ROLE — MISSION CONTROL 🚀

[dropoffs]

MISSION CONTROL

welcome, RODION.

On MONDAY afternoon some hours after landing, then the new amenities to the ship, Rodion will hear a familiar notification ringing from her I.R.I.S. It takes one look, one gesture, and a gold message screen displays in a cascade.

... The message is sparse and carries a rigid aura.

You want answers, don't you? Come to the command room right now.

CALLISTO

Rodion has seen the command room before in passing. It's the room where the senior crew often check all sort of stuff from metrics, diagnostics, navigation, supply, inventory... You get the point. There are a number of terminals, all of them Rodion is aware she wouldn't have access clearance.

There waits Callisto with their arms crossed, staring intensely at the main supercomputer. How you want to interpret it is up to you, but they do lift their head when they sense her peek through the door. They proceed to say nothing.

Just come on in.

RULES

As the role responsible for mission control, Rodion is expected to follow a few rules:

1. For now, keep your new designation a secret. Should this designation be shared with anyone without prior authorization, consequences and termination of position are possible. This can be revisited at a later date.
2. If you distribute any information acquired, it must be done anonymously or without referencing the source. This can be revisited at a later date.
3. Rodion will be given the opportunity to uncover one file from one of three directories in a hacked console.

🚀 EUDORA, an uncovered bank of ship data audits and previous mission dossiers.
📓 JOURNALS, an isolated cloud of otherwise private I.R.I.S. files.
👥 CREW, files that contain historical personnel records.

4. Selection is due by WEDNESDAY and information will be dispensed as soon as possible, but ideally before the next week.

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Comments

[trenchant]

[ i don't think anything can make him sane

this forces him to think, though. ]

What more do I have to say to them? They already know and they already distrust me. It doesn't matter to me that they continue to bar me from their plans—but I won't let them handle my brother in their secrecy.

[ He's just as distrustful is what this says. ]

[inequals]

That's 'cause you've been lying to them, duh! As far as I hear it, it might be that the old senior crew went through the same stuff we did with the disturbances and the killing and everything -- so no shit that they're not going to loop you in if you won't do it back.

You're here for your brother, right? And they like the other Callisto.

If that's all it is, then there's no point in having them not work with you. Same goal and all. You know how much work I'm putting into making sure the other junior roles don't distrust you either?

[ It's not that much work because for some reason people just believe Rodion but hey. ]

[trenchant]

If I didn't, I'm sure they would have thrown me into the brig.

[ Legitimately, this is very reasonable. Knives didn't ask to be roped into being part of their crew. He's here for Vash. ]

You can never predict if they'll turn on you later.

[inequals]

I think that's your paranoia speaking.

Unless you do secretly have plans that justify them turning on you at all?

[trenchant]

I have intentions to retaliate if necessary.

[inequals]

Okay, but hear me out.

What if we don't retaliate to begin with?

[trenchant]

I'm not in control of that.

[ yes you are ]

[inequals]

Yeah you are! We need a big talk-together!

[trenchant]

With whom—we should be deciding on what to search!

[ Sift through priorities... ]

[inequals]

With the other senior crew!! [ DUH. ] You don't think they wouldn't want to look for Callie 1.0 either? I'm just saying, doing it all on your own is gonna suck in the long run.

I already got an idea of what to put in the terminal, so you're my other half of the problem.

[trenchant]

If they're so desperate to help, then they can stop swearing themselves to secrecy.

[ an intervention....... ]

... Is it the interdimensional rifts?

[inequals]

How're they gonna do that if you're also swearing yourself to secrecy?

And yeah, it is.

[trenchant]

You've told their subordinates, haven't you? My involvement at this point is an open secret to them.

I'm one and they're seven.

[ becomes 2 years old ]

[inequals]

You're two.

[ Years old. ]

What am I, chopped liver?

[ Include HERRRR. ]

[trenchant]

We're two and they're fourteen.

[inequals]

You can't just double the number. Besides, you don't think I can't take on fourteen people?

[trenchant]

[ he continues to wonder why she wants to side with him, but they had that conversation already. he just sighs. ]

If you want to schedule a meet with them, then that's for you to handle.

[inequals]

[ Imagine I just schedule you all to meet via curfew. No I won't do that. Anyway she's just a team player, it is what it is. Truly every day I'm just like what IF Knives got someone else with lower tolerance and more sanity. ]

Okay, better leave your schedule open then!