WEEK 0: ALERT

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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.

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Comments

[ravenry]

[ yeah she has no idea what a car is but somehow she knew ]

Even the weak and frail hold it together better than this.

[ a hiss? ]

[discomfort]

... what was that sound?

[ well at least he knows that's not a snake hiss noise so he isn't worried about snore (snake vore) ]

[agamid]

[ it can be whatever you say it is beautiful ]

[discomfort]

[ THE JUMPSCARE OF REALIZING THIS WAS TO ME ]

[ravenry]

[ put a sock on a door first scalie ]

[ravenry]

[ they can see into the stasis....

her eyes go the pod. the sciod (scien pod)? ]

That? What is that supposed to mean?

[discomfort]

I'm not--

[ well, then all that happens. owner just kind of waits until the end of the maniacal laughter stops before commenting. ]

It sounds like Scien is dead.

[ravenry]

[ her emotions are tumultuous as the sounds reach them, as the laughter ends in pain. her grip on her own hands tighten, and they tremble ever so slightly. ]

It seems so. He wanted to be burned.

[discomfort]

We can see to his wish.

[ he does not see why anyone would refuse the request?

and then they finally come back into view with the body. ]

... ah. They look okay, at least.

[ unharmed. ]

[rosebleed]

I agree. It would be the best courtesy.

[She swallows thickly as they move into view. She's no longer squeamish, but that doesn't stop her stomach from sinking like a rock.]

[discomfort]

But what happened to him...?

[ the recording was more than just a little worrisome. ]

[rosebleed]

I think...

[She trails off, glancing at Owner from the side of her eye. She reaches for his hand and gives a quick squeeze.]

Can I see you for tea later?

[There's an awful lot of people around]

[discomfort]

[ oh.

he smiles... a little more genuine, instead of the usual amused one he has. ]

Yes. Of course.

[ravenry]

It shouldn't be a hard request to grant.

[ people's dying wishes should be listened to. ]

... That is the least.

[ who knows what kind of emotional scars virche has given them ]

[discomfort]

[ once everything has come to a definite end and they get the decommissioned notification, he looks at her. ]

Well, there is no point in staying here. Would you like to join me in another game of go?

[ravenry]

[ some surprise filters through her dark but tired emotions. ]

Even now, I won't stand it if you go easy on me.

[discomfort]

Don't worry, I would never dream of it!

[ onward, then. ]