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entranceway2017-05-22 08:41 pm
revolter) wrote in entranceway2017-05-22 08:41 pm
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[ on what must be one of the first days of relative peace, a feed opens to present a newcomer. Leia is dressed as she normally would, all in white, collar high. The clothes she came with have been tossed away but there is nothing she can do about the ugly bruise on her neck, circular, red. it would turn to purple in a few days and is a dead giveaway for a collar of metal that bit into her skin until very recently.
her palms tell a story too, skin peeling at places, red and irritated from when she pulled on metal. However, it'd be difficult to pass her for the slave girl whose part she'd been forced to play. There's an air of authority to her even now.
Oh, and there's the blaster she tucks just beneath her belt, a touch of black on an otherwise white palette. ]
Well, this is rich.
[ biting with just a hint of sass but then, she seems to realize her message is finally being sent. ]
I see no practical reason for so much technology when we all live in the same cell.
[ this is what she calls this, a cell. A prison is a prison, vast as it may be. ]
But if you hear my message, know I mean you no harm. I understand I've come in a time of great peril [ somehow, she senses it in the very air around the halls ]. My own world is in great peril as well, it is urgent that they'll receive any help available if they're to see our mission done.
[ a beat. ]
We share the same predicament, I ask that we share information as well. If there is anything worth knowing about this system, I'd hear it and if any assistance is needed, I will supply.
her palms tell a story too, skin peeling at places, red and irritated from when she pulled on metal. However, it'd be difficult to pass her for the slave girl whose part she'd been forced to play. There's an air of authority to her even now.
Oh, and there's the blaster she tucks just beneath her belt, a touch of black on an otherwise white palette. ]
Well, this is rich.
[ biting with just a hint of sass but then, she seems to realize her message is finally being sent. ]
I see no practical reason for so much technology when we all live in the same cell.
[ this is what she calls this, a cell. A prison is a prison, vast as it may be. ]
But if you hear my message, know I mean you no harm. I understand I've come in a time of great peril [ somehow, she senses it in the very air around the halls ]. My own world is in great peril as well, it is urgent that they'll receive any help available if they're to see our mission done.
[ a beat. ]
We share the same predicament, I ask that we share information as well. If there is anything worth knowing about this system, I'd hear it and if any assistance is needed, I will supply.
(video)
[ There's nothing in Leia that seems surprised or startled by his appearances. Some systems had odd folk, this is hardly anything new. At least he's easier to understand than a Wookie. ]
Transmission of information isn't as quick, though it is possible.
[ if they had secure lines like this, it would have made it all that much easier. in fact- ]
Is there any way to secure this line?
(video) → (private)
[but most things are crap where Rocket is concerned. especially if he didn't make it himself.] Yeah. Hang on.
[and he does some fancy typing and voila! instant filter.] I haven't had a chance to up the security on it, 'cause I got no idea how much the frickin' royals around here have on their side, but it keeps everybody stuck here out. Just in case there's somebody here you really hate.
(private)
[ the royals, the kidnappers, the ones who leia is already conspiring against. ]
But we must do with what we have and it seems, we have a brilliant mind in our midst.
[ useful, practical, she can appreciate that. ]
Do you think you can show me how to do that?
(private)
I know the Duchess and the Queens and, hell, all the little Wonderland natives that ain't us have got access to the network, but they only ever broadcast- they don't talk to us outside that unless you catch 'em on the grounds. It's messed up, but it gives a lot of credence to this place bein' more of a box than a planet.
[he gesticulates with his own communicator in hand.] There should be a little button on the side for filters. Like I said- simple. One more comfortable amenity that Wonderland offers along with beds and closets that give you things when you ask.
(private)
[ but she does smile around the words. ]
You can meet them on the grounds? They dare risk going outside to roam among the people they've trapped here?
[ why? is the question that bothers her. she'd have blasted the bastards if she could had she caught them on the grounds. ]
(private)
(private)
[ a dangerous thing to say, especially as her captors might be reading this but Leia doubts they don't already know what's her take on this.
If they expect her to linger by quietly, they're sorely mistaken. ]
I've never asked your name.
(private)
(private)
[ and it does make her smile. ]
You say your stay here has been extensive?
(private)
[he'll find something else to call you, don't worry.] Anyway, it's been about three years, yeah.
(private)
[ and han isn't here which means that no, it probably won't work but the attitude is appreciated. it's nice to see some with a bit of spunk. ]
Three years? these bastards kept you here for three years?
[ she doesn't know what she had been expecting, but not that. not this long. ]
(private)
A few folks have been here longer, but I think it taps out at six for the most part.