02, text [of the most dissatisfied sort]

[bipolar_bride]

[ She's been missing for two weeks, Ataraxion. Nearly two weeks, but you know--after the first week it gets a little daunting. For some reason that third...or was it eighth? God they jumped a lot--! knocked her more unawares than she'd been the first time. What she does know is this: nobody came for her, and even though she's damned well able to tell herself she needs no one, that hurts.

There was distraction enough though in the sheer mass of the ship itself. She'd started to count all of the restricted sections, doubling back in places, trying not to panic at the worst of times. She'd not realized before just how overwhelmingly alone a person could feel in the Tranquility, until then. As she neared the main social areas of the ship--by luck or perhaps the communicator decided to finally w o r k, damn it! -- she sends out a simple text message to whomever is there, and one to her brother. Locked.]

re gen >> No welcoming party for the lost, was there? I would be hating to see the corpses littering this ship if that is all the concern you show for those that are missing!


re russia >> I am disappointed, brother. The rest can despise me but as your own SISTER you would think more effort would have gone into ensuring my safety, no? Too busy with America?


[ALL AROUND BITTERNESS--YES. Sorry, Ataraxion. Belarus can be subtle later. She is merely venting her frustrations and by no means willing to shank anyone that she comes across first.]

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[entrapments]

Wow, harsh.

[bipolar_bride]

You try being lost for over a week and not be slightly upset--

[this is a lineface, right here]

[entrapments]

No no, I mean-
that's kindof a long time for somebody to be missing without people freaking out about it, isn't it?

Are you hurt?

[bipolar_bride]

Considering the influx of my kind on the ship, they were probably being distracted to not notice the crazy one slipping away. They were probably relieved.

[She doesn't think she's crazy, mind you. She's in heavy denial that her screws are not all the way in. Her mouth presses into a sliver at the question. Look at that; someone of compassion.

Which is why she scoffed quickly after, trying to brush that off too]

It is taking more to hurt me than hunger. I am alright...

[entrapments]

Well. Still.
No body likes to be abandoned like that.

What's your name?

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[edle_gestalt]

[Cold sweat. This is why he doesn't go off wandering; he gets lost far too easily. He might be feeling a little validated that it can indeed happen to others, but mostly he's just concerned and frightened for her.]

Belarus -- I'm sorry, I should have come to look... are you all right? Are you hurt?

It is good to see you back. [And he means that, even if it's said a little more quietly because of reasons. Not that Hungary is nearby, at the moment. But there's always that feeling that she is. God, what is his life.]

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[bipolar_bride]

[You would have been completely devastated, Austria. This place is a mess. A shiny, dark, winding mess. MAYBE she appreciates the late concern, though it doesn't show. She's just a little upset.]

Something is very wrong with this ship-- Though, I cannot be putting my finger on it.

[She's FAMISHED but looks unharmed. A brow goes up at how he had to whisper that last bit, her grin bordering belittling--really Austria, she can't help it]

Be careful, Austria. We both know your lover doesn't like me all that much. I am alright, however. [stiffly:] Thank you.

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[edle_gestalt]

I've stopped trying to put my finger on it, for the time being.

[Pursing his lips to hold back a smirk. He knows, he knows. But no, she really isn't around, so.] Perhaps the bright side is that there's a possibility she's calmed down. I... can't say for sure, I haven't been talking much with her lately. Not really talking, at least. [Meaning, she's there, they share a room. And a bed. Yep. Do you want breakfast? Okay. Made you a fucking egg. Be back later, I'm going to the music room they found. Piano doesn't give me shit when I tell it how I feel. He is so good at sulking, you have no idea.]

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[bipolar_bride]

[It's obvious that she's thinking-- that is, pondering all of the things not said by the other man. Neither of them are stupid, after all, and they're better at reading in to things than America and others like him.]

Do you regret defending me, Austria?

[Honest question- though she assumes that yes, he does-- after all he's not from the best time and probably depended on her more than he was letting on. Plus, it wasn't fair. Not really. Take that for a moment of compassion that is all too awkward]

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[edle_gestalt]

[He pauses. That's a loaded question, and there's really no way around it without being completely honest.]

