large windows. ]

Is this the realm of the Gods?

Where are my daughters?

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