AUDIENCE 🚀 TEMENOS

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W0 MONDAY

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[ ganymede can be found on the observation deck, a datapad on their lap and their I.R.I.S. holoscreen up as they face the wide windows. they seem to have a manila folder next to them on the bench they're seated at, but they're not paying it much mind as they run through a variety of scifi looking screens that fill with graphs, charts, and statistics with the expanse of space the backdrop. ]

Afternoon - I don't think I asked. Do you prefer Temenos? I think I remember you saying that yesterday. [ lifting their head to greet him! ] I've got your contract for you.

[inquired]

Temenos is fine, yes.

[ he doesn't really care as long as it's not "the hound", frankly, and even then??? even then. it's fine.

in the meantime, he will come over once he's spotted ganymede, pleased when they remember, and holds out his hand. he's not exactly comfortable with this whole emotion thing which means that when he does come closer, there's sort of a wary cat vibe to it, but it's masked easily with politeness and a touch of curiosity. ]

Thank you for your expedience, Ganymede. What... [ followed by the emotion of .... What The Fuck ] ...I suppose these are 'diagnostics'?

W0 MONDAY

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[ this meme help. io can be found near the mess hall beside a rather tidy hover pallet of fresh produce, just trucking their way to presumably do a hashtag restock of the fridge. ]

Temenos. Afternoon.

[ a brief nod ]

How goes it?

[inquired]

[ isnt it terrible. i love it to death (like crick)

anyway. of all of the tasks presented this one was the most ye olde friendly for temenos, and thus, here he is. he is similarly a little wary, emotionally - like a cat - and keeps a polite, respectable emotional distance to keep anything weird from leaking over. eugh. ]

These side effects are certainly something.

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[ temenos gets to find adrastea out and about, blue data filtering across the interior of their visor but just visible (if reversed) from the outside. the perpetual blue glow blinks when they see temenos, and the data fades, as they tilt their head. ]

Settling in, Mistral?

[inquired]

In as much as one can, I suppose.

[ translation: im a ye olde weirdo and everything is space. temenos is keeping a safe and respectful distance from adrastea at the moment, likely in hopes of not emotionally projecting. imagine being known? no thank you ]

Adrastea, was it? You've got an interesting set of skills.

W0 FRIDAY

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inquisitor

Now, I believe, would be an excellent time for information.

Wouldn't I love some.

Here's what we've got.

When the Eudora does a space jump, it goes into lockdown to scan for any anomalies in the system and to ensure that passengers are safe, which is common procedure. We didn't have one scheduled because the distance between us and the next planet is negligible for a ship this size. Lockdowns are used for longer jumps, for moving to different galaxies, not shorter trips where we were moving within the galaxy. Like this one.

Short jumps, if they happen, are usually just non-essential functions going into low power, not the entire damned ship locking all of us in place and locking us out of the system. Even the security monitoring was deactivated, which meant we - specifically, I couldn't see what was going on in any area of the ship. The other officers were also locked in place, and communications were completely disabled.

We tried to override the lockdown, which should have worked because all 8 of us attempted it. That's a failsafe built in place. But we were denied by the system itself. It means there's a deeper problem, or an abnormality was in fact found by the ship. For our supposed safety, everyone was incapacitated. Senior crew is sedated later and awakens earlier than junior crew in an attempt to assess, contain, or apprehend the problem.

Except the only thing we could do first was make sure everyone in an area that needed locked down could be removed, and close them off with cryofreeze to ensure that nothing was tampered with as we try to figure out what in the hell is going on.

[inquired]

[ actually deeply appreciative of this, thank you, even if this icon doesn't look like it and he doesn't say thank you. if the IRIS does a "typing..." notif, there's one here. ]

We saw your attempted override.

Firstly, if no one has informed you, Luke passed away last night. Mere seconds before we were forcibly knocked unconscious - choking and coughing as if he were ill. We could all feel the signs of it.

