WEEK 4: DECOMMISSION

[dropoffs]

WEEK 4 ALERT

emergency detected

 

ALERT: EMERGENCY IN THE SIMULATION ROOMS.
LOCKDOWN SEQUENCE ENGAGING.
SYSTEM REBOOT LOCKED.

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

REQUESTING CALLSIGNS:
INQUISITOR AND HARLEY QUINN
REPORT TO THE MAIN SIMULATION ROOM.

A barrier barred me from leaving my location and the other senior officers are not responding to messages. Tread with caution.

CALLISTO

It's somber, this morning, barring the sudden, clipped 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 weeks. The sequestering of one in the brig, the other monitored in the medical bay. The truth of their actions, come to light. The night passes without fanfare, and the sleep is barely fitful, no matter where you have spent the night.

And then, the morning comes.

The walls of the Eudora feel looming in the silence, but duty calls. Temenos and Harley have been requested to investigate the simulation room. There's nothing to guide them through these hallways except their own feet and the familiarity of this alert from many weeks past; there is no compulsion, there is no guiding light, just a request from the synthetic AI voice of the ship herself chirruping over and over again. If others attempt to investigate in their stead, they'll find that they're given no access through the archway of the simulation room's entry, but these two individuals can make it through without trouble.

The simulation room is not off, like it has been the past couple of weeks.

Instead... it's rather different from before.

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

Comments

[applebough]

[ Just combine Saturday and Sunday and call it a Weekend instead. ]

[roseoftexas]

[ the whole week is bad signs but saturday and sunday are the kings. ]

[applebough]

[ that's how it be on this bitch of a world

Yuri just loosely holds onto Shu's sleeve. ]

[roseoftexas]

[ this bitch of a spaceship.

she’s allowed. he leans a little to bump his arm against hers. there’s not a lot they can do from here. ]

[applebough]

[ She'll watch as she promised to do. ]

[roseoftexas]

[ watching’s about all they can do. not that he’s particularly happy about it. ]

[applebough]

[ There goes Temenos... ]

[roseoftexas]

[ ah. ]

[applebough]

[ Yuri was about to full on scream when she saw Temenos go splat, but then... oh... huh...? ]

W... What...? He's... huh?

[roseoftexas]

[ stares into the distance. ]

…

He’s back on the tower. [ actually, if he thinks about it— ]

It’s normally whoever gets into the room first that’s in control of it, isn’t it?

[applebough]

Is... it...?

[ That makes sense with Dion's. Does it align with everyone else's? She can't think properly right now despite having used this room so much. ]

[roseoftexas]

I don’t know. I assumed it was — like having admin privileges or something.

[ … ]

He’s okay. [ for now, but still. she probably needs to hear it. ]

[applebough]

I... okay.

[ Yuri shakily breathes out. ]

... Thank you.

[ Then they finally arrive where Rosamund is and... apparently the one with the admin privileges is dead. Yuri more or less expected this, but the grip of Shu's sleeve is tight upon seeing it. ]

[roseoftexas]

[ one of those things everyone expected, but no one really wanted to be true.

he just sighs— realistic as he tends to be, it was hard not to hope that rosamund might’ve be okay. ]

[applebough]

[ She hears the audio ring and she stands there, stiff, as she closes her eye again for a long time before opening it. ]

... It's the end.