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Drokk, this is even better than simulation. The Tsiolkovsky feels like coming home, like a missing heart, and I reach deeply into it. I would navigate the ship through the field safely just to do it, even if no one asked me. The stars are even more …
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Custom Movement; (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 4, 1. Total: 7) Marking XP (4)
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I take a seat at the aux station, carefully. Try to think of what Ioanna would be doing in this space, what would make her valuable here. It makes me feel haunted. What I want to say to Dana is 'I think so', but what comes out of my mouth is what I …
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I try to ignore the people we walk past. Remembering who they are, their looks as they 'recognize' me, it's all dizzying and uncomfortable, and I can't hide from it. I just want to get to the bridge and make this stomm happen. The scars that remain…
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I nod. The call of the ship and the AAU connection, they must be the same. "Sure." It'll be..my bridge. That feels so strange. I hold my helmet in my hands as Dana touches my head, hesitant to get sealed back up. I smile back. "You can come onto. …
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Gwen's the only other person who's said that to me. "I just. Did what came to mind." "Erm,right." I take another deep breath, flushed and confused. "What do I need to do?" I touch Dana's hair, coiling a curl around a finger. My hair's like this b…
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I squeeze her gently. "You saw that? Stomm. It was. Probably as bad as it looked." We're lucky it was a three person walk. My fingers still sting pretty badly. Maybe I'm shaking a little. And I'm trying to connect in my head some kind of line betwe…
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Oh, for drokk's sake. I freeze when Hardigan goes gung-ho on me, leaving my hand on the collar, sizing him up. Does he expect me to pilot in this thing? Hell. I stay still while everyone else leaves, watching them. I give Shimizu one last look and …
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I'm tempted, just once, to let go of the ship and drift away. Suffocation's a pretty quiet way to go, it's nice out here. But I promised Pris I wouldn't give up. This sucks, it hurts, but I'm learning. A pretty solid crash, and then Shimizu is helpi…
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I gasp and grunt into the comms, unheeding of anything but the strain and what it demands of me. I've got to not drokk this up and get us both loosed into space. I settle in, not trying anything fancy. I'm thinking of my Speedball tryouts, like a…
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Drokk, this suit feels manky and old just one minute after wearing it here. I take things slow with Lancome mostly so neither of us gets overheated. It's weird how palpable the memories are out here..I can travel them like a visitor with a map. I'm…
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Rolling with Volatile; (Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 1, 1. Total: 4)
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I push my face back to a neutral pose, which is probably funny by itself. While the countdown goes on, I check the lockpoints on each end of the tether between Lancome and myself, one last time. I guess I should be pretty scared, but ..either someth…
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"Understood." I'm kind of excited. If it's a short walk, well..I'll still be the only one in my Pod who's done one, right? Plus I have more than one tank. We're tethered. There are probably tether points outside. I want to see it. Space, our home s…
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Shimizu..I'm startled by how clearly familiar he is to me. He worked with Ioanna as a technician, someone who kept the interfaces up and running, ran sensors and report. My mouth is a little dry, remembering something I've never experienced. At lea…
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I'm pushed out of some kind of heated dream by my alarm a few minutes before the message comes through. I read the message while lacing up my boots. 'You are perfectly safe' is the exact kind of stomm that would make me run and hide if Dana hadn't s…
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Four hours is better than two, I guess. I touch the screen, then my lips with my fingers. She promises she'll be there. I slump over my Navi on the bed and groan. Drokk, I need to sleep, but I'm so wound up. The longer I feel sorry for myself, the …
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I swallow and nod. It's not easy to tell her no, but it's not just that my podmates need me, it's also such a big change. I need to know what it's like on the other side first. I need to feel that it's right. Listening to Dana's explanation makes s…
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I hold my fingers to the edge of my Navi, rapt with Dana's expressions of relief. I wonder if Dana is the subcommander. What would that mean? I could live on the other side? I think of Gwen and Ourania and Mark and Mi Sun..Ashlee is still missing. …
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With the heel of my palm, I wipe some of the tears off of my face and slow my breathing down again. She loves me. I lift myself back up and look at Dana's face. I don't say it, but I forgive her. One pilot? That..is terrible drokking news. Even wit…
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A jolt passes through me as I study her newly revealed face..she's unmistakable to me. Her words flood me with emotion and conflict, jealousy and love and grieving and anger and pride and shame. It's my turn to lose my power of speech and cry, slow…
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When she fusses with it, I feel like I want to touch her hair. I remember seeing her after some tests. I don't..I don't remember Dana caring for me. Most of those times, when I woke up and my early days in quarantine..I do remember things, but they'…
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I look aside, take a breath. My jaw is tight and I try to loosen it. She didn't call me Ioanna, which is better than it could have been. I know she can't help but think of her. We're alike or we're not alike and I don't feel like I have control ove…
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"I like the suddenness of. Dropping on someone." I explain as best I can. The pounce of being a Lock is the best. A Striker needs a lot of support to find their target, and some luck. When you play Lock, your target has to come towards you. I lean …
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That's the sound of someone taking something personally. It's her. Isn't it? "Doctor Lancome is doing well. I think. I keep bringing her injured people. So I'm probably frustrating." I shift a little. Lancome is so young..I hope the choice from ab…
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Did I receive appropriate medical attention? Did she hear this from Lancome or somewhere else? "I was helped. Right now I'm. Sore but okay." I shift around on my bed, propping my Navi up on my pillow and peering into it. "I guess you. Know my hist…
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I blink a little more at the silhouette..I can't even see what's behind her. Whoever this is. Why the anonymous filters? I have to remember that Ioanna was in her thirties at least. "Not quite ma'am. What. Ah. Can I do for you?"
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The chirping blends with an almost-dream I'm having as the weight of sleep presses me gently. I almost fall out of bed and grumble, "Lights on thirty. Percent." I blink as they adjust up and answer the call. "Smith."
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I keep my face to the wall. That might be Dana, or the Commandant, or just monitored or.. A Lee You're welcome. Tabitha There, groddammit, now I can sleep.
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It's a simple message, but I stare at it for a long time, lightheaded and confused. This is Dana. Or maybe it isn't. I have no way of knowing. I don't know if I should respond, or what I should say if I do. I can't wring more meaning out of these w…