What do you mean by 'area that needed locked down'? Are these crime scenes?
Was Dahut awake, when the rest of us were not - and for that matter, and I suppose a better question. Was someone else?

W1 WEDNESDAY

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[ re: care for a chat? ]

THEBE

sure thing.
do you want to meet me in the rec room?

[inquired]

That sounds fine.

[ yaaay bonding time. he will do that!! heading up to the rec room, carrying a to go cup of something or other in his hands. ]

Good morning, Thebe.

W1 WEDNESDAY

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inquisitor

Care to meet for a chat?

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Of course. Where shall we meet?

[inquired]

[ crawls in here from cyoa ]

How about the new dining area? I don't know about you, but I've felt awfully famished this week.

W1 FRIDAY

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Let's chat.


Hope you're ready to solve another case, inquisitor.

[inquired]

I'd likely be more ready had I time to heal more, but, I've rarely let that stop me in the past.

I can't say that I'm surprised.
Is it going to be the same circus tomorrow as it was last week?

W1 FRIDAY

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[ re: Thank you for the supplies. ]

Least we can do right now.
Grabbed what we could before we had to leave to preserve the area.

How are your injuries?

[inquired]

...Let's just say that I rather wish I had my magic back again.
A night's rest helped. Throné and I bandaged and cared for what we could, and I'm off my feet for the most part.
However, I don't think I will be able to participate in any investigations of crime scenes, which is beyond unfortunate if tomorrow's proceedings are the same as last week's.

W1 SATURDAY

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Do you know if there's any way I can transfer rooms to join Throné?


I don't, sorry. I'll look into it for the two of you though.
If nothing else she'll be able to let you in.
How's she doing?

[inquired]

Let me know if we can.


If I'm honest? Poorly.
Whether she shows it to others or not.
... She has lost too much, in her life. It frustrates me to continue to see the world steal things she cares for so easily.

W2 MONDAY

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Are these odd changes affecting you all too? Let's see.


Cheeky.
Come meet me at the newly opened up cafe, the one with the rabbits.

[inquired]

🤭

[ back to my rabbit roots!!! but he will come to do that!! i'm not describing this fully for you but temenos is sporting a pair of fluffy fox ears and a tail. you know what they look like. his eyes are also an eerily bright shade of blue... wow. ]

Adrastea.

W2 MONDAY

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[ tis a ping... gasp. well io will go ahead and make their way out planetside, but they are looking, perhaps, a little different today. they'll step out dressed for the weather, though with an open basket strapped over their back. temenos can see that they have quite readily ditched the helmet, in favor of just. a cozy hat to keep out the cold, and some really deep eyebags, and a gaunt look to their face. it's not precisely... healthy. because frankly, this place is bullshit. ] Taking up my offer to go gathering? [ roughly: ] Will you be alright?

[inquired]

[ MY FAVORITE COW!!!!!!!!

if it were not for the fancy clothing, temenos might not have even realized it - he is, thankfully, very observant, at least? and his face lights up briefly in recognition. the body changes even mean his eyes flare a bright blue along with it. wao ]

I do spend most of my time on the road, you know. It will not be the first or the last time that I have to gather plants for one thing or another. [ but he puts a hand to his chin. ] Do mine eyes deceive me? Or are you looking a bit different today?

W2 MONDAY

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inquisitor

What are hydroponics, anyway?

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Hydroponics is a method of growing food with water, nutrients, and light, but no soil, though we do have some soil collected from our drops.

[inquired]

[ a farmer... ]

I see. You must be quite glad we've landed on the planet we have, I take it...? Is there an installation like that somewhere on this ship?

W2 WEDNESDAY

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[ re: Are any of you all particularly good with... Shoma says it's called "decrypting"? ]

THEBE

depends on what you're looking to decrypt
but we could give it a go
what is it?

