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[Rosamund had found her profile rather quickly after speaking with the young man, and was keeping a sharp eye out for a curly head of hair and a comely face ever since. It's another day or two before she spots her, at the bar of all places.
She makes a casual beeline towards her, extending a hand once she's near. To shake this time, not to kiss. We're leaving royal decorum behind for now.]
Captain Lovelace, I presume?
She makes a casual beeline towards her, extending a hand once she's near. To shake this time, not to kiss. We're leaving royal decorum behind for now.]
Captain Lovelace, I presume?
Ah. Yes. So you've read about me.
[Not a sentence she's totally happy to hear, but she's had plenty of time to get used to it.
She assumes the seat next to her, sitting primly with her hands folded in her lap.]
Forgive the interruption, but we share a mutual friend! Kazuki? He mentioned you to me.
[Not a sentence she's totally happy to hear, but she's had plenty of time to get used to it.
She assumes the seat next to her, sitting primly with her hands folded in her lap.]
Forgive the interruption, but we share a mutual friend! Kazuki? He mentioned you to me.
It would be a waste of those profiles to not look through them. But we could always pretend things are normal and that I haven't seen it.
[ not the first person she's played that game with. ]
You're not interrupting. There's nothing to interrupt. [ there's a vague restlessness just radiating off of her, but she makes a little 'go ahead' gesture as rosamund sits. ] Yeah? I've talked to the kid.
[ not the first person she's played that game with. ]
You're not interrupting. There's nothing to interrupt. [ there's a vague restlessness just radiating off of her, but she makes a little 'go ahead' gesture as rosamund sits. ] Yeah? I've talked to the kid.
No no no, it's better to have it all aired out I think. A few less secrets to keep, not that I've got many.
[Just don't call her an open book.]
He's such a nice boy, isn't he? [She nods, as if to answer herself.] But anyway, we were speaking about any possibilities of leaving the ship. I've never...sssssailed?
[She mulls that one over for a second.]
I've never sailed through the sky before, and he said it might be wise to look for a captain with real experience before planning too far ahead. Then he mentioned you, and I read your profile, and you sound so very capable! I was impressed.
[Just don't call her an open book.]
He's such a nice boy, isn't he? [She nods, as if to answer herself.] But anyway, we were speaking about any possibilities of leaving the ship. I've never...sssssailed?
[She mulls that one over for a second.]
I've never sailed through the sky before, and he said it might be wise to look for a captain with real experience before planning too far ahead. Then he mentioned you, and I read your profile, and you sound so very capable! I was impressed.
I'm sure we've all still got some left.
He's... a kid. [ neutral. lovelace doesn't interact with kids much... but, a smile at that, and at the compliment. ]
I'm sure everyone here's capable in their own ways. Probably. For the record, I don't think escaping this ship is realistic. Not unless there's another ship for us to take, and without knowing my way around here, I wouldn't assume.
Taking over the ship, though... [ is what she thinks is a more realistic way of choosing where they go and getting people home. ]
He's... a kid. [ neutral. lovelace doesn't interact with kids much... but, a smile at that, and at the compliment. ]
I'm sure everyone here's capable in their own ways. Probably. For the record, I don't think escaping this ship is realistic. Not unless there's another ship for us to take, and without knowing my way around here, I wouldn't assume.
Taking over the ship, though... [ is what she thinks is a more realistic way of choosing where they go and getting people home. ]
[Hmm.
Also taking notes on that absolute neutral reaction to Kazuki.]
Honestly? You are speaking my language.
[Rosamund scoots a little closer, speaks a little lower.]
My thoughts were that if there is such a ship, or we dock at a port somewhere, that we might send a small crew off first to send for help.
Ideally I'd like to take everyone, but Kazuki said these escape boats are pretty small. So we would have to be careful about selecting a crew.
Also taking notes on that absolute neutral reaction to Kazuki.]
Honestly? You are speaking my language.
[Rosamund scoots a little closer, speaks a little lower.]
My thoughts were that if there is such a ship, or we dock at a port somewhere, that we might send a small crew off first to send for help.
Ideally I'd like to take everyone, but Kazuki said these escape boats are pretty small. So we would have to be careful about selecting a crew.
[ lovelace will also lower her voice to talk a little more conspiratorially... ]
With all of us coming from different worlds and how big all of space is, I don't know if splitting off into smaller crews is going to help all of us. I wouldn't stop anyone who wanted to go off on their own, but I wouldn't count on them getting anything done for the rest of us once they're gone, either.
With all of us coming from different worlds and how big all of space is, I don't know if splitting off into smaller crews is going to help all of us. I wouldn't stop anyone who wanted to go off on their own, but I wouldn't count on them getting anything done for the rest of us once they're gone, either.
[There's no where to be right now that feels right. The Observation Deck is far too public, the Food Court too popular, the bar always crowded. Rosamund has taken refuge in the least bombastic shop in the concourse she can find: the book store.
