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.]
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[ anyways, ganymede is seated on one of the benches that face the wide windows that look out into the expanse of space. they apparently wanted a view while they worked, since the lounge is way more comfortable than this? but they look up when they hear greg. ]
Morning! You can just call me Ganymede - or Gan, if that's too long. I know the callsigns can be kind of hard to remember when they're long, and we're sort of supposed to only go by them as we're training you. [ friendly, and giving off a calm emotional vibe here. ] You can light up if you'd like to, by the way. This area is open enough and it's just us right now.
[he takes a seat on the bench as well, pulling the lighter from his uniform vest pocket and giving it a little flick. his own emotional vibes are pretty calm in return.]
We're not supposed to be going strictly by ours, are we?
I don't. We have pretty strong air filters in place, too.
[ they turn back to their I.R.I.S. holo screen, which is a lot of moving graphs and stats that they're scrolling through and checking. ]
It's... encouraged, sometimes, when we're planetside. Anonymity for crew safety, in a way, since there were a few cases of attempted stalking a long while back. Not on the Eudora, but in the galactic courier service in general. On board, though? You're good.
[he lights his cigarette and takes a slow drag, eyes flicking briefly down to his normal arm. 'ungeziefer' is tattooed on it, visible with his rolled-up sleeves.]
Think I stand out a little anyway, whether I use my name or not.
[ they continue tapping at their holo screen with their gloved hands, pausing to activate something marked as a debug. greg can see their I.R.I.S. as they work since they don't have the privacy mode on at the moment. ]
Even if it's something you're used to - [ the arm, they mean ] - you can let us know if something happens planetside, and we can field it for you so you don't have to deal with it. Same goes for on board, but everyone seems to be mostly decent?
I'm glad. We haven't really heard of any interpersonal problems so far, so it's good that's staying the trend.
[ your job really sucks, my guy. like. bad. ]
The system itself, although I usually use the first part of the time I spend doing this to make sure our life support systems are alright. We have a lot of failsafes in place so it's not going to just willy nilly fail like the stasis bay door lock did. But that's air, water, and power - kind of good practice to keep an eye on it.
We do have a couple of minor systems that need fixing, but that's just things like the auto-cook in the galley being laggy. Toilets flushing forever off and on. [ your belated hint to what the mini event was going to be. ]
Yeah, can't really escape it. [ light humor ] Good news is that we have repair drones that can help us out, and if they need us to help then they're programmed to walk us through it.
Both. She's programmed to alert us, but considering she's had some hiccups, it's better to just comb through and spot what the Eudora's missed as she gets used to the system upgrade she got.
Yeah... [ synthetic sigh ] We didn't even know we were going to get you guys, we got correspondence to come pick you up a few days before we even got you. I really wish we'd had more time to complete the upgrade growing pains and at least some of the construction.
It really is, isn't it? But I'm glad that a lot of you are taking things in stride, or at least interested in learning - not a lot else to do when the ship is only these couple of levels and a corner of the concourse.
[ but they nod at the questions, bringing their holo screen around. ]
So we're used to looking at the data, which makes it easier for us to spot the less obvious things, but the Eudora's pretty good about flagging what's wrong with her. The usual "red means bad, green means good" that you can see a lot of the time for colorcoding. Unless you're colorblind, which makes it harder, but I think we have a setting for that.
[ pointing at things with his bug arm like I'M MAKING A POINT (no) ]
None of us are, but I'm not sure about you guys. We never got medical records in your dockets.
[ they do nod, though, and reach to poke at the flagged data that greggor indicates. it's for the auto-cook in the galley. ]
Yep, you got it. This is a minor fix that we can just set for the Eudora to look into, and she'll tell us if we need to send in a repair drone or if we need an actual person to figure it out.
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[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.
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[ anyways, ganymede is seated on one of the benches that face the wide windows that look out into the expanse of space. they apparently wanted a view while they worked, since the lounge is way more comfortable than this? but they look up when they hear greg. ]
Morning! You can just call me Ganymede - or Gan, if that's too long. I know the callsigns can be kind of hard to remember when they're long, and we're sort of supposed to only go by them as we're training you. [ friendly, and giving off a calm emotional vibe here. ] You can light up if you'd like to, by the way. This area is open enough and it's just us right now.
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[he takes a seat on the bench as well, pulling the lighter from his uniform vest pocket and giving it a little flick. his own emotional vibes are pretty calm in return.]
We're not supposed to be going strictly by ours, are we?
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[ they turn back to their I.R.I.S. holo screen, which is a lot of moving graphs and stats that they're scrolling through and checking. ]
It's... encouraged, sometimes, when we're planetside. Anonymity for crew safety, in a way, since there were a few cases of attempted stalking a long while back. Not on the Eudora, but in the galactic courier service in general. On board, though? You're good.
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[he lights his cigarette and takes a slow drag, eyes flicking briefly down to his normal arm. 'ungeziefer' is tattooed on it, visible with his rolled-up sleeves.]
Think I stand out a little anyway, whether I use my name or not.
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[ they continue tapping at their holo screen with their gloved hands, pausing to activate something marked as a debug. greg can see their I.R.I.S. as they work since they don't have the privacy mode on at the moment. ]
Even if it's something you're used to - [ the arm, they mean ] - you can let us know if something happens planetside, and we can field it for you so you don't have to deal with it. Same goes for on board, but everyone seems to be mostly decent?
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[himself sooort of included, though this really is kind of a break for him. sometimes your job sucks!]
So what was it you said you were doing? Diagnosing what?
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[ your job really sucks, my guy. like. bad. ]
The system itself, although I usually use the first part of the time I spend doing this to make sure our life support systems are alright. We have a lot of failsafes in place so it's not going to just willy nilly fail like the stasis bay door lock did. But that's air, water, and power - kind of good practice to keep an eye on it.
We do have a couple of minor systems that need fixing, but that's just things like the auto-cook in the galley being laggy. Toilets flushing forever off and on. [ your belated hint to what the mini event was going to be. ]
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[peering at the data...]
You get alerted to issues, or just have to spot them?
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Both. She's programmed to alert us, but considering she's had some hiccups, it's better to just comb through and spot what the Eudora's missed as she gets used to the system upgrade she got.
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[stares into the future]
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But. Trying to make the best of this situation.
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So what is it you're looking for here? Anything that'll stand out if you don't know much of what you're looking at?
[because like. he can try. but he's not the data guy.]
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[ but they nod at the questions, bringing their holo screen around. ]
So we're used to looking at the data, which makes it easier for us to spot the less obvious things, but the Eudora's pretty good about flagging what's wrong with her. The usual "red means bad, green means good" that you can see a lot of the time for colorcoding. Unless you're colorblind, which makes it harder, but I think we have a setting for that.
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[he's looking closer at their screen, after they move it around.]
So, it's like-?
[using his normal arm bc i ALWAYS HAVE TO SPECIFY NOW to point at anything that's flagged in this data.]
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None of us are, but I'm not sure about you guys. We never got medical records in your dockets.
[ they do nod, though, and reach to poke at the flagged data that greggor indicates. it's for the auto-cook in the galley. ]
Yep, you got it. This is a minor fix that we can just set for the Eudora to look into, and she'll tell us if we need to send in a repair drone or if we need an actual person to figure it out.