No. I regret how I worded some things to her, and I regret that she is the only one permitted an outburst.




[Yeah, awkward.]

[video]

[testgasm]

Why didn't you call me? I would have come looking for you, provided I...knew where you were. That probably would have factored in.

[video]

[bipolar_bride]

[Wheaties, she's a woman that doesn't like asking for help. But, she does have an excuse:] I ran in to heavy interference, somewhere-- of course I am not knowing where. I must be closer to the main areas of the ship to have functionality, yes?

[and what was with the elevators? :| goodness.]

If you knew where I was I would more than likely not be lost, though it is appreciated. [Dork. Your face is still well-received though]

[perma-vid]

[testgasm]

Interference? Like...dead zones for the communicators? That's a bit, uh. Troubling.

Well, you might know where you are, but not exactly how you got there, or how to get back. Are you back, now, though? You're not still lost, are you?

[GET YOUR SCRAWNY ASS ON OVER THURR]

[bipolar_bride]

That is the most applicable term for it, yes-- Something is off on board this ship. Not that that is an unknown or vastly surprising bit of information.

I cannot remember what made me leave in the first place but I am not prone to getting lost. [She sounds very frustrated by this, ie: muttered bits of speech you can't really discern.] There are more lights and I think I can hear voices--

[THE VOICES OF THE SPACE GHOST-CREW THAT PERISHED ON THE TRANQUILITY A FEW MONTHS AGO BEFORE PEOPLE ARRIVED OH GOD]

GEEZ OKAY and then wheatley was lost for a week

[testgasm]

Uh, what? Voices? Are you--are you sure?

SHE'LL SAVE YOU YEESH. /jk stay over there. space beasties.

[bipolar_bride]

[unconcerned... The communicator shifts as she does, heading toward whatever was there. Communicator in one hand, blade in the other, that is.]

Is that a bad thing, Wheatley? [Nope, doesn't sound slightly amused] Perhaps I am closer than I was aware?

my hero

[testgasm]

Well, um, I suppose if they are actually the voices of actual people aboard this ship, then no, it's probably not a bad thing.

you just won tickets to the gun show.

[bipolar_bride]

[she pauses, giving him a glance through the communicator]

What else would it be?

[No really, Wheaties, what would it be? She'll wait until you give her an answer-- after all she's still not entirely sure where she is and is wary, so very wary of what may be on this ship]

ooh belarus ooh

[testgasm]

I--I don't know. Back in the facility, if you went down far enough into manufacturing you could hear robots screaming. Nobody knew why--well. Aside from the rumor that the caretaker went bonkers and killed them all. Fair guess, I suppose.

Not paranormal, obviously, because they were, presumably, robots, but still a bit disturbing all the same.

text;

[astrogate]

How many seem to go missing here?

text--why not?

[bipolar_bride]

I have not noticed a great deal-- though, humans are having a nasty habit of disappearing without warning at an alarming rate...

text;

[astrogate]

What does that make you - human I take?

text;

[bipolar_bride]

Humanoid. Technically I am the physical embodiment of a nation on Earth.

text;

[astrogate]

[ She's a Cylon? That's just frakken wonderful. :| ]

First time I heard that one. Amazing just what you guys come up with.

[voice]

[profligates]

You would be missing, then? Is that what we're supposed to infer from this statement?

Re: [voice]

[bipolar_bride]

I was, yes. [What she says next: Is it trolling, or is it truth?] I think that there is something else beyond the captives and the two crew making things more difficult-- I do not get lost easily.

[voice]

[profligates]

Something that messed with your inner compass, perhaps?

[bipolar_bride]

I am thinking that more than my inner compass has been dampened by this ship...

[way to be vague]

[profligates]

[He's all about the vagueness, baby.]

We were kidnapped and put on board, it's not much of a stretch to consider it dampening any abilities one were to have.

So late i'm sorry ;; [video]

[za_rodina]

You are free to be disappointed in me, sister, but do not assume that I despise you and did not look.

I managed to get my self lost as well, if that appeases you.