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ɴᴀᴛʜᴀ orbiters ❰ mod collective ❱ ([personal profile] natha) wrote in [community profile] elnyan2018-06-29 03:05 pm
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❪ test drive #6 ❫

YOUR STORY BEGINS    

The Storm came. You remember darkness, but you don't remember much after that.

You don't know how long you slept, but the dreams were short. You remember the expanse of stars and galaxies in your direct view. Every world and solar system ever known to man was present in your dreams in careful, pristine detail. You also witnessed the Storm, which has devoured a fair portion of these galaxies. Your Earth and similar planets were assimilated by the Storm. Somehow, you knew it would be the last you'd see of your world. That was when she told you what happened. You knew that you'd be living somewhere new. The details weren't clear, but you knew it was a part of a deal with the entity known as Darma.

Not long after, you'll wake at Thesa Station. Your body is still cold; it all felt like a dream, but somehow, you knew it wasn't —

We were mistaken to think we should not intervene. Dangers far beyond what should exist on this planet lurk beyond even our sight. Poor Ysverai's resurrection is only a portent of what threatens this world. El Nysa must remain frozen in time until we have found a way to repair the damage the High Dragon has wrought. But repair it we will. We give you this promise.

We are sorry for leaving you in your time of need. There was greater danger, or so we thought. The Storm, for the first time, had somehow encroached beyond our shields. Blinded to what was occurring on the planet, we believed it safe to turn our sight from the planet… Safe to leave our physical forms entirely, for we needed the energy to ward off the Storm. We withdrew ourselves from our aspect that we call Thesa, and in doing so left you vulnerable. We can only hope you will forgive us.

Still, we must ask your aid, for both your sake, and for all life on this fragile planet. Please, leave the matter of Ysverai's curse in our hands. Ready yourselves to journey to Nadril and find how the High Dragon's resurrection was hidden from our sight. We will do all in our power to repair El Nysa, but you should prepare yourselves well. We fear there is yet greater danger ahead, both from the Storm and from what lies obscured on the planet.

CLEAN-UP CREW    

While everything has wound down significantly from the strife and destruction of battle, the frozen image of Ysverai, the massive, rotten dragon, and the hole he tore in El Nysa's sky, on several screens of the station is a constant reminder of what took place. New and old refugees alike will notice that prolonged exposure to these images will leave them with a disquiet that gradually builds to actual pain. The discomfort starts from a crawling sensation, insects over skin, and gradually becomes unbearable. They will begin to hear the cries of Ysverai’s pain and suffering, first whispers, then echoes, then wails. Even after Refugees tear their eyes away from this footage, a strange itching sensation remains beneath their skin for several minutes.

The dragon isn’t a matter for them to deal with, however. Darma made it clear that the Natha will find a solution. For now, everyone is encouraged to assist in the clean-up of the cities currently frozen in time. However, in interest of the current events and the fact that the refugees still have much to prepare for, they will be offering this help remotely.

Several stations are set up where refugees can remote control drones to map out areas and pick up some of the lighter weight debris. Those more well versed technology are encouraged to assist those who may be having trouble getting started with the unfamiliar Natha tech. It seems like it’ll definitely take some getting used to, though. On the bright side, they’re pretty durable drones so if at first you don’t succeed, press the next button? To keep morale high during the clean-up efforts, one of the Natha have set up large hoops around dumpsites and a scoreboard program in the control room, though there's no sign of any directions or rules to be found. That's right, you can play a mechanized version of… some sort of game while you're helping clean up El Nysa. Just make sure you don't get too carried away with competitive spirit!

For those looking to pilot something more heavy-duty, there are also cockpits set up for remote control piloting of basic mecha. These are very similar to the VR simulations offered on the station. However, they will not work without a partner. To be able to successfully move one of these, two refugees will be required to connect their minds and pilot in tandem. This may be a daunting task, but with the extensive structural damage to the cities, it's a necessary one. Piloting will require trust and cooperation to make it through. The more connected the pilots are, the more agile and powerful their mecha will be. For those who can’t seem to get on the same page, coordination will be a pipe dream.

