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[ It wasn’t the first time she’d been confused over her identity, though this was the first time she had woken up in her underwear in a tube of goo. At least, from what she could remember… Hell, she didn’t remember large chunks of time, but she hoped this wasn’t some taboo hobby lurking in the weeds.
She just knew that the sight of the number tattooed on her arm had given her the chills that she had done her best to suppress for more pressing matters. Clothes, mainly. Things were slipping back into place slowly; enough that she could tell whatever had happened was troubling…
The lockers had caught her eye, namely when she saw the 025 that matched the number on her arm, opening it to find items that were mainly sentimental; a few books, an elastic or two… and blades to match. She’d slipped into the suit and slipped the blades away. If anything those were familiar.
When the screen flickers on there is a pretty – well, paranoid looking blonde on the other side. She’s not quuuuuuiiiiite remembered that ‘line’ is the only face she allows most of the time, though bluntness has not evaded her yet!]
If there is anyone here that can point me in the direction of an obnoxious blond child I would be appreciating it. He is having a hero complex and lacks the ability to speak over a shout… [chewing on her cheek, she straightens; the bare but familiar walls of a sleeping quarters providing the setting for this witch hunt. She seems to reconsider, then:] This STINKS of him.
[And now it’s directed at America, because she knows you, you little ass – she can sense yoooooou. Eyes narrowed and she looks downright mean for such a pretty girl] I do not appreciate lacking certain things, Amerika. Clothing... Memories. Nyet, I do remember most of it, enough to know that you mess everything up so this must be your fault. The least you could be doing is directing me to where you rudely put my brother and sister!
[now it’s open access once more – which is disappointing because she’s slipped in to looking mildly concerned, skin turning a rather ashen tone] Is there anyone out there at all? [Shh, she has an issue with being alone. Quietly. Stiffening her posture, she seemed to collect the stray scraps of whatever emotion had been displayed before, expression falling into a practiced blank slate, her voice matching. Ah, better.]
Whoever is doing this must be found. This ship [as she’d assumed it wasn’t some Hollywood set] is hardly looking safe and is NOT home. This is nothing more than petty kidnapping and you are a coward.
[There may have been a few slurs in there, in Russian – to save the kids’ virgin ears, I’m sure. She’s not someone you want angry toward you, though as there are only what, two actual crewmembers anything she COULD do is pretty useless. Good thing she doesn’t know that yet.]
She just knew that the sight of the number tattooed on her arm had given her the chills that she had done her best to suppress for more pressing matters. Clothes, mainly. Things were slipping back into place slowly; enough that she could tell whatever had happened was troubling…
The lockers had caught her eye, namely when she saw the 025 that matched the number on her arm, opening it to find items that were mainly sentimental; a few books, an elastic or two… and blades to match. She’d slipped into the suit and slipped the blades away. If anything those were familiar.
When the screen flickers on there is a pretty – well, paranoid looking blonde on the other side. She’s not quuuuuuiiiiite remembered that ‘line’ is the only face she allows most of the time, though bluntness has not evaded her yet!]
If there is anyone here that can point me in the direction of an obnoxious blond child I would be appreciating it. He is having a hero complex and lacks the ability to speak over a shout… [chewing on her cheek, she straightens; the bare but familiar walls of a sleeping quarters providing the setting for this witch hunt. She seems to reconsider, then:] This STINKS of him.
[And now it’s directed at America, because she knows you, you little ass – she can sense yoooooou. Eyes narrowed and she looks downright mean for such a pretty girl] I do not appreciate lacking certain things, Amerika. Clothing... Memories. Nyet, I do remember most of it, enough to know that you mess everything up so this must be your fault. The least you could be doing is directing me to where you rudely put my brother and sister!
[now it’s open access once more – which is disappointing because she’s slipped in to looking mildly concerned, skin turning a rather ashen tone] Is there anyone out there at all? [Shh, she has an issue with being alone. Quietly. Stiffening her posture, she seemed to collect the stray scraps of whatever emotion had been displayed before, expression falling into a practiced blank slate, her voice matching. Ah, better.]
Whoever is doing this must be found. This ship [as she’d assumed it wasn’t some Hollywood set] is hardly looking safe and is NOT home. This is nothing more than petty kidnapping and you are a coward.
[There may have been a few slurs in there, in Russian – to save the kids’ virgin ears, I’m sure. She’s not someone you want angry toward you, though as there are only what, two actual crewmembers anything she COULD do is pretty useless. Good thing she doesn’t know that yet.]
[Video]
Considering that America is here, it's not his doing. And none of us can get home.
