WEEK 0: ALERT

[dropoffs]

WEEK 0 ALERT

emergency detected

 

ALERT: EMERGENCY IN BRIG. LOCKDOWN SEQUENCE FAILED. SYSTEM REBOOT LOCKED, MANUAL REPAIRS NECESSARY TO RESUME FURTHER SHIPWIDE FUNCTION.

LIFE SUPPORT STABLE. CLIMATE CONTROL STABLE.
FUNCTIONALITY WILL RESUME AFTER EMERGENCY ADDRESSED.
WARNING: PROCEED WITH CAUTION

REQUESTING CALLSIGNS:
MIDDLEPART AND TRUSTFALL TO THE BRIG.

It's quiet, this morning, barring the request sent out by the Eudora. Hard to not be, considering the proceedings of yesterday - the loss of two crew members that you had come to know over the past week. The truth, revealed. They're answers, but many surely think that they are unsatisfactory answers. For this reason, Scien has been sequestered off to the brig, both for his safety and the safety of the remaining passengers, but questions can be asked.

Until the morning comes.

It's quiet, this morning. The walls of the Eudora feel looming in the silence, but duty calls. Eunhyuk Lee and Sheba have been requested to investigate the brig. There's nothing to guide them to the stasis bay and brig area except their own feet; no compulsion, no guiding light, just a request from the synthetic AI voice of the ship herself. If others attempt to investigate in their stead, they'll find that they're given no access beyond the area that houses the crew's lockers, but these two individuals can make it through without trouble.

The emergency lights aren't on, but there's a different glow to the area.

It's quiet.

NAVIGATE
LOCATIONS STATUSES PROFILES AUDIENCES REPORTING PRIVATE CONVOS MURDER SUPPLY SHOP COMMS DOSSIER

Comments

[tombtaker]

Only a suggestion. What you do on your own time is hardly up to me.

[frotag]

Dude, seriously, what did I do to get on your shitlist? You don't have to like me, sure, but I'm not trying to beef with anyone here.

[naeddre]

Don't bother. He's puffing up his coat to get a rise out of you.

[drymonster]

[ glances over to see who we're talking about and just thinks oh yeah he fucking sucks ]

[naeddre]

[well hold on

she raises an eyebrow. that's it. judgement eyebrow.]

[drymonster]

[ raises his eyebrows back

sucks. ]

[naeddre]

[there's a brief thought of three inches and then she looks away.]

[drymonster]

[discomfort]

[drymonster]

[discomfort]

[tombtaker]

[ lol. lmao even. ]

[bossbabygirl]

[a murder...]

[frotag]

[ "Necchan is ruthless..." ]

[inquired]

[agamid]

[ 😞 ]

[frotag]

I genuinely want to know what he has to say.

[naeddre]

I promise you won't get a genuine answer. [...] Something is going wrong on the other side of that barrier. We have bigger problems.

[frotag]

. . .

Yeah, you're right.

[naeddre]

[... very gently pats his arm.]

[frotag]

[ there's a blip of surprise that quickly turns into a warm sense of gratitude. ]

[tombtaker]

No problems between us, friend.

[ throné is most definitely right. ]

[tombtaker]

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