PROBLEMS WITH THE SHIP    

By now it’s likely clear to all refugees, new and old, that for all that they may appear to be infinitely powerful, the Natha Orbiters have been shaken by the recent events on El Nysa. The details of Ysverai’s revival were somehow obscured from their view, and while they’re focusing their efforts on the planet, certain… abnormalities again begin to arise on Thesa Station.

The most prevalent of the problems plaguing the Station are the malfunctioning doors. Walking through a door that should lead to a bedroom or kitchen (or, for the truly unfortunate, a toilet) will suddenly take refugees somewhere entirely different and possibly even new. And while this may lead to some accusations of breaking and entering, at least these mishaps can be quickly rectified by an apology and a hasty exit. That is, unless the door refuses to open again — the locks also seem to be malfunctioning.

Still, those that find themselves transported somewhere familiar, though off-limits, should consider themselves lucky. Thesa Station is far more vast than most refugees are aware, and some of them might find themselves wandering into a uniquely sticky laboratory. This area appears to serve no purpose other than to house dozens of slimes. These slimes appear not only in a variety of fun colours, but with a variety of not-so-fun abilities ranging from harmless (spitting bubbles) to deadly (spitting fire). Regardless of what abilities a slime possesses however, they are all relentlessly friendly, and characters will need to be careful not to accidentally bringing one out with them once they manage to escape.

Unfortunately, that’s not the only situation to escape from. Whether it’s in the mess hall or the bathroom, many will find themselves suddenly rising off the ground. … with everything else in the room, too! It seems like gravity control is also on the fritz. Fortunately, most open spaces aboard the station have a small control panel that can correct these effects. The only problem is getting there. Hopefully at least one of you refugees took that anti-gravity safety course.

SUMMER TURNS TO WINTER    

The news that the refugees should begin preparations for a return to El Nysa may come as a surprise given that the planet still remains frozen, but it appears there is one community that has somehow withstood Darma’s intervention: an area known as Nadril where time continues to flow freely. Not much information is available regarding this destination, other than the fact that it is isolated, and, more importantly, that it is cold.

(Maybe characters should consider the malfunctioning thermostat plunging the temperature to below zero in certain areas on the station as preparation for their upcoming journey!)

There are other resources available for those itching to take action, of course. There will be a new supply pack delivered to each room containing gear meant to withstand freezing temperatures — both clothing and storage gear to keep water rations from freezing. Characters will also be alerted to new training programs available in the VR room that are designed to assist with survival in the snowy regions of Nadril.

The training programs will consist of a variety of tutorials that will assist in winter survival. Naturally, there will be courses on how to start fires, find food, and build igloos to withstand the frigid temperatures, but that’s not all. Due to the Natha testing their systems, there will occasionally be strange occurrences. For example, refugees may experience a snowball or two pelting them from out of nowhere, or they may suddenly find themselves being cloaked by a snow yeti costume, amongst many other inconveniences. Hopefully that doesn’t detract from the lessons to be learned here, as some of the training programs can include extreme weather survival, including the perils of snow storms or avalanches.

SOCIAL-LINKED(in)   
By some miracle, there are still some quieter parts of the hall. This may be an appropriate time to check out your smartphone. Aside from the expected "Omage" app, there seems to be a new one called Social-Linked. There, you may find a profile waiting to be posted. The app allows for the user to fill it in, but there is also an auto-function! upon pressing it, it will generate a shockingly-honest answer based on the Natha's observation of your history. Roman will be your only friend in this app, with his very own profile:

●●●●○ THESA
ROMAN
@romannoodles (∞), Thesa

I WAS A: Butler! I still am, and I'm happy to serve all of the new arrivals!

I'M SKILLED IN: Cooking, cleaning, anything that involves making your life better!

I'M LOOKING FOR: Consistency!

ALSO, I'M: Not entirely certain if the "auto" profile function is to your liking. Feel free to edit if it is not to taste!

So, have you decided on making your own profile? Perhaps you used the "auto" function on accident? Regardless, once your profile is out there, it's out there. And like the Omage app, it will match you with someone. NOTE: Please use the form below to fill out a profile! Whether it's auto-generated or filled by the character is up to you!

STASIS UNITS    

During this time of crisis, the Natha have done their utmost to ensure the safety of those in cryosleep. However, due to the nature of recent events, they will be asking some refugees to do a quick check on some of the pods in the stasis unit. While they are definitely looking for any damage that may have occurred over these past few weeks, they also seem interested in getting a deeper insight into some of the occupants.

