AUDIENCE 🚀 DION

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W0 TUESDAY

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[ ganymede is out and about! at the moment, they can be found in the mess hall, checking their I.R.I.S. and comparing it to a panel that they've activated in the wall. there's a pause as they enable something that's labeled a debug, and then nod to themself before they look up from their holo screen and perk visibly at seeing dion. ]

Hey there, Mr. Lesage. You settling in alright?

[agamid]

[ hello!! dion doesn't looking particularly happy, expression serious, and the vibes are mostly weary. ]

Sir Ganymede. [ a nod. ] Well enough. Are you performing maintenance of this aircraft?

W0 TUESDAY

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[ Europa can be found in the Stasis Bay all by themselves, not another single soul in sight, just... standing there. Not moving an inch.

The only implication that suggests they see Dion is the way the two fore antennas perk up and Dion getting the feeling of being watched. Hello. ]

[agamid]

[ WHY ARE YOU JUST HERE ALONE... CREEP

well i guess dion is also here for some reason. maybe it's because not as many people use the restrooms here. ]

... Are you "Europa"?

W1 TUESDAY

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[ Dumps us in... strip mall. Who knows what store they're peeking in but they will offer a nod in Dion's direction with warm pleasantries. ]

Good day, Sir Dion. Has the start of this week been treating you fair?

[agamid]

[ wtf... that's his way of speaking

bluntly, ] Not quite. [ he got turned into a goat ] And what of yourself?

W1 TUESDAY

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Getting a feel for things?

[ adrastea just. pops up at dion's shoulder, having appeared out of nowhere with catlike silence. they're out and about at the moment, anyways, for their patrols, so. ]

Have you been to the planet yet?

[agamid]

[ HELLO ]

... Hello. [ looks at them ] You're quite the master of stealth.

W1 THURSDAY : CURFEW

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Hello, Mister Lesage.

[ They are here at the mess hall, steeping some tea, but stand up to politely greet him with their hands neatly clasped in the front and a bow of their head. ]

How are you feeling after your unexpected excursion? If you would like me to tend your arm, I can do so.

[agamid]

[ night tea is so delicious amalthea you are so right

unfortunately, dion just frowns. ]

I would prefer an explanation to medical assistance.

W1 SUNDAY

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Scalie

Thank you for the resources. They are most appreciated.

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You're welcome, Mister Lesage. If you have any questions on the material, you are free to ask me or any of the senior crew.

I hope the articles took your mind of what had happened today... If only for a moment.

[agamid]

You are kind, Sir Amalthea. [ assigned sir... misogyny ] If you are in need of a distraction as well, I would be glad to discuss the literature with you.

W2 TUESDAY

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[ They can be at the tea shop!! Amalthea meets him outside of her uniform, instead wearing a maid uniform and helmet off which means he can see she has translucent white skin, bright emerald eyes, and black long hair that's tied in a braid. ] Hello, Mister Lesage.

[agamid]

Hello.

W2 TUESDAY

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[ No laughter to be found, just a nice simple calm. Someone was nice to try and treat them. Which is precisely what greets Dion when Europa looks over, the helmet under one of their arms. Behind them is the same regular metallic wings folded against their back, but what's new is the shimmery green dragon-like tail flicking. The man has black hair with green accents, gold eyes staring sharply at Dion but there's a brief flicker of recognition. ] You. [ Rude. ]

[agamid]

[ RUDE AS HELL ]

You've grown less friendly, I see.

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. ]

Ah, Sir Dion. Faring well?

[agamid]

[ that's a pretty staff o:

dion will nod as he walks over, looking curiously at the books and journals. ]

Well enough. You seem hard at work. I hope I am not interrupting?

W3 MONDAY

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[ Callisto is wherever Dion wants them to be, though they seem to not want to have any company right now. ]

[agamid]

[ hey quick question does callisto ever seem like they want company ]

W3 THURSDAY

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[ i'm so sleepy spoon, but she's here somewhere, looking worried... Her appearance is the same as before with long black hair in a braid, but her expressions are very animated and human unlike before. ] Mister Lesage...

[agamid]

[ FINALLY GETS TO THIS TEARS IN MY EYES ]

... Amalthea. Are you well?

W3 SUNDAY

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[ A blanket of darkness falls upon all your senses, shrouding everything in dark as the holodeck hums into life, the technology whirring along. Eventually, all is quiet, and nothing sounds out audibly. Eventually, blue starts to fill your vision, with the interior looking like the inside of a massive... tower? Everything around is made of blue crystal, with gold accents here and there, as are the golden stairs leading straight up to a set of doors.

The doors open, greeting you, and within looks like an observatory sized room of sorts. There's a circular dark pattern with various lines of gold etched into it in signs of a likely planet system but none of it looks familiar. There is a door to the right, and straight ahead looks like a door made of crystal that glows brighter than the crystal walls around you.

A figure stands in the middle, a staff in their right hand with a hood held over their head. They do not seem to notice you just yet, attention fixated on whatever they can see from that bright crystal door in front of them. ]

[agamid]

[ is this the crystal tower that i have heard so much about o:

dion approaches carefully, clearing his throat, ] Sir Metis...?

W6 TUESDAY

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[ The holodeck whirrs!!! It takes time and for a moment he feels lost. He isn't sure if he even has a body, but eventually he finds a glowing patch past the darkness. He can follow it and he'll regain his senses.

Here is a beautiful rose garden full of blossoming color. There is a white metal lawn table with small intricate grooves and arches for decoration and two matching chairs, both occupied. In the distance is... A manor.

Sitting in the chairs are a tall man with white hair and red eyes. then a woman with black hair and green eyes in the other. She's rather animated, eyes bright, while the man is more subdued. ]

[agamid]

[ he's been forced into a het dream... i see

approaches ]

Amalthea, am I interrupting?