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((Talking to Losing))

The female marine gestured to the newcomer.

"Mademoiselle, s'il vous plaît venez ici. Come here, please."

The tricky thing
Is yesterday we were just children
Playing soldiers
Just pretending

Dance is the hidden language of the soul.

(( Sorry, posted before I saw Kiana was going up to the scanner lady.. just talk to her after your done talking to Kiana ))

Rose watched and listened as everything unfolded around her, between Favian trying to call a vote and being shot down to the armored man saying they would force no one to come if they weren't willing.. as well as the fact that they expected the survivors to follow the same rules the rest had to aboard the ship. She nodded her head, understanding just by the tone in this man's voice and the way that he carried himself that he meant her nor anyone else any harm. She was good at reading people and she knew this one meant no harm. Simply the air that he carried himself with made her want to trust him. Shifting her bag on her back, she chewed her lip gently, glancing over at Favian. He seemed almost annoyed by the whole situation, like it was just taking too much time for his liking. Didn't he realize how important this was?

What Favian said next, about not giving at rat's a** about what anyone else did and that he was getting on the ship regardless, Rose felt like she had just been slapped across the face. Did he really not care about her decision as well? He didn't even give her a backwards glance when he said these words, striding forward confidently to board the ship. Crossing her arms over her chest in an angry huff, she steamed for a moment before following suit. She paused by the man in the golden armor, saying sincerely "I don't know why you're here, but thank you for coming." She nodded at him and smiled ever so slightly before walking away, towards the open ship and the woman who stood by it. By the time she got there Favian was making a comment about the woman's sexy accent and how the French made great lovers. He then said he was already taken and looked back at her. She rolled her eyes at him, just even more annoyed with his antics after that show.

She waited patiently for him to be cleared and move on, smirking at the woman's comment back to him about him never finding out. The smirk fell quickly though when he realized she told him to get tested for chlamydia and basically said he wasn't a man. She brushed her hair out of her face angrily and stepped up for her own turn, her head spinning with a million different emotions right now. "He's not always such an arrogant a**." she said to the woman who had just scanned Favian for any diseases, her two toned eyes watching her carefully and her lips turning up into a grin.

Dreaming dreams with happy endings
In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords
But now we've stepped into a cruel world
Where everybody stands and keeps score

The tricky thing
Is yesterday we were just children
Playing soldiers
Just pretending

Dance is the hidden language of the soul.

Rosalie bit her lip gently when the woman said that he needed to be put in his place, nodding slightly. She didn't no entirely how to react to that, so once she said she was good to go she took a step forward, wanting to be rid of this whole situation. She paused in her tracks however, remembering that blondie - er, Kiana - standing beside her was not doing so well. Turning around, she said "If you point me in the direction of the infirmary, I'll make sure she get's there." She smiled gently, her multicolored eyes dancing over to where Kiana stood. She offered an arm to the girl, wanting to help get her to the infirmary before she passed out. Her intentions weren't 100% pure however, she also didn't feel like talking to Favian at the moment. She had much more pressing things to worry about them him being overly flirtatious.

Dreaming dreams with happy endings
In backyards, winning battles with our wooden swords
But now we've stepped into a cruel world
Where everybody stands and keeps score

((I can ghost you to the ship and such if you'd like, I was just waiting on you since we had been semi-directly interacting earlier))

((I'll have Amarissa go last in the medical evaluations and her one-on-one talk with Luna.)

"Like this."

The woman pointed the box at Amarissa getting a green light. Both transports were both full, the entire camp empty. The Marine Squad Leader stood up in the transport carrying the first batch of survivors. His helmet retraced, revealing a rather slender black man with a bald head. He had a Minnesota accent.

"Folks, this ain't gonna be like an airplane. The inertial dampeners should reduce most of the gees, but there will be some. It'll take about two minutes to reach orbit, another minute to get to the ship, and about two to completely unload. Everyone will be broken off into groups of seven. Each group of seven will wait in the Galley and be fed, while one group at a time will cycle through the medical bay and the Captain's Conference room. After that, each person will receive quarters. Unless you're married, there will be no co-ed sleeping arrangements. You're free to sleep with another person, but your assigned quarters will be with others of your gender."

The same speech was being given aboard the other transport. There was a rumble as each transport lifted off from the ground and began soaring through the skies. There were no windows, but there was adequate lighting.

Favian had been waiting for Rose to enter the shuttle after him and when she didn't appear he shrugged his shoulders. She must have had to get on the other one... Though maybe he'd made a mistake. Surely she knew him better than the act he played. He closed his eyes as he slouched down in his seat, trying to get comfortable. He hadn't slept in almost 24 hours he thought as he counted back. A lot had happened since then. So when the Marine Squad Leader made his speech, Favian heard none of it as he was fast asleep, arms crossed over his chest and legs out, his chin on his chest. He didn't even wake as the transport lifted off the ground and began its ascension to the heavens.