On each control panel for the pods, there's a new application, asking observers to add notes and commentary — the Natha are looking for a more personal understanding of their sleeping occupants. Refugees are tasked with providing evaluations of the sleepers, based on both their knowledge of those from their homes and on what they can observe just by examining them in their repose. The application asks for how useful you think the pod's occupant would be in a crisis, what their skills are, what their best feature is, if you'd take them with you for a long walk on the beach, and so on… And, of course, all answers must be recorded out loud. Anyone passing by could overhear these evaluations, flattering or less than.

FINAL OOC NOTES    
As always, feel free to wildcard prompts within Thesa Station!

These threads may be carried over as game canon if players choose. Players are encouraged to submit TDM threads as application samples, but they are not required. Please direct any OOC questions to the questions thread below.

New players may submit an AC-length thread HERE from this TDM for 2 Natha REP. In addition, old players who have not submitted rep for the Hour of Ruin log may also submit a TDM thread for 2 Natha REP. The due date for submission is July 15 11:59 PM EST.

For this application cycle, there will be a cap of 60 and no reserves. Applications will be open on July 9 12:01 AM EST and end on July 13 11:59 PM EST. Thank you!

warmare: (恐慌)

[personal profile] warmare 2018-06-30 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
[The choice of position was a smart one on Ren's part. The moment a voice cuts through her dark reverie, her back leg twitches, muscles in her flank tense, hoof almost lifts off the floor. Her more human half is more tightly controlled, but the equine half... it's screaming terrified to anyone with horse sense.

It is difficult to turn her head, captivated in the most awful of ways by the infinite seeming black, but she cannot be left vulnerable in this strange place, and so she forces it, turning her dark gaze towards the man (man?) who had spoken.

Beautiful, he says. Hah-]


No one has.

[Or... should have. In her time, in her world... the idea of such things beyond the sky... they were the ravings of mad men. And now her.]
nineteenfortyfive: (BASHFUL)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-06-30 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
Nice to meet you, Montgomery. [It's a given that she wishes it were under better circumstances. The slimes aren't the worst thing to endure. The confusion, the uncertainty... he's right. It's a lot.]

You're telling me. It's been an adventure, that's for certain. I haven't spent much time up here beyond recent days, but assuming the bloody doors work as they should I'd be happy to help you out however I can.
violentbeauty: (Default)

[personal profile] violentbeauty 2018-06-30 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
You can't blame Yukari. He comes from an era where survival skills are becoming a lost art. No need to worry about surviving in the woods, he'll never be caught dead in there! He finds it so not beautiful to be scrounging around the wilderness.

As for armed group, Yukari pauses to recall his infiltration mission."Maybe about fifty, or more."

They were also super-powered, so it did make the situation slightly difficult. Though Yukari managed to overcome it, unscathed.

"And, you? You don't seem to be a stranger to something like that it." Yukari points out, mainly through being observant.
claudel: (f07)

Fergus Fraser || Outlander

[personal profile] claudel 2018-06-30 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
[i. MALFUNCTION]

[ Doors leading to the wrong room is undoubtedly confusing for everyone, but for someone like Fergus, newly awoken and thrown into Ship Life, it's ... Well. Everything is already confusing, so how is he to know what's wrong or right?

But he suspects something is wrong when he tries to double back and winds up in two completely different places.

Maybe the problem is with him? Fergus can admit he's feeling disoriented. Unsure of what to do, he takes a moment to stand where he is and look around before trying another door ... or two.
]


[ii. SOCIAL-LINKED]

●●●●○ THESA
FERGUS FRASER
@claudel (33), Earth

I WAS A: Purveyor of fine alcohols.

I'M SKILLED IN: Whatever you need me to be skilled in.

I'M LOOKING FOR: Friends.

ALSO, I'M: French.



[iii. STASIS]

[ The one place Fergus finds to be the most comfortable is the Stasis Unit. Maybe that's because it's where he himself woke up from, so it's safe, in a way. And unnerving. All these peaceful but sleeping faces, people of all sorts from all sorts of places - if he's to believe what he's been told, and frankly, why shouldn't he - it's just strange.

