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Week 5
[It's been five weeks (
And again at 7 am on Sunday the mechanical woman's voice chimes to awaken the remaining champions on Sunday morning. After the initial wake-up call there is no new floor announcement this week.
And again the Champions are awakened they have regained one new memory from the ones they've lost. Starting again on Sunday, as well, Jamie and Bolton will be back to their usual office hours in their usual locations.]
[ooc: welcome to week 5, everyone! Check-in has begun and don't forget to submit your memory regains!]
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"To cover up their own role in fermenting the rebellion."
"You were spying on us!? What kind of captain are you?"
"One who cares about her crew! One who believes that they have the right to know why they're really fighting! How dare you keep something like this a secret?"
"It won't make a difference! We're still at war!"
"You really believe that? How can you sit there and watch people go into battle, knowing that everything the UEAF has told us for the last hundred years has been a lie?"
The War for Lunar Autonomy, bombs on Mars, VHS tapes. All a hundred years ago, and now this.
Yurika gets up and gets to work. She leaves the vitamin bottle on her bed again, the same note on it asking about nearby planets, and heads to the sewing room with a note tucked into her sleeve and a doofy plush toy in her arms. She'll spend some time in there, then go down to the media room to watch some movies. You might find her crying over Deep Impact.]
Whyyyyyyyyyyy?
[After that, she totes the Gekiganger plush up to the roomba cafe and lets it sit on top of one of the roomba cats, zooming around the room.]
The station seems smaller like this, doesn't it?
roomba cafe
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Oh, don't mind me! I'm just thinking too much after that trial.
[She does slide a small note out of her sleeve and slip it down the table, though. Cargo hold is empty. They must be getting their supplies from somewhere else.]
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[She's just going to glance down at the note and squint at it...That writing really is tiny.] ...What is it?
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It's the only things can go if they can't get worse. We just have to remember that.
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[Is this a mourning ritual. Emotional catharsis through terrible movies.]
You doin' all right there?
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[He's just gonna take a seat a space or two away from Yurika.]
Sounds pretty bad, yeah. That's the kind of thing that brings out the best an' worst in humanity, these situations.
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[Just a bit of a sad smile, even if it's a sad one.]
How much do you know about history, Yurika? World War Two?
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[She seems distant at that last part, though, like she's thinking it over.]
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[He spots that tone, though, and files it away for later.]
Big old fascist war machine rolling across Europe, countries falling like dominoes, and then it gets to this tiny little collection of islands in the Atlantic, the UK. And that's where they say no, not here. Stops the Axis powers in Europe in their tracks, more or less.
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[Just. Don't ask him how. Exactly.]
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