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Oh, I am sure he is LAMENTING at the idea of being in space. He could still be responsible.
[And lower, maybe even amused -- in that bitchy way she's capable of:] Have you seen Vanya? You seem to be having better luck running into him, hm?
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He arrived the same time the rest of us did and was genuinely just as confused about what was going on. He's not a great actor, so I'd take it as sincere.
As far as I know, he's not here. Thankfully.
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As if I would be bel--[face going stony here] I will take that as you being secure that he is safe back home and not as his presence being UNWANTED...
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... Of course. Why would I ever wish for him not to be somewhere, come now, Natalia, you should know better than that.
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[Natalia can give you a steady hand.]
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Is it such a bad thing that I like having someone familiar near me in a new place like this? It was either him or America and I certainly don't want a thing to do with America, you know.
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[The communicator shows enough that you can see her folding her hands in her lap. Her brow raised in question] Does that seem fair?
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1/??????
YES, YOUR HERO IS HERE, THERE IS NO NEED TO FEAR.....--
[ Wait... that accent... ]
2.????
Oh hell. OH HELL.
TONY, MAKE NOTE OF THIS. RUSSIA'S SISTER IS ON THE SHIP NOW, EVERYBODY SHOULD HIDE THEIR POINTY AND BLUNT OBJECTS. SHE'LL BE CLIMBIN' IN YOUR WINDOWS, SNATCHING YOUR DAGGERS UP---
[ He's aware that Belarus isn't Communist anymore. Other countries have been Communists before get different treatment because this is different. This isn't just former USSR; this is nutso whacko woman that freakishly in love with Russia kind of former USSR. AKA: She is still threatening to him even if he helped her in the past. ]
3/????
Teeth clenching, he points a finger at Belarus. ]
Look. O.K. Your brother obtaining some alien space craft is one thing, but kidnapping his sister on it as well is another thing. That's low, man. Low, low.
And even if you give me the heebie jeebies, it is STILL my responsibility to get you back home to the asylum safely. I'm sure they're missing your company there.
DONE.
[ Cause he didn't hear you the first time. ]
If ANYTHING, I'm trying to get us all out of this mess!
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Bastard! Stop screaming -- people say that I am being bad but you- oh YOU are worse.
Vanya would never do this to me. You're wrong, and if you utter another word I will find you and make teach you how to respect your elders. [another warning shake of the blade. She's got two of them. She can MacGyver more...]
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Look at you and your bad self with knives. Uh, HELLO, projectiles? I've got you beat, babe, you don't start that scary shit with me.
This is so a thing Russia would do. It like, just reeks of Communism. And he's not here as a captive, so explain that.
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[Shooting at her only makes her ANGRIER. She will hulk out on you before filleting you.] Tell me then, why would I be here?
Put away the gun before the children start thinking you are halfway competent.
[video]
Unless this is some roundabout plan to ensure everyone is obedient towards him when they return.
ohgod]
If it's any comfort, most people I've talked to seem to think this was a crazy mistake, some fluke nobody meant to cause. Which means everyone is trying to get us out of it. I doubt anyone really wants us here.
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Still, she doesn't have a problem with Austria besides finding him much too pretty. So, in comparison, ineffective. :|] A fluke? Avstriya; we were captured in deep space- What kind of fluke is this being?
Who is 'everyone'?
[intense staring commence]
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A fluke, I mean -- I would imagine it's some sort of new technology that hasn't been worked out yet.
And by "everyone" I mean the people I've talked to on this ship. Which... admittedly isn't very many, but there are a lot of people that we don't know at all.
...What year is it, for you? I only ask because I've been told I've either lost memory or I'm... from a different time.
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[hey, Austria looks like Austria no matter the time...]
[ video ]
This America individual certainly makes quite the enemies.
video; threadjack
Dude, you don't even know. They're against me cause they're just jealous. It hurts sometimes, man, but you just gotta stay optimistic and press on! Evaluate yourself and remember how KICKASS YOU ARE and how DELUSIONAL everyone else is.
Gives you all the reason to think highly of me, be my bro, make your leader, all that shit. [ HAVE A WINK; HOLLYWOOD SMILE WITH TEETH TWINKLE. ]
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...I'm kind of a girl.
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I am thinking it is a hobby of his...
[ONLY TO BE INTERRUPTED WHY ARE YOU SO RUDE UGH YOU'RE A HORRIBLE FORMER 'BROTHER' FIGURE, AMERICA]
America, shut. Up. How much hot air must you contribute in a span of five minutes?