THE DRIFT FLEET

Who: Pamchadra
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: SS First Breath
When: day of the Shuffle

[Amid the confetti and welcome pudding, Pamchadra sits on the floor against a wall, curled up as much as she can be, hand touching the augment. It's terrifying because she can feel on her own body inside her host the augment as well. Was this Nirrti's doing? She hopes not, but she can't show her fear for long, so she takes a deep breath, stands up, and puts on the airs of someone completely in control of her situation.]

Atroma. Who and what are they, why was I brought here, and what is this...thing they put in me?

[There's a pause as she looks around and brushes off the confetti from her shoulders.]

And did they take this ship from a junkyard? This is unacceptable. It cannot be that difficult to make a proper ship for traveling space in.