[inquired]

[ links this to ty like an idiot ]

Some sort of video. It's on a digital notebook.
Shoma tried to do so, but was unable to
Decrypt it on his own.

W2 THURSDAY

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[ looks up at my mistakes i'm deleting that. ]

We'll get her everything she needs.
The pod itself can apply a prosthetic upon opting in for it

Already going to see if we can procure a pod on the next drop-off.
We'll be in luck - mercantile planet.

[inquired]

[ wow... char is thebe ]

How long does she need to be in there to reattach it?

Io, whatever's disrupting my magic - there's no stopping it now, is there? No wearing off.

W3 MONDAY

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[ Once they enter the library, they will find a familiar red sitting at one of the many grand tables. Settled on it is a data pad, left unused, with various books and actual physical journals as the Senior Crew member pours over it writing away. Beside them is a staff set against the table, with a small bag placed against a stack of books. Though their helmet is off to join their things, there is still a hood pulled over that's seen as their head raises. A slight head tilt. ] Good day, Sir Mistral.

[inquired]

Hello, Metis.

[ throné wants temenos to be nice - well, okay. actually, he doesn't really have any problems with metis, as long as metis is not presuming that he has feelings. because he has none of those. this is a very normal series of thoughts.

...anyway he dips his head in greeting, politely, and then glances over at the staff - it catches his attention immediately. ] Is that yours?

W3 MONDAY

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[ io is usually in the medbay and today they are... not in the medbay because i need variety. instead they're kind of just slumped on a couch in the recroom with their prosthetic leg up on a chair and a stupidly big, kind of floppy and somewhat yellowed instruction booklet in one hand. on their lap is a leather journal where they're just scribbling away. but they will look up from their work when they see temenos out of their periphery. ] Ah, well if it isn't the good Inquisitor. [ a lift of the hand to wave, pen in their fingers. ] Afternoon.

[inquired]

[ oooh hello. ]

In the flesh. [ as usual, his voice is lofty and light, as relaxed as relaxed can be. temenos has a book under his arm, but he peers over the edge of the couch to look at the instruction booklet. ]

What are you up to?

W3 MONDAY

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[ adrastea is... i was originally going to joke that she was in a massage chair at the salon but she's probably in the library, helmet currently on as she flips through paper books as opposed to going to digital media for her current shenanigans. when she hears someone entering, her head lifts just enough that it's obvious the glow in her eyes is tracking the source - before she looks back down when she sees it's temenos. ]

As promised, the library at your disposal. [ this is when she actually takes her helmet off. ]

[inquired]

[ LIBRARY!!!!! this is his nerd heaven. well, he's not cyrus at least, but he looks pleased when he spots adrastea and makes his way over to examine her paper books. what are you looking at? ]

Finally. [ hah. ] I could travel to Montwise in roughly the same amount of time.

W3 MONDAY

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[ Hello. Where are they and what are they doing? ] Hello, Mister Temenos.

[inquired]

[ me: OMG AN ICON
also me: this
you're pulling a jan on me here

anyway!!!!! hopefully that is a recognizable amalthea? temenos blinks for a moment but upon being addressed offers a pleasant smile. i've decided they're in the library because that's temenos' favorite place ever. ]

...Amalthea. Decided to forsake the helmet for a while?

W4 MONDAY

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I've some more information I'd like to review with you, if you're interested.


Your choice; library or the security room. I'll meet you there.

[ whichever that winds up being, adrastea will be in the process of taking off her helmet when she's sure it's jut him that's come along. with it set aside, she stretches her arms up over her head, catlike and lazy. ]

[inquired]

[ thank you i already had to do marriage counseling today im done with advice

but here's temenos!! making his way to the library because of course. he's got his usual trusty notebook in his hand, and when he spots adrastea, he gives a little wave with it, then comes to sit down. he's also got a little bag from the boba tea shop, and he slides across an unopened black tea for her and one for him, too.]

I'm growing very tired of plants. [ help. ] Hello.