She's on the ground leafing through a travel book when a shadow crosses over her feet. She looks up wearily.]
...Miss Lovelace, hello.
[Long time no see.]
She's on the ground leafing through a travel book when a shadow crosses over her feet. She looks up wearily.]
...Miss Lovelace, hello.
[Long time no see.]
[That gets a laugh out of her.]
I'll keep that in mind. Though no one's said any such thing yet.
[She looks down when the second question comes, plucking at the corner of the tome.]
Not really. I just wanted to look at something different. [She swallows.] I think...I truly can't stand this place.
I'll keep that in mind. Though no one's said any such thing yet.
[She looks down when the second question comes, plucking at the corner of the tome.]
Not really. I just wanted to look at something different. [She swallows.] I think...I truly can't stand this place.
Good. I wouldn't expect them to.
[ she doesn't think this crew is that thoughtless. ]
... Yeah. I've had about enough of it, too. [ thinking for a moment. and she knows this is really not a good solution, doesn't really fix the problem or count as an escape, but: ] There's always the sim room.
[ she doesn't think this crew is that thoughtless. ]
... Yeah. I've had about enough of it, too. [ thinking for a moment. and she knows this is really not a good solution, doesn't really fix the problem or count as an escape, but: ] There's always the sim room.
There is.
[She dips in and out of it at times. When she misses the smell of trees the most, or yearns for familiar stone-stacked towers and wooden hovels. Slick chrome has a way of drying you out, mind and body alike.]
What's your favourite thing to make in there? Anything from home?
[She dips in and out of it at times. When she misses the smell of trees the most, or yearns for familiar stone-stacked towers and wooden hovels. Slick chrome has a way of drying you out, mind and body alike.]
What's your favourite thing to make in there? Anything from home?
Yeah. I get that. [She nods. Finally she concedes defeat, slotting the book back into the shelf as she speaks.] I've turned it into my old tower a few times, but that doesn't feel very comforting either. I prefer to make it the woods. Or places I've been since I left home.
They are, sometimes. [The tower was bittersweet, and the woods could be dangerous. But the latter held more promise.
She lets the silence trickle between them for a moment. Then stops beating around the bush.]
Did you know them very well? Eunhyuk, or Viktor?
She lets the silence trickle between them for a moment. Then stops beating around the bush.]
Did you know them very well? Eunhyuk, or Viktor?
I didn't either. [She glances away, picking at the folds of her skirt.] I spoke to Viktor a few times, but never for long. And Eunhyuk...barely told me anything about himself.
[And yet she'd been drawn to him. Can't deny that now, not to herself nor to anyone who'd been watching earlier.]
He was very kind to me, but he didn't ever explain anything. Or let me know what he was dealing with, or why he had to be so secretive.
Are men just like that?
[And yet she'd been drawn to him. Can't deny that now, not to herself nor to anyone who'd been watching earlier.]
He was very kind to me, but he didn't ever explain anything. Or let me know what he was dealing with, or why he had to be so secretive.
Are men just like that?
[That draws a laugh from her. She covers her mouth with dainty fingers, even if the sound itself is scarcely audible.]
You're right, I forgot how noisy some men can be.
[Pouring some out for her dear sweet friends right now.]
You really think so? [She looks to the older woman, still sheepish, still miserable, but with a hint of placidity. More calm than she had been to start, for certain.] I don't know that it'll be the last time we have to lose someone on board. But...I hope it's the last time we feel like strangers.
You're right, I forgot how noisy some men can be.
[Pouring some out for her dear sweet friends right now.]
You really think so? [She looks to the older woman, still sheepish, still miserable, but with a hint of placidity. More calm than she had been to start, for certain.] I don't know that it'll be the last time we have to lose someone on board. But...I hope it's the last time we feel like strangers.
Biggest problem with a quiet type here is that something could happen before they break open. It takes time, and we just... don't necessarily have it.
[ okay that thought stopped being comforting half way through. good work. ]
It's probably not the last. But hey. We'll bond through the trauma.
[ okay that thought stopped being comforting half way through. good work. ]
It's probably not the last. But hey. We'll bond through the trauma.
[She's been waiting in high anxiety after each person's turn in the med bay. Hoping to catch them lucid, healed if only by halves. She enters once she's certain it's Ms. Lovelaces' turn, feeling antsy about her offerings but uncertain what else to bring her. Can't do food if her neck's been pierced.]
Captain? Hello?
[She tiptoes in, a few fresh folded silken shirts in her arms and a small stack of books, maybe a magazine. Anything that might work as a kind gesture in these horrible and unusual times.]
Are you feeling a bit better? How's your neck?
Captain? Hello?
[She tiptoes in, a few fresh folded silken shirts in her arms and a small stack of books, maybe a magazine. Anything that might work as a kind gesture in these horrible and unusual times.]
Are you feeling a bit better? How's your neck?
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