ELEVENTH WAVE

[astrogate]

CHARACTERS: any and all
LOCATION: Gravity Couches and beyond
WARNINGS: maybe some swearing, or even some violence, and more than likely some implied (and possibly explicit) nakedness.
SUMMARY: Another month, another jump, another round of new faces.
NOTES: Keeping up with the tradition and copy pasted like always from the last one


You wake up in darkness.


There's a breathing tube jammed down your trachea, and you're suspended in a tube of clear blue fluid. Upon registering your level of consciousness, the gravity couch drains the fluid surrounding you and retracts the breathing apparatus; the doors in front of you open, and you're deposited on the floor of a stark, sterile medical bay.

You are not alone.


There are others who have come before you, others who are awakening beside you. Some may be familiar to you, perhaps even friends. Others have much less amiable plans. Some are merely alien and inexplicable, but there are always those who might mean you harm.

After you catch your breath and your vision returns, you notice a number on the inside of your forearm. Maybe it's a familiar number. Maybe it means something. Maybe it's just a number. But the number—completely unique to you—is a tattoo, and it does not come off.

If you enter the room adjacent to the medbay, you will find a small locker with your number on it, surrounded by rows upon rows of identical lockers. Inside, you will find a few of your personal items, a communications device, and a ship's uniform in your exact size. The comms device is fully powered and connects directly to the ship's network; it's your only means of communication beyond physical conversation. Upon turning the device on, a neutral, automated voice will say, "Please take the blue lift to the passenger quarters." Any other attempts at communicating with the rest of the network are met only with static.

This is your welcome party.

Comments

[shoyu]

... another world? [ that's rather new, enough to make soysauce pause and give a curious blink. and it's a moment he spends humming in thought before giving a small shake of the head. ]

I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's not something I've heard of before. There's definitely been talk of people here being from a variety of worlds, but -- nothing I know of this inter-world travel being a regular occurrence.

[fourseasons]

...Hm. Yes, it was a situation where we were kidnapped against our will, as well, but everything else seems quite different. I had been wondering if they were somehow connected, but it seems difficult to find any possible relations aside from these coincidences.

[He sighs just lightly after that. Usually he'd try to hold it back in front of a stranger, but he's too tired to bother for that level of formality right now. He does bow though.]

I certainly appreciate your answers and assistance, however. Ah... my name is Japan. Pleased to meet you.

[shoyu]

Kidnapped against your will? [ he can't help but furrow his brow a little bit at that. what an awful series of event, going from a place like that and ending up here. ] That does sound rather similar to the the circumstances here, but I'm afraid I'm not aware of any deeper link than that.

[ at least this fellow seems composed enough, despite that little sigh. the polite bow is promptly returned with somewhat theatrical flair, and soysauce beams at japan as he straightens back up. ]

Ah, please do forgive me for being so rude as to forget introductions until now. Please call me Soysauce. It's a pleasure to meet you, sir, and I'd be glad to help out in any possible way!

[fourseasons]

[He can't help but blink in surprise at a name like that, badly trying to cover it up by glancing off in some other direction. Hm... well. He's met stranger people. This person has been kind enough.]

Soysauce-san, then. Ah... I truly appreciate all the help that has been so kindly offered to me. I believe I will continue on my way for now, but I'll keep your offer in mind, surely.

[shoyu]

[ ... san? he doesn't really react to japan's surprised little blink, too used to people's confusion at his stagename, but soysauce does give a curious cant of the head at that word. not something he recognizes. a formality, perhaps? how interesting. and it's quite sincere, not mocking at all, when he smiles at japan with a cheerful nod. ]

This place can be rather confusing, so I'd be glad to be of any assistance if any problems arise later. But yes, of course, please don't let me keep you here! I hope you'll be able to find your way around without trouble, Japan-san.

[ gosh, that last syllable comes out a little clunky but he tried, okay. ]

[fourseasons]

[Oh. Even if it is a little clunky, the effort is certainly noticed, and it should be visible in how Japan's face lightens a bit. Not quite a smile but he's definitely looking pleased.]

Until next time, then. Please take care. [Nodding in farewell, he'll leave Soysauce at that and head off to find who else he can question about things before settling into this new setting.]