crux_fleet | 0001: A New Beginning

Whatever your activities before, they're interrupted by a sudden lurching feeling, like someone's put a hook into the pit of your very being and yanked. There's a brief burst, a brilliantly twisting tunnel? And then silence. Stars fill your vision, along with bodies, machines, and not much else before everything mercifully goes black. The shock of it, more than the lack of air.

And then, there's sound. There's not much at first. Beeping. Lots of beeping. Some of it is irritatingly loud, and apparently it's the cause of a lot of excitement. When vision returns, the first thing to note would be alien writing blinking in your field of vision, displayed on a monitor or a clear bubble somewhere. Alien, but familiar enough for you to read "Awakening". Whatever that means, you're apparently not alone, as people in black and white uniforms are rushing through the large room you're in, the room filled with people hooked up to all kinds of machines. Of course, some of them don't look entirely like people.

All of a sudden, a haggered face fills your field of vision. "Great Shades of Elvis! Another one! Look, please remain calm." The poor nurse turns and starts to fiddle with some of the machines surrounding you. "There's been an accident, but you're okay. Try to stay quiet and don't disturb the other patients. Someone will be with you in a moment." They turn away to shout across the room, as if that wouldn't disturb anyone. "Hoi, Oglaf! Mark this one as alive so Security can take them for the briefing!" He gestures at some official looking people in red and black uniforms assisting other patients into wheelchairs. "Just flag one of them down, they'll take you to the briefing. We'll explain everything. Just don't panic, you're in good hands." He grins and pats your shin. "Welcome to the Fleet, eh? 'scume, someone else is starting to budge and I gotta make sure it's not some poor sot swallowed his tongue again." With that, he leaves you alone with your thoughts and the bright lights.

[Medical Arrival | Hangar Arrival | Briefing | Post-Briefing 1 | Post-Briefing 2]

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The second time it happens, she's a bit more level-headed. After all, she's doing nothing wrong. There's nothing negative to say about a queen who cares about the way she looks, even if she requires more time than others to be sure of herself under these... odd circumstances.

She turns to face the one addressing her... then cranes her head back to actually see this person, much to her surprise. She vaguely recalls seeing this strange creature during the briefing, but the way she presents herself is rather unexpected (though not unwanted). Her appearance reminds Eve of the demons, but she's never known a demon to be so... friendly?

Her expression remains blank, but she's still staring. Ah, this isn't how a queen should act when being addressed.

"Eve thanks you for the compliment," she says, straightening out the hems of the dress. "It has been... well maintained, while Eve was offline." The phrasing is a bit awkward, and she's not sure how else to reply. She really doesn't remember owning this dress. Would it be correct to say she's been taking care of it?

"Eve?" Tsumugi asked, as she got a closer look. "Oh! Didn't I just meet you earlier? Hello, and it's no trouble at all! I was just telling the truth."

"We were very fortunate that the crew here took care of us while we were unconscious! I should find some of the staff later and thank them for their efforts."

Hmm... was it just her imagination, or was there something different about Eve?

Eve blinks once. 'Didn't I just meet you earlier?' Yes, in a way, since they'd both been at the briefing... but they had not spoken, nor been introduced. Calling that a meeting of any sort was misleading.

"... Eve does not remember being introduced," she says, her expression shifting into a slight frown. Is it because of a misunderstanding, or damage to her memory? "If we have truly met before, Eve apologizes for not remembering. Today has been... unusual for Eve."

'Unusual' could probably apply to everyone today, but she was under the impression that most people received belongings that they remembered were theirs.

"Um, it's no problem. I'm just a little surprised that you forgot so quickly! I said hello to your robots, and told you a little about the Cydonia..."

Actually, wasn't it rather strange? Certainly there were absent-minded people around, but she'd seen Eve entering information about their conversation into her database.

She pauses, looking to one of her drones. It makes a quiet chattering sound and shakes its head (er, body). Sorry, Tsumugi, never seen you before.

"There is no entry on 'Cydonia' in Eve's database," she states simply, turning back to face her. "You are most likely confusing Eve with some other passenger aboard this ship. It is a misunderstanding."

"Eh? Well, if you say so," Tsumugi said, looking a little confused. "But I'm sure I saw you enter all that information into your database. In that case, should I introduce myself again? I'm Shiraui Tsumugi, from the seed ship Cydonia. And you're Eve of the Nasods, right?"

Right? Because otherwise this was going to be confusing.

0001: A New Beginning

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this is stupidly late wow

np!

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