He wanders the rows. He's looking for those familiar faces, like everyone is here. He passes some people visiting their own loved ones before he falls upon one very important person. Marsali, his wife. Something catches in his throat as he presses a hand to the glass, murmuring something to her beneath his breath.
]
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sheriffing: (🌟0006132)

doors

[personal profile] sheriffing 2018-06-30 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
Unfortunately, the doors create some unwelcome situations around here. She's noticed a few malfunctions herself, but Emma's solution is typically to kick it until starts working again, and then to suffer the consequences of wherever she ends up. The Natha expect them to rest here while they wait for the next phase of this plan, so for once, Emma's exhausted enough to listen. She's half asleep when Bucky walks in, and while her first instinct is to see who's interrupting a rare nap, the sight of him has her wishing she'd kept her eyes closed.

"Jefferson?" she asks sleepily, confused enough to bolt upright even as he turns to leave. Barging in is definitely something the Mad Hatter would do, but last she checked he was in stasis with the others. She's still staring at him when he asks to be let out, because while the resemblance isn't perfect, it's still clearly there.

"Yeah, sometimes it sticks." So she gets to her feet, pulling her boots on in case she needs to force the thing. "I can try. You're..." Not Jefferson. Not with a closer look. But for a moment there, she thought she was going to have to hide all the tea on the station. "You look like a guy I knew."
thunderblight: (☀ 22)

3! (UN: Daybreaker)

[personal profile] thunderblight 2018-06-30 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Bad with bombs"?

Surely there's a story behind that. Up to mischief in the princess' absence, champion?
thedarkbond: (judgebau)

[personal profile] thedarkbond 2018-06-30 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
Oh? So you must be from a really different time, then. [Ren holds a hand up to his chin, his other hand supporting his elbow - it's an exaggerated motion of thoughtfulness, but it also serves to make sure both his hands are visible as not doing anything threatening. It still seems like she's very on edge, especially since she had to force herself to turn his way.]

I'd ask you what it's like to be the first, but I think it'd be a little sad with things the way they are.

[He makes a rather exaggerated pout, as if he's upset by the upset of others too. Honestly, he is sympathetic to the feeling - he knows space well enough, but it doesn't stop him from feeling crushingly lonely here - but genuine sentiment isn't a thing he offers before he knows his audience.]
thedarkbond: (pitch black sage)

[personal profile] thedarkbond 2018-06-30 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
oh, i really like giving as well! sometimes it's fine to just take, but i don't know how people don't get bored doing just that all the time...

[Says the guy who constantly gets his coworkers to do his work for him, but hey.]

i'm always ready for a game~
but i'm a bit new, so maybe we should meet somewhere i know i can find...is there a common room or something here? i get lost easily (´•ω•`)


[Surprisingly, this is not actually an excuse not to meet an unknown quantity one-on-one.]
npa: (pic#)

[personal profile] npa 2018-06-30 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ she's definitely intimidating in the physical sense. this, naturally, was only amplified by the strength and speed she exhibited. this was definitely a reason for concern, especially as they were directed to him not so long ago. seconds, really, and yet ... the vulnerability she showed was so raw that somehow that temporarily overrode those facts. then again, he had always been the type to be composed no matter the circumstances.

he alsoi wasn't the type to get blind sighted by emotions (in theory, there are exceptions, of course), but he still feels for her. it's clear she loved her people. those in stasis who were on the other side. now that he thinks of it, he definitely heard a voice singing praises to those in the other side of the pods.

while he has taken a few steps to a more safe distance, he doesn't completely leave her. rather—
] I apologize if I offended you. [ he supposes there were types who defaulted to a state of violence. especially since no one could accurately tell which way emotions would take their toll. he's certainly been through enough murder cases to pick that much up, but. ] I can tell they mean a lot to you. [ "mean" not meant. it's not over yet, he thinks.

he's heard so far all sorts of miracles happen here. he supposed them waking up was also proof of that.
]
reek: (pic#11892048)

A! hello welcome back!!

[personal profile] reek 2018-06-30 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Theon hadn’t believed in gods when Ammy was awake last. He hadn’t believed in them at all until he heard his true name whispered through the ancient weirwood tree. He sees Ammy’s red markings only for a moment, and he thinks he’s seeing a bleeding wolf: some sort of ghost from his past mistakes. He blinks, and the markings are gone, but he recognizes her. No other large animals are currently aboard the station.

