spam & video . 10th transformation

[permutates]

[ She changes in an empty cabin. She has practiced this appearance in front of the mirror until she has it perfect: hair curled, an old-style nurse's uniform like the kind she saw in America when she was a child. Earnest, soft hands, a sweet smile. She perfects it, carefully, and then tentatively steps out into the hallway.

And now she wanders, her steps soft, her hands clutched to her chest. She acts as though she has never been here before. ]

Hello?

[ video ]

Is this how you - oh! I broke it!

[ The camera faces a young woman, blonde, beautiful, wide-eyed. This transmission comes from Red's communicator. ]

…are you sure? I think I - oh, it's on me. Oh! Is my hair all right? [ Her hand flies to the curls. ]


[ OOC NOTE: Raven has decided to invent and assume an alternate personality, after the horrible stuff she did in the flood. I'm okay with her being reasonably discovered, but would like her to be able to keep up the facade in public for at least a little while. Let her experiment a little. So please talk to me first if you would like your character to figure it out!

Her pretend personality is a new inmate, from 1940s in America. An aspiring nurse. ]

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Spam; WITH THE RIGHT JOURNAL THIS TIME.

[canfindrope]

[Red's in the hallway - human form, thankfully, so there's no chance of her sniffing out the truth of Raven's form. She just thinks Raven is another new person, who she gives a smile to.] Hey.

YAY

[permutates]

[Red - Red is good. Raven lets her features brighten, on the sight of a fellow woman's face. (Remember Anya: I wanted to be one of those liberated women. That is Lily.]

Oh! Hello, I think I've gotten lost, or - can you tell me where I am?

[Worry, but not panic. Lily is competent. Lily isn't flighty. She is good.]

<3 <3 <3

[canfindrope]

[If she could only read minds, she'd be telling Raven how she was good, too. She didn't know what a liberated woman was, but she was sure Raven could be that, as well...

But instead, she thinks top herself - this must be an inmate. She reaches out to try and gently place a hand on "Lily's" arm.]

IT's called the barge...

[permutates]

Oh, I'm sure I wasn't near a dock. I have a deathly fear of boats.

[canfindrope]

It... Um. It doesn't work like that. [she reaches out to touch the girls arm, gently.] I think you must have died.

[permutates]

[Her mouth forms a perfect 'o' of shock.]

No!

I remember, I was just in the hospital basement. I was looking for the - oh, what was it. And I heard a noise...

[canfindrope]

Hey... [She's definitely taking Raven's hand, now. Clutching it.] It's okay. You're back, now...

It's. Um. It's sort of complicated.

[video]

[routemistress]

Looks brilliant, lovey. I see you met Red. I'm Iris - Iris Wildthyme. Eee, your timing's brilliant.

[video]

[permutates]

I only used the intercom at the hospital once and it broke. I - oh, hello! A pleasure to meet you, Iris.

[secretasshole]

[David just stares back, registering that he doesn't recognize here and therefore she's probably new, so - somewhat unfortunately - he's probably going to have to explain where she is and how everything works.]

Hello.

[permutates]

...Hello.

To whom am I speaking? Mister...?

[secretasshole]

David. Have you been briefed on what to expect in your time on board?

[permutates]

Red's been awful nice. Let's see - I'm dead, I'm on a Barge - [ And she gives a delicate shudder. ] And I can't do much about it. Is that just about all?

[secretasshole]

Not exactly, but those are generally good first points to cover.

[permutates]

What else would you say?

[secretasshole]

Be prepared to lose your warden, when you're eventually assigned one.

[shakenandlimp]

It's all right, miss-- I know they're alarming, these things, but they are difficult to break, you haven't hurt anything. [Bush recognizes those difficulties as being similar to his own at first trying these devices, and hastens to reassure her. She's also quite pretty, and that is an incentive in itself.]

[permutates]

I don't think I like it... isn't it better just to talk to someone?

[shakenandlimp]

Oh, of course, but this is a matter of convenience. Why, it's twenty times better than signalling- [He comes to a halt, realizing that she will never have bent a signal flag onto a line and run it up, or tried to read flags in a gale.]

Well, there are times, ain't there, when it's easier simply to have a way to talk and not need to stop everyone from what they're doing?

[permutates]

Doesn't the screen give you a headache? I never liked those new televisions.

Are you a sailor?

[shakenandlimp]

Yes, miss. Captain William Bush, his Britannic Majesty's Royal Navy. It was 1814. [He knows well enough to add that last.]

[permutates]

Oooh, a Navy boy! Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, sir.

Helping our boys is why I want to be a nurse. On the battlefield, like.

wow the latest I am sorry /o\

[wecanavenge]

Your hair. [Oh my god are you for real.] That's your concern.

[permutates]

Girl always has to look her best.

[wecanavenge]

On a ship filled with dangerous criminals. I hope you're a warden.