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a bumpy start! {glyphcomm + action}
You wake up to the sound of alarms and a distinct sensation of quaking, and you're quite obviously not where you're supposed to be. This room is strangely shaped, nothing you recognize, and you definitely don't remember how you got here. The room is bathed in soft red light, which might look pretty, except it's blinking in a way that you can probably guess signals danger.
There's a symbol on the back of your hand that you don't remember acquiring, either, but that's probably less important at the moment than the sound of the alarms shrieking and the prerecorded voice speaking over the intercom. It's one of those bland, agender voices, entirely too calm in tone for the message it's relaying:
WARNING
WARNING
IMPACT THREAT DETECTED
EVASIVE ACTION REQUIRED
There’s a loud crash and another violent shaking, as that impact threat collides with the ship’s hull. The warning message continues to repeat on a loop amidst the blaring of the alarm. All passengers should be conscious now, with the noise at such a high volume. Opening your cabin door reveals a nondescript hallway, with five cabin doors on each side for a total of ten on each floor; the doors to the empty cabins are unlocked and inside the cabins hold the same plain, basic furnishings as your own. Halfway into the hallway, there is a lift on one side and a set of stairs on the other.
There's a symbol on the back of your hand that you don't remember acquiring, either, but that's probably less important at the moment than the sound of the alarms shrieking and the prerecorded voice speaking over the intercom. It's one of those bland, agender voices, entirely too calm in tone for the message it's relaying:
WARNING
IMPACT THREAT DETECTED
EVASIVE ACTION REQUIRED
There’s a loud crash and another violent shaking, as that impact threat collides with the ship’s hull. The warning message continues to repeat on a loop amidst the blaring of the alarm. All passengers should be conscious now, with the noise at such a high volume. Opening your cabin door reveals a nondescript hallway, with five cabin doors on each side for a total of ten on each floor; the doors to the empty cabins are unlocked and inside the cabins hold the same plain, basic furnishings as your own. Halfway into the hallway, there is a lift on one side and a set of stairs on the other.
no subject
[Spoken flatly, and with a half-turn away. Mid-boost, he does turn his eyes toward Jack again- but a cursory glance of her moving her lips as if she's murmuring something to herself causes him to look elsewhere. Quickly.
She's a complete stranger. Could be some kind of prayer. Or a self-help mantra. Either way, none of his business.
And at the hand...
What she does is reminiscent of Aerith. How she'd expected him to take that exact hint in the Sector 5 underpass, and he hadn't.
He'd actually felt bad then.
But this woman, whoever she is, she's not her. So. He lifts his eyes from the screen to her, letting them linger on her face. ]
Good one. Shinra's the only conglomerate there is.
[His eyes move back to the screen. Should he press any of the buttons? ...Probably not.]
no subject
[wow, she’s really gonna be left hanging like that on the high five? rude, but jack will live. she drops her arm back to her side and shrugs.]
I don’t really need to explain the whole thing where we’re suddenly not where we’re from anymore, do I? ‘Cause that would be pretty disappointing.