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ungeziefer
Guess you could use some extra hands? Let me know when & where, Senior bud.
I am seeking perspective. The ship is equipped with weaponry to clear out asteroids and debris, but it may not be enough to combat the unknown. The rest of them say I am being paranoid because there have been very few reports of such encounter.
I am being thorough.
I am seeking perspective. The ship is equipped with weaponry to clear out asteroids and debris, but it may not be enough to combat the unknown. The rest of them say I am being paranoid because there have been very few reports of such encounter.
I am being thorough.
happy for the company, gregor. if you want to join me on the observation deck, i can give you a peek into diagnostics - or we can try out star charts, if you'd rather not look at a whole lot of data in one sitting.
i can also answer any questions you might have.
i can also answer any questions you might have.
You got it. Couldn't tell you how helpful I'll be with the data, but we'll find out.
[and he'll show up at the observation deck after a bit, an unlit cigarette in his mouth. he's going to need to make these last, he's normally more a pack-a-day kind of guy, but this much still helps. feels familiar, anyway.]
Morning, Senior bud.
[and he'll show up at the observation deck after a bit, an unlit cigarette in his mouth. he's going to need to make these last, he's normally more a pack-a-day kind of guy, but this much still helps. feels familiar, anyway.]
Morning, Senior bud.
Mess hall... sure thing. Give me a few, then.
[and as promised, he'll show up after making his way over! he's dressed in his limbus uniform, coat over one shoulder, an unlit cigarette in his mouth-- he isn't an asshole, he's not smoking around the mess hall, but having it there is something familiar.]
Reporting in. [he says lightly, not saluting so much as giving them a sharp little wave.] You were the Medical one, right? Hope you don't mind if I have a couple questions while we work.
[and as promised, he'll show up after making his way over! he's dressed in his limbus uniform, coat over one shoulder, an unlit cigarette in his mouth-- he isn't an asshole, he's not smoking around the mess hall, but having it there is something familiar.]
Reporting in. [he says lightly, not saluting so much as giving them a sharp little wave.] You were the Medical one, right? Hope you don't mind if I have a couple questions while we work.
ungeziefer
All right, who wants to explain what the hell is happening here?
Hello. I hope this message answers some of your questions.
Normally, Nut & Bolt ships will start a lockdown to scan for abnormalities during a lengthy space jump. Abnormalities are rare, but scans are necessary. The lockdown itself keeps certain features online, some stay offline to siphon energy to necessary parts. Lockdown lasts until the morning of the next day and can be prolonged with full permissions.
The one we had experienced is not the norm. It was unscheduled and we did not make a space jump. Through deduction, it means that it was a malfunction or that there was an abnormality found within the ship. While we were stuck in different areas without communication, we attempted an override command, but it had failed.
It would seem that two met their demise sometime between the lockdown and when we all woke up. Incapacitation is normally meant to sedate the threat. Senior crew are incapacitated later and wake earlier than junior crew, so they are expected to incarcerate or expel the problem, but upon checking the scan results of yesterday's lockdown nothing was found yet two are dead.
For now, we have ejected everyone who had stayed in suspicious areas, then locked those areas to preserve the scene with cryofreeze to investigate later. The shields will keep the areas in cryostasis and prevent anything from tampering with them.
All right, who wants to explain what the hell is happening here?
Hello. I hope this message answers some of your questions.
Normally, Nut & Bolt ships will start a lockdown to scan for abnormalities during a lengthy space jump. Abnormalities are rare, but scans are necessary. The lockdown itself keeps certain features online, some stay offline to siphon energy to necessary parts. Lockdown lasts until the morning of the next day and can be prolonged with full permissions.
The one we had experienced is not the norm. It was unscheduled and we did not make a space jump. Through deduction, it means that it was a malfunction or that there was an abnormality found within the ship. While we were stuck in different areas without communication, we attempted an override command, but it had failed.
It would seem that two met their demise sometime between the lockdown and when we all woke up. Incapacitation is normally meant to sedate the threat. Senior crew are incapacitated later and wake earlier than junior crew, so they are expected to incarcerate or expel the problem, but upon checking the scan results of yesterday's lockdown nothing was found yet two are dead.
For now, we have ejected everyone who had stayed in suspicious areas, then locked those areas to preserve the scene with cryofreeze to investigate later. The shields will keep the areas in cryostasis and prevent anything from tampering with them.
[ adrastea is... in the garage that the ship is docked in! actually. because i don't think anyone has asked about this. they're sitting on a cargo box that has been left for the eudora, one leg crossed over the other as they scroll through an inventory list. ]
Exciting day yesterday, Gregor. Holding up?
