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Lydia Martin ([info]bansheecries) wrote in [info]toboldlyrpg,
@ 2017-08-07 17:51:00

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Who: Lydia and OPEN
When: 226408.07
Where: Observation Deck
Why: Lydia is exploring
What: Because she still doesn't believe she is on a space ship
Status: Open/On going
Ratings: Low?



Lydia was still hoping this was some sort of dream. That she was going to wake up back in Beacon Hills and in her bed. But she didn't. She was here, on a ship in space. Her red hair flowed freely as she came to wear that uniform the ship provided them. She wasn't a fan of it, but there was nothing she could do about it. Least for right now.

Since Lydia wasn't sure where she was going, she wandered around. That is until she came across an entry that read observation deck. Curious she would enter, and nearly lost her breath. Slowly, she came towards that glass that looked out into space and stars she would come to exhale deeply at this point. Seeing the millions of stars all around made her almost forget about her sadness.



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[info]thebrowncoat
2017-08-08 07:24 pm UTC (link)
"All right, I believe you," Mal said. He was unsure if he believed her, but he was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt. If he could show up in a place where Shepherd Book was still alive and the Alliance didn't exist, except in a way that made it even slightly better, it's possible that banshees could exist.

What he didn't like, however, was someone thinking that he would tell on them. That wasn't the Mal Reynolds way. Regardless, she didn't know that, and unlike River, he couldn't read minds. "They're lettin' people go down a couple times a day. I'm s'posed to go down in a few days, with my engineer Kaylee."

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[info]bansheecries
2017-08-08 10:31 pm UTC (link)
"Is there a place you have to sign up?" She asked as she came to look away from the planet and focus on Mal. She came to take in his clothing once more as she gave a light chuckle. She'd never seen anyone dressed like him before.

"Where are you from anyways?" She asked wondering if he was from the past or if the future turned into the past.

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[info]thebrowncoat
2017-08-09 08:50 pm UTC (link)
"Don't rightly know. Shepherd Book told me about it, and I figure that whenever I see him next I'll ask," Mal replied, crossing his arms and staring not at the planet, but into the black. Book had said that he could be a pilot here, if he wanted. The idea was tempting, but Mal wasn't ready to let go of his independence just yet.

"Me? I'm from a planet called Shadow. Ain't nobody there now, seein' as it was destroyed some years back."

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[info]bansheecries
2017-08-10 01:51 am UTC (link)
"I'm sorry." She replied once she learned his planet was gone. "I'll ask him if I ever meet him. I haven't met anyone. Well except you." She replied as she came to watch him for the moment.

Her frame coming to take a seat on the floor as she looked out to the dark skies and stars all around the ship.

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