Update time! I particularly enjoyed this one.
Also, the map is ready, so Mission 1 is primed and ready for takeoff.
Caleb
cuisinart8 wrote: ↑Wed Nov 08, 2017 8:25 pm
Alright, everything seems to be in order. Better safe than sorry, I guess. Now that I've satisfied my paranoia about my gear being ready, I can't really think of anything else to do to prep for an incoming mission. Might as well make myself useful and try to find the bastard who got us all in this mess. If they're still alive, I'd rather they not take me by surprise, after all.
I decide to head back to the computer room and grab a crew manifest so I can start going over who does what and who is still alive. I then head over to the bunkroom to read the manifest in peace.
You leave the armory, head back to the computer area, and grab a crew manifest, downloading it to your PDA. Then you head down to the bunks to read it in peace. ((it's in a previous post in this thread))
Bob
Cha0zz wrote: ↑Thu Nov 09, 2017 12:25 pm
Just then, someone turns a corner and walks directly into you - you barely feel the impact, but they get knocked to the floor with an "oof!" It's a girl. She sits there for a moment, but then starts to scoot away as though in fright.
"Meh Bob! Bob no hurt you," you say, trying to reassure her.
The girl pauses, looking you over. She seems very timid, but gets to her feet. "I'm... I'm Anelle," she says quietly. "You're Bob?"
You nod.
She laughs softly. "What are you doing here, Bob? There's nothing in the front of the ship. Well... nothing left, at least."
'eeeeeh, doing here?'
'eeeeeh'
Bob stares blankly at Anelle, suddenly his eyes clear.
'Bob looking for stuff to do, Bob wants to help. Jimmy too' (Bob takes Jimmy from his shoulder, holds him out for Anelle to see and then puts Jimmy back on his shoulder).
'Why nothing left at front?'
You stare blankly at Anelle for a moment, but suddenly you remember what you were trying to do. "Bob looking for stuff to do, Bob wants to help. Jimmy too," you add, holding Jimmy out for Anelle to see.
"Awww!" Anelle coos, giggling. "That's adorable! Your bear looks so sweet!" She still sounds a little nervous, but she seems to be getting over it quickly. Girls tend to like you for some reason. Jimmy makes a good wingman.
You put Jimmy back on your shoulder. "Why nothing left at front?"
"We had to deal with a big fight," she explains. "Some bad people were trying to hurt us. They almost killed me. They blew up a lot of the front of the ship... and my library." Anelle points behind you. "That was where my library was." She pauses; her eyebrows knit together as she thinks. "Hmm... I'm sure there's
somewhere you could help. You look really strong..." She eyes your muscles for a moment. Then, she catches herself, looks up at your face, and quickly glances away with a giggle that she tries to stifle. Finally, she offers helpfully, "Well... it's a really big ship. If you're interested, I think we can probably find something for you to do with that in Engineering or Medical..."
Saoirse
Dinosawer wrote: ↑Thu Nov 09, 2017 4:14 am
"Go hIfreann leat!"
I quickly use my grav amp to deflect the beam away from me (but also not towards anyone else of course).
If I'm not harmed, I first check the ceilings for other fall hazards. If there are any, I make sure nobody is below them and gently knock them loose with a small grav field, letting them fall harmlessly.
After that, I start using my grav amp to methodically clear out space of debris, flinging it out of the way to where it needs to be collected. Equipment that looks salvageable I leave alone for people with more muscle and less stick of arms than mine to retrieve.
While doing all of this, I sing Rocky Road To Dublin and other fun old songs, because what is better than a bit of music to make hard work lighter?
(Except for pudding of course, but since there isn't any music will have to do.)
Otherwise, I go get medical assistance.
Your fast reflexes save you - without a moment's hesitation, you throw yourself out of the way, barely getting out from under the beam in time. As you roll aside, you hit it with your grav amp unit, knocking it down into a relatively safe spot.
That was pretty close. You brush yourself off, get back up and check the ceiling for other fall hazards. You can't really see much of the decks above from where you're standing, but it looks safe enough.
