Damara

[damaraatfacetroid]

*Is perfectly fine after the long hike from the spot outside the city where they hid the ship*

...Because they would have confiscated it and then we would be stuck here? It’s stolen, remember?

Anyway, you could have just appeared here like you appeared on my ship if you hadn’t insisted that I come along, so you have no right to gripe.

[damaraatfacetroid]

No! I mean, yes, it IS down, but no I’m not a criminal! Well… I mean… I did steal it from the government, but I’m part of the government, so… Well… I guess technically I haven’t been for a while now, but… I mean, I USED to be part of the government! …and I’ll just put in a formal requisition order when I go back, so its okay! (Man, I’m gonna have to write a lot of those… That’s gonna be an awkward conversation with Mara…)

[damaraatfacetroid]

That’d most likely be the Capitol...

*Glances around at the sky, then, after a moment of hesitation, points her arm in a certain direction*

...That way, I think. It would probably be easier to go back to the ship and fly there, but... well a stolen ship probably won’t go over too well with the officials there...

[damaraatfacetroid]

*Closes her eyes, slowly shifting through the new memories she somehow possesses.*

A mission... top-secret... apprehend somebody... Who was it?

...Oh. It was Martin, that hero... Well that’s weird, why would they do that...?

Hm. He blew up an AU unit. That seems a little off... And the video of the crime... It can’t be terrorism, so why? There’s no motive... But he teleported? Hmm... Ok. So that’s why they were here.

*Paces in a circle around the wrecked ship*

Kreatz’s team must have had the same mission, met up out here. That means that they’ll be back on Daibon soon if they’re not already... Cool. I’ll catch up with him later.

...

I guess that means we’re free to set up that whatever relay thing you were talking about?

[damaraatfacetroid]

*From the ground of the forest, standing next to the destroyed wreck of the Federation gunship, she saw Alaina’s ship fly off into the sky before it turned in a different direction than the other two had*

Ah, dammit, there was another one. I can’t track it with my current setup...

Alex

I can...

*Runs to the wrecked gunship, jumping through fire to reach the apparently destroyed computer system. She puts her hand over the charred piece of equipment and her eyes change to a bright blue-green and she starts mumbling, staring up at the direction the ship had gone. After a few minutes she pulls a piece of paper and a pen out of nowhere and begins writing stuff down at a ridiculous speed. Finally she stops, steps away from the computer, and hands the paper to Damara*

Damara

...Are these... coordinates? What the hell, how can you do that...?

Alex

I dunno, I just sorta do it. Anyway, there was something else inside that computer, but I didn’t really understand it so I’ll let you look.

Damara

*Slowly stepping around destroyed ship parts and fire to get to it*

How? Its totally destroyed.

Alex

Like this.

*Reaches one hand to the computer, and the other toward Damara’s forehead. Her eyes change again*

Damara

Wha-

*Suddenly finds herself enveloped in the digital world. Its not that she ‘sees’ the world around her, but rather that she ‘understands’ it. Its as if data in it’s purest form of language simply begins pouring into her head. Very quickly, it becomes to much and she begins to be overwhelmed by it. It begins to hurt, and the pain grows intense, until finally she starts to scream out loud*

Alex

*Pulls her hands away*

I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you!

Damara

*Visibly shaken up*

There was... so much... it was too... how..? How to you stand it...? I barely survived five seconds in whatever that was... But you stay in there for minutes at a time and seem fine... how...?

Alex

Well... it doesn’t hurt me. Nevermind that, what did you learn?

[damaraatfacetroid]

*The ship flies over the surface of the planet Drelion, running scans for signs of life. Damara herself also watches the surface below, glancing around for any sign of anything suspicious.*

(This forest is thick, but... There. A crashed ship. Highly likely. And there’s a group of life-forms... two other possible ships nearby... the plot thickens.)

*Lands the stolen cargo ship in a nearby clearing in the trees*

[damaraatfacetroid]

Wait, ‘big sis’ what the hell-- wait whatareyou--

*Tackle-glomped by the short girl*

...

...

...

...She fell asleep. I don’t believe it.

*Tips the mostly unconscious Alex onto the floor beside the chair and turns back to the ship’s controls.*

...

...what the hell...

[damaraatfacetroid]

...Dammit. Fine. I’ll help you set it up, too. But I still have to take care of my own business while I’m here... would you be okay staying on the ship, alone-- nevermind, just answered my own question.

...dammit. Fine, you can just come with me.

[damaraatfacetroid]

That... was really detailed, it was nothing like your old explanation. How’d you do that?

...or rather, WHAT did you do?

...Nevermind, I’ll figure that out later. We’ll be arriving soon. I... okay, I’ll help you. But I have some personal business on this planet, so I’ve gotta take care of that. Can you set up this relay-thing alone?

[damaraatfacetroid]

Hey, I didn’t say I would help you, I simply asked you to explain more.

*Glances at the coordinates*

(Wait... that’s Drelion. We’re going there already anyway, I guess there’s no harm in letting her come for now...)

Fine. I’ll take you to there, but don’t think this means I’m agreeing with you. I’ll listen to your explanation, and then make a judgement. That’s it. I’m not agreeing to help you, I’m not agreeing to babysi-- follow you around. I’m just gonna listen, alright?

*Turns back to the controls and acts like she’s changing the coordinates, but really leaves them there*

And if I decide its fishy, I’ll kick you off my ship, got it?

(Although its a stolen ship to begin with...)

[damaraatfacetroid]

...That’s literally the worst explanation of anything I have ever heard in my life. Why don’t you start from the beginning? How did you find out about whatever this ‘thing’ is?

[damaraatfacetroid]

...Oh. Sorry again.

(Crap, change the subject...)

I, uh, still don’t know WHY you appeared on my ship, mind telling me?

[damaraatfacetroid]

*Blinks several times*

(...She’s still just a kid, after all...)

Hey, cheer up. How old are you, 15? I’m sure you’ll grow into what you want soon enough. Don’t worry, it’ll stop soon.

[damaraatfacetroid]

*Suddenly realizes her mistake and begins apologizing profusely*

I’m so sorry! I just thought about your name and--... I mean, you sorta look like--.... Its just that you’ve got such a brusque--... I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Please forgive me!

(Crap, I’ve gone and offended her with the first thing I said... And then I went and kept on making it worse...)

[damaraatfacetroid]

That... sorta sounds like something I remember... Where have I seen that before...?

*Shakes her head*

Nevermind. I guess I’m Damara, nice to meet you Alex. Two new questions present themselves to me, though... First, why, then, did you appear on this ship? Second... why are you wearing a skirt?

[damaraatfacetroid]

*Taken aback by the sudden inrush of words, she’s stunned for a moment*

...I... wasn’t planning on crashing the ship... just calm down and talk to me. Who are you? How did you get on the ship mid-flight?

[damaraatfacetroid]

*Jumps out of her seat, suddenly startled by the knock at the door*

What the hell...? How could anyone be on the ship...?

*Walks slowly, cautiously, to the door to the cockpit and opens it, only to see a teenager in a suit standing there*

...what...