Exciting day yesterday, Gregor. Holding up?
| [ we're all dying amen but im not dying enough to not come running. in any case, getting that ping means io will haul themself out of the medbay now that the medpod is done and make their way to wherever gregor would like to meet up. throws out - rec room, bar, or even the lounge, which is brightly lit because of all the sun (but thankfully protected from the heat.) in any case here they are, the sound of their prosthetic hitting the ground distinct. ] Gregor, I hope you're well...? |
[hi i've decreed io gets the very last of tiny gregor.
he's in the rec room, and as he hears his name and turns to look at them, his posture stiffens; you recognize uniforms when you see them, in his situation, and he isn't immediately sure if he's expected to respond to them in any particular way.]
...yeah.
he's in the rec room, and as he hears his name and turns to look at them, his posture stiffens; you recognize uniforms when you see them, in his situation, and he isn't immediately sure if he's expected to respond to them in any particular way.]
...yeah.
ungeziefer
No pressure if you're not feeling up to it, after last week, but if you do want to get a little practice in, let me know.
I am capable of fighting at any time. Just tell me when.
[ But it is memshare week and everything is chaotic so this Mod will gently ask to TIMESKIP the fighting itself. our fade-to-black fighting sequences. ]
I am capable of fighting at any time. Just tell me when.
[ But it is memshare week and everything is chaotic so this Mod will gently ask to TIMESKIP the fighting itself. our fade-to-black fighting sequences. ]
[oh yeah absolutely PLEASE YOU'RE SAVING MY LIFE TOO,, no fights. nooo fighting.
instead i will just tell you for your own knowledge that gregor uses the bug arm as a weapon even though it's nerfed, and that he spars hard. difficult not to when you're used to fighting until you literally die-- it's not like he actually aims to kill, but he sure won't pull any punches from his end, especially if he's outmatched.
annnd afterward, he just. finds a spot to flop down. the floor if he has to.]
-phew. Not bad, Senior bud.
instead i will just tell you for your own knowledge that gregor uses the bug arm as a weapon even though it's nerfed, and that he spars hard. difficult not to when you're used to fighting until you literally die-- it's not like he actually aims to kill, but he sure won't pull any punches from his end, especially if he's outmatched.
annnd afterward, he just. finds a spot to flop down. the floor if he has to.]
-phew. Not bad, Senior bud.
[ 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. With their helmet not there, the warmth in their voice is clear. ]
Ah you've arrived. I hope you do not mind my library choice, my friend.
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. With their helmet not there, the warmth in their voice is clear. ]
Ah you've arrived. I hope you do not mind my library choice, my friend.
| [ man it sure has been. a fucking day. io is just here in the medbay, having been doing a little pacing back and forth, there's a well-worn line, like they've done this before over and over again. the pacing. the pods are full up and it's been a fucking day and then some for all, so really there's nothing to do but wait. though they've somewhat paused said pacing, standing at their desk for a moment, hands quietly resting behind their back as they just sort of. dissociate into the desk. footsteps get them to glance over, posture still stiff, still tense. unhappily: ] Gregor... came to wait for Yura... yes? |
Yeah. Where else?
[he has to be here. she's safe in there, he knows, but he still...
he saw her die. he watched the body of that bird stop glowing, lying motionless on the ground, before it came back to life.
his footing is unsteady, after trial yesterday and exerting himself too much again today while he desperately struck the barrier; gregor's wounds might be closed, but his arm hurts, his chest is sore, his legs are both complaining about continuing to hold him up. he takes a seat on a cot, at least, settling down heavily.]
[he has to be here. she's safe in there, he knows, but he still...
he saw her die. he watched the body of that bird stop glowing, lying motionless on the ground, before it came back to life.
his footing is unsteady, after trial yesterday and exerting himself too much again today while he desperately struck the barrier; gregor's wounds might be closed, but his arm hurts, his chest is sore, his legs are both complaining about continuing to hold him up. he takes a seat on a cot, at least, settling down heavily.]
[ yippee the park is a place that io can absolutely be found. he is just laying in the grass in. whatever area you so choose, dealers choice, or he is leaned up against a tree with a book in their lap.
either way, he will give gregor a small wave of the fingers. ]
Quite the show out there. You have fun?
either way, he will give gregor a small wave of the fingers. ]
Quite the show out there. You have fun?
[ In the park we are, probably to the East to feed the birds... though he holds his hand out to feed them, allowing them to perch on his arm to help themselves to the food in his palm. ]
No better place to wind down after an eventful day than here.
No better place to wind down after an eventful day than here.
[ it's saturday night my dudes uuuuwwaaaaaaaauuuugh...
io is just resting with their arms on their desk, hunched over and occasionally nursing a cup of coffee, though they sit up a little straighter when gregor arrives and give him a soft nod, pulling up another seat for him if he would like to have one. ]
Hey.
io is just resting with their arms on their desk, hunched over and occasionally nursing a cup of coffee, though they sit up a little straighter when gregor arrives and give him a soft nod, pulling up another seat for him if he would like to have one. ]
Hey.
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