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REPORT 012 :: REMINISCENCE // ACCIDENTAL VIDEO | VOICE
[The feed is activated when the journal drops from the hand of the Spartan, revealing an apartment with only the armored figure walking by. She takes off and drops the helmet with an unusual violence, and sits in a wall while staring at the window.
For minutes, she does nothing except looking at the opening, seemingly immobile as the wind coming through it caressed her hair, as if she was as solid as the armor she wore.
She stands up, picks her helmet, and shuts the feed.]
[ENCRYPTED TO THE BLUE ROGUES AND VALVALIS]
I'll be on the mountains. Don't look for me.
((OOC: It won't be a hiatus (for now), but for a week or perhaps more, Daisy will be exploring the mountains for the time to think and be alone, to remember and ponder about her life*, and to contact Kippin. It's been nearly a week since the event, but for her? It's the last straw on the camel's back, and she needs to walk it off for a while. Even killing aliens wouldn't cheer her up for this.
Of particular note? Superman and Michael... will have somewhat triggering reactions. She doesn't hate them (quite the contrary), but she will because, again, they're part of something she has always wanted to have.THAT MEANS YOU ARE FREE TO ANNOY HER! TALK TO HER! NOW! I WANT TO BREAK HER EVEN MORE!
*Perhaps an excuse to make an IC complete history section? It seemed a bit too cold for me when I was writing it like a report. Something on the style of the Halo: Evolutions tale The Return could be a bit more fitting for a character like her.))
For minutes, she does nothing except looking at the opening, seemingly immobile as the wind coming through it caressed her hair, as if she was as solid as the armor she wore.
She stands up, picks her helmet, and shuts the feed.]
[ENCRYPTED TO THE BLUE ROGUES AND VALVALIS]
I'll be on the mountains. Don't look for me.
((OOC: It won't be a hiatus (for now), but for a week or perhaps more, Daisy will be exploring the mountains for the time to think and be alone, to remember and ponder about her life*, and to contact Kippin. It's been nearly a week since the event, but for her? It's the last straw on the camel's back, and she needs to walk it off for a while. Even killing aliens wouldn't cheer her up for this.
Of particular note? Superman and Michael... will have somewhat triggering reactions. She doesn't hate them (quite the contrary), but she will because, again, they're part of something she has always wanted to have.
*Perhaps an excuse to make an IC complete history section? It seemed a bit too cold for me when I was writing it like a report. Something on the style of the Halo: Evolutions tale The Return could be a bit more fitting for a character like her.))
[Voice]
It wasn't. [A pause.] It's losing it what hurt. [Realizing she had no past, no family, and no one from her world.] I didn't want to feel that again.
[Voice]
Still... it's not like either of us has gone anywhere.
[Voice]
[As much as Daisy would want to avoid everyone, he is right. Alexei is still here. Superman is still here. Michael is still here.]
How will you take those that were family? Right now, it's... odd.
[At least it's easier for Daisy in that matter. She is oblivious to Michael flirting with women.]
[Voice]
[After that experiment... Michael's not entirely sure he COULD flirt with Daisy.]
[Voice]
Maybe...
[Perhaps even with who was supposed to be their dad.]
It's going to take me some time. Maybe it's too soon for me.
[Right now she's amazed she hasn't broken down in front of Michael.]
[Voice]
[Voice]
...
[She didn't refer to him by his rank or last name. She berates herself for it.]
It feels too close.
[This is mentioned as if it was a bad thing. In her mind, for a Spartan, it should be.
[Voice]
Understandable... still, at the end of the day, we need to watch out for each other here I think.
[Voice]
[The last part is spoken low, thinking. It'd be up to Michael if he hears it or not. Daisy is emo.]