[This feels way too familiar. As she opens her capsule, Aphra half-expects some Imperial guard to explain everything she's seen was an effect of the torture methods used on her. Turns out she was more susceptible than she'd thought. And now she'll be executed, yay.
Except there's no one here. She swings her legs over to set her feet on the ground, only for them to make contact with weird squishy pink stuff. She tests its properties for a few moments and yep, she's decided she hates it. So with a somewhat bored expression, she explains,]
This is fresh water shipped in from Mon Cala that does wonders for your skin and it is not at all sticky or gooey in any way, shape, or form.
[There's still some pink goo oozing around the cabin, but at least her feet are now just in a water puddle. Look, she doesn't want to have to clean her shoes!!]
II. mess hall
[Noticing someone is preparing their meal goo and looks fittingly disappointed, Aphra approaches them with all the charisma of an infomercial salesperson.]
Hey. You want some real food? [She tilts her head in the direction of the table she's eating at, where not goo food can be seen. Specifically, it's what appears to be some sort of curry along with an alcoholic beverage. Her powers are good for one thing and this is kinda it.]
III. exit dooooooor
["Chelli," a voice calls to her in a sweet tone. It's her mother's voice, there's no denying that. Aphra stops for a moment, looking for the source. There's nothing out of the ordinary, except for the creepy door which maybe is worth mentioning. She wasn't going to pay it any mind, leaving that to the reckless heroes in the group. Except this... this is interesting.]
Huh. I don't know if you're another weird fungus ghost or something else, but you guys really need to work on the whole digging into my memories to mess with me thing. It's just way too obvious! Even the Imperials were better when they were like yeah, we're gonna change your memories of your mom and destroy your entire sense of self and reality! This is just... what, you think I'm sentimental? Like my mom actually spoke to me that way?
[That said, while she performs this little speech, she is trying to open the door to no avail. Because of course she is.]
IV. lounge area
[Most of the time, Aphra can be found in the lounge area as she attempts to translate the various documents there. Sometimes she's spread her body across the entirety of the couch so no one else can sit there, other times she's sitting on a chair in a way that hardly looks practical or comfortable. At all times, she's got a book in her hands or instructions for one of the games they've found. While looking over the notebooks, she sighs,]
Come ooooon, get to the juicy stuff!
[Later on, she's setting up a game and attempting to play through it. She might need additional players for this to actually work.]
Doctor Aphra | Star Wars
[This feels way too familiar. As she opens her capsule, Aphra half-expects some Imperial guard to explain everything she's seen was an effect of the torture methods used on her. Turns out she was more susceptible than she'd thought. And now she'll be executed, yay.
Except there's no one here. She swings her legs over to set her feet on the ground, only for them to make contact with weird squishy pink stuff. She tests its properties for a few moments and yep, she's decided she hates it. So with a somewhat bored expression, she explains,]
This is fresh water shipped in from Mon Cala that does wonders for your skin and it is not at all sticky or gooey in any way, shape, or form.
[There's still some pink goo oozing around the cabin, but at least her feet are now just in a water puddle. Look, she doesn't want to have to clean her shoes!!]
II. mess hall
[Noticing someone is preparing their meal goo and looks fittingly disappointed, Aphra approaches them with all the charisma of an infomercial salesperson.]
Hey. You want some real food?
[She tilts her head in the direction of the table she's eating at, where not goo food can be seen. Specifically, it's what appears to be some sort of curry along with an alcoholic beverage. Her powers are good for one thing and this is kinda it.]
III. exit dooooooor
["Chelli," a voice calls to her in a sweet tone. It's her mother's voice, there's no denying that. Aphra stops for a moment, looking for the source. There's nothing out of the ordinary, except for the creepy door which maybe is worth mentioning. She wasn't going to pay it any mind, leaving that to the reckless heroes in the group. Except this... this is interesting.]
Huh. I don't know if you're another weird fungus ghost or something else, but you guys really need to work on the whole digging into my memories to mess with me thing. It's just way too obvious! Even the Imperials were better when they were like yeah, we're gonna change your memories of your mom and destroy your entire sense of self and reality! This is just... what, you think I'm sentimental? Like my mom actually spoke to me that way?
[That said, while she performs this little speech, she is trying to open the door to no avail. Because of course she is.]
IV. lounge area
[Most of the time, Aphra can be found in the lounge area as she attempts to translate the various documents there. Sometimes she's spread her body across the entirety of the couch so no one else can sit there, other times she's sitting on a chair in a way that hardly looks practical or comfortable. At all times, she's got a book in her hands or instructions for one of the games they've found. While looking over the notebooks, she sighs,]
Come ooooon, get to the juicy stuff!
[Later on, she's setting up a game and attempting to play through it. She might need additional players for this to actually work.]