"You okay, newblood?" Gonzz asks over the comms, waving an arm. He's standing near one of the large spotlights you have under the decks, planted in the dusty soil. He calls you "newblood", even though you pointed out your name is Saoirse. "You'll be fine, just walk it off," he says nonchalantly. "Okay people, let's clear it out. We need to have this place sealed up within six hours, no time to waste!"
The area is practically swarming with engineers. You aren't the only one with a PSI amp - another person is handling it over on the far side. You can't see their face, but it seems to be a man, and he handles his grav amp with a lot more power and precision than you can. Nonetheless, you can still manage to hold your own. After all, your 2 Gs of force is enough to toss even the largest pieces of scrap - scrap that would take several people to handle alone. Everyone works together to move all the broken bits out of the hull, while other engineers run over the dirt with huge machines clamped onto the walls, bulldozing it out of the way or sucking it out the hole in the side of the ship, out into the dusty Nanyejan canyon. Meanwhile, other workers lower massive armored platelets from above.
While doing all this, you sing
Rocky Road To Dublin - it echoes in your helmet. At first, you sang it over the comms, but Gonzz was very averse to it, as were many of the other engineers. This annoys you somewhat. Fortunately, thanks to the atmosphere, they can kind of hear it anyway, you think, so you keep singing it all the same.
You notice that Brom is idling around, watching. Occasionally an engineer will tell him to move, but he just stands there... staring at you. He doesn't say a thing.
"Hey, what?!" someone shouts over the comms. "Stop him!"
You turn - out of the corner of your eye, you see a suited engineer making a break for it with some kind of weapon concealed in his arms. He blasts one of the other engineers that tries to stop him and dodges past, sliding on the dirt under another officer. The man is headed straight for the hole in the side of the hull.
The work site is an uproar. "Deserter! Deserter!" People shout and drop what they're doing, either trying to go after him or trying to stay well out of the way. "Deserter! He's got a weapon!"
Frank
F4wk35 wrote: ↑Thu Nov 09, 2017 9:01 am
Sighing inwardly, Frank gives Brenna an apologetic look.
Not much I can do in that case, seeing that I was apparently pretty much stuffed into cryo as soon as possible...
"Thank you again, Brenna. I'll bring the tools back to Antez then and look for the armory. I guess I'll be around if something happens here where I could help. And if not, surely someone will have a way to find me, no?"
Pack up all the tools again.
Bring them to Antez.
Apologize to him for keeping him from doing his work and also for borrowing his tools.
Read the description of the Hiltorel on the PDA.
Ponder about those descriptions for a bit. They seem a bit overtly negative, even for something SCAMPS wrote.
Get over to the armory.
Ask someone at the armory if there are some kinds of records or notes regarding Frank's equipment.
You take the pack of tools, thank Brenna again, and leave.
~~~
"You
fixed it??" Antez's eyebrows rise in surprise. "Really? All the water pipes? Well. I'm surprised. Right, let's see." He takes the toolkit from you. "Thanks for bringing this back. Guess you're not so bad after all, eh? Frank, right?"
You nod.
"Glad to have you on board, Frank," he says, and then goes to shake your hand - but changes his mind at the last moment and salutes you instead.
With that done, you leave again, this time headed for the armory. On the way, you browse your PDA for any tidbits of information that SCAMPS has left you, and happen to find something on the Hiltorel. SCAMPS' description seems a bit negative. You're mildly suspicious about it.
~~~
When you finally reach the armory, you find someone to talk to almost immediately - a guard standing just inside the doorway. He's suited up with big, tough armor, and is carrying a rather formidable-looking infantry weapon. "Excuse me," you ask him. "Are there some kind of records, or... notes, maybe, regarding my equipment?"
The man doesn't say a word, but nods and points over toward a nearby computer console. You thank him and head over there.
The console seems to recognize you somehow, and quickly pulls up a list of your gear:
- Repair Kit
- Microwave Field Manipulator
- Crossbow
- Syringe/Tranquilizer
- Sticky/Cable Reel
- Sharp/Explosive
- Sharp/Solid
- First-aid Kit
Brom
Hema wrote: ↑Wed Nov 08, 2017 8:01 pm
Dinosawer wrote: ↑Tue Nov 07, 2017 4:42 am
"Well, I could, but I'm not supposed to just use the PSI amp willy nilly here on the ship. However, I was gonna look around if there's someplace I can be useful with these - you could tag along if you want."
