Arrival: the second part ish
2016-Feb-16, Tuesday 12:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lastritesAfter her initial arrival, and Lorna's run down of what was going on, all that is left to do is to settle in and see what happens next. Only Legacy can't settle. She has a new life in her head, still adjusting, still settling in, coming to grips. Being in drastically unfamiliar surroundings doesn't help any. The Fortress never really felt safe, but it was a place she knew. All the broken allies and crumbling nooks, they had been familiar at least. This place, even with its soft lights and mellow colors, was jarring and claustrophobic.
She spends most of her time haunting the small spaces she's quarantined in, her temporary quarters and the lounge bar, Ten Forward. She searches for solitude and space, that she can't quite achieve. There's no day or night, not really, not in space. She finds she sleeps little and eats about as much. She suspects everything, even the food. Especially the food. She likes to see her meals prepared, to know what goes in them.
Thus she's like a raw nerve, scratched and bare. The personality of Tempo is restless, agitated by death, and Legacy being thrown out of what little comfort zone she has, makes it all the harder to soothe and settle the new personality, to put it away. Inside of her head it's noisy, messy, emotional, a cacophonous symphony of the restless dead. Outside, she stays quiet mostly, and when she is in Ten Forward, she's in a corner where she can see the whole room. A dramatic figure all in black, with just a hint of green to break up the monotony of color, she watches the stars and sits, sometimes tapping agitatedly on the table top. Sometimes not.
[ooc: Taking her arrival directly from the test drive with Lorna as her meet and greet person.]
She spends most of her time haunting the small spaces she's quarantined in, her temporary quarters and the lounge bar, Ten Forward. She searches for solitude and space, that she can't quite achieve. There's no day or night, not really, not in space. She finds she sleeps little and eats about as much. She suspects everything, even the food. Especially the food. She likes to see her meals prepared, to know what goes in them.
Thus she's like a raw nerve, scratched and bare. The personality of Tempo is restless, agitated by death, and Legacy being thrown out of what little comfort zone she has, makes it all the harder to soothe and settle the new personality, to put it away. Inside of her head it's noisy, messy, emotional, a cacophonous symphony of the restless dead. Outside, she stays quiet mostly, and when she is in Ten Forward, she's in a corner where she can see the whole room. A dramatic figure all in black, with just a hint of green to break up the monotony of color, she watches the stars and sits, sometimes tapping agitatedly on the table top. Sometimes not.
[ooc: Taking her arrival directly from the test drive with Lorna as her meet and greet person.]