Follow along with Saoirse.
"Good to have such a responsible teammate! I look forward to seeing your PSI amps in action.
I'll try to help you out where I can. I'm quite strong you know."
You follow Saoirse around after she leaves the armory, repeatedly attempting to talk to her - but something always gets in the way. Sometimes she gets into a conversation, other times a door closes in front of you, and still other times you simply turn the corner and lose track of her entirely. By some strange twist of fate, you wind up outside the ship. It seems Saoirse is trying to help fix the hull or something. You grabbed a pressure suit and followed her out.
It suddenly occurs to you that this would be the perfect time to see her use her PSI amp. Better yet, a large, twisted metal beam is falling directly towards her face. You stand back and watch with interest.
Saoirse seems to be quite good with her PSI amp. She easily dodges the beam, tossing it to the side after she's out of the way, and gets to work clearing out the debris through a hole in the hull. You kick at the dirt and watch her for a while. She seems to be quite enjoying herself - you can even hear her humming, muffled, something about a rocky road to somewhere.
Then, suddenly, over the comms, you hear: "Stop him!"
You turn - out of the corner of your eye, you see a suited engineer making a break for it with some kind of weapon concealed in his arms. He blasts one of the other engineers that tries to stop him and dodges past, sliding on the dirt under another officer. The man is headed straight for the hole in the side of the ship - to freedom.
The work site is an uproar. "Deserter! Deserter!" People shout and drop what they're doing, either trying to go after him or trying to stay well out of the way. "Deserter! He's got a weapon!"
Miles
Detritus wrote: ↑Wed Nov 08, 2017 8:08 pm
Assess Frank.
Look back at Brenna.
"Okay. Err... my name is Miles. Justin Miles. You can call me that, if you wish. Umm... I guess I'll see you later, then."
Once Brenna indicates the conversation is over,
check PDA for library, see where Anelle is.
Go to the battle bridge and seek out Anelle. Don't say hi to her. Wait somewhere near the walls and a door.
Study Anelle from afar. Take in physical characteristics, from eye color to how she walks.
You give Frank a good, thorough examination. It's okay to look at him for more than two seconds. He's not Anelle. You see nothing interesting about him, and look back at Brenna. "Okay. Err... my name is Miles. Justin Miles. You can call me that, if you wish. Um... I guess I'll see you later, then."
Brenna nods. "All right."
You leave, checking your PDA for the library. You soon find it on the map, and head in that direction.
~~~
You've found her.
She, true to form, is near the library. From this distance, the chances of her seeing you are very low, so you'll stare at her for more than two seconds. You're feeling a little wild, so you think you'll skip three and go directly to four - four seconds max! Anelle's wavy hair is short, a nice, pretty light auburn color. It comes down a bit below her chin, some ways above her shoulders. Her eyes - you can't tell from this distance (and she's not looking at you anyway), but you saw that they were green when you were sitting across the table from her. You wish you could see them again. She's wearing a ruffled dark navy skirt and a light shirt - not typical army getup, but then, she's only on board as a librarian.
Unfortunately, as you soon discover, she's not alone. She's talking to some guy - some
big guy - that you've never seen before. He's super tall. You can't tell too much about him - the emergency lights in this area are dim and flickering - but you can definitely tell he's really muscular.
Anelle speaks, and you strain your ears. You can only catch some of the words. "Awww!" she coos. "... Adorable! You're ... so sweet!"
The man puts something back on his shoulder and asks something - but you can't make out what he's saying. Who is he? And why are they meeting in secret like this?
The girl answers him. "We had ... a big fight," she admits. Her voice echoes and throws the sound. "Some ... trying to hurt ... almost killed me..." She's quieter for a while, and you can't quite hear her. It sounds like she's talking about some kind of past relationship - a very abusive relationship. She didn't mention this to you. After a moment she pipes up again, and says in a louder voice, "You look really strong." She pauses and says nothing for a time. And then, just when you're sure their conversation is over - she
giggles. "It's ... really big ... I think I can find something for you to do with that..." Anelle says more, but you can't quite make it out.
Another giggle echoes down the corridors.