A lot has changed, including Theon himself. Gone is the dark-haired boy who used to smile at all the wrong things. In his place is a white-haired specter, as thin as a reed. He doesn’t smile anymore. His teeth have been smashed to painful splinters. He limps like an old man, but his eyes are still young. He hasn’t aged more than a year. He’s just been broken very badly, but at least he remembers.
]

You’re back.
nineteenfortyfive: (KNOW)

i

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-06-30 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Whenever people begin to wake up, Claire holds her breath.

She doesn't want to hope because, depending on the day, she can't decide whether she'd actually want her family here or not. It was terrible enough worrying about her newfound loved ones with the dragon over their heads. The thought of Bree, or Jenny, or Fergus in this place?

It scares her.

But fear is the last thing she feels when she spots a familiar form standing about.]


Fergus.

[It's not loud enough for him to hear. There's no question about it, though. That's Fergus. So, there's no reason to hesitate, and Claire almost finds herself laughing because of course in these horrible times he happens to awaken. Joy is not a thing she thought she'd feel up here in the station.]

Fergus!

[That's the only warning he'll get before she flings her arms around him, pulling him into the tightest hug she can muster.]
revlon: (232)

[personal profile] revlon 2018-06-30 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
Your ship?

[ Consider her curiosity piqued. She does still intend to search out the mess and she may even offer to help this gentlemen get to wherever he needs to go, but lingering for a bit of small talk never hurts. Especially if they're new. This place can be overwhelming enough even when things are in tip-top shape. ]

Technology like this isn't unfamiliar to you, then, Mister — ?
guidetoblivion: (♞ 007)

rude awakening!

[personal profile] guidetoblivion 2018-06-30 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Riku is honestly just minding his own business – he’s better now than he was right after the fight, when the result of the world dying had left him at the edge of despair, but well, he isn’t quite paying attention just yet, at least not until he gets an elbow knocked into him (Uff!) and then has to do a double-take because.]

…Roxas?!

[Oh yea, even though they have never actually met, not in Riku’s memory at least, he’s familiar enough with this particular tuff of chocobo hair to recognize the other. (He almost smells like Sora, the way Naminé doesn’t quite smell like Kairi.)

Now to worry about more imminent things though – like the threat of the Nobody barfing all over his shoes – even though Riku certainly understands the feeling.]


Come on, this way.

[He reaches to grab Roxas by the arm, to drag him right to the nearest toilet stall. Might as well avoid making a mess, right?]
violentbeauty: (Default)

[personal profile] violentbeauty 2018-06-30 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
Rider? You have so many names, I wonder how you can keep up with all of them. Isn't it a little exhausting? Though, Alex,huh? It sounds really cute.

[Somehow it doesn't really match a conqueror, but maybe that would make him more easy to talk to.

It's true what Rider says, he can only ho by a book for so long. Yukari envisions the king to be more like a tyrant. Not at all like this likeable and easy-going character.]


You're right. I have the real person so close to me. Now I can get your point of view and learn about your past through your eyes. It sounds like a treat.
warmare: (決心)

[personal profile] warmare 2018-06-30 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Stiff, already on the defensive, Hayame forces herself to stand the full measure of her height, topping over seven feet what with her human half beginning where a horse's neck usually did, already at shoulder height for most humans. Looks him over, hard, critical, for weapons, for the measure of his strength.]

You will have no answer.

[Who was he to ask, or even care? And in a place like this, who was she to-]

What do you want?
claudel: (f06)

[personal profile] claudel 2018-06-30 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Praise the lord, right? Fergus is laughing, too, the sort of laugh that comes with relief and gratefulness when he hears Claire's voice and is wrapped up in her hug. ]

Milady! You're here!

[ And that's just about the best news. It could be topped by having a few more familiar faces, but he'll take what he can get. ]

Wherever here is.
guidetoblivion: edit by me (♞ 027)

Stasis

[personal profile] guidetoblivion 2018-06-30 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Riku has been standing by the pod of a blonde girl, muttering quietly to himself; even awake Naminé has always listened when he was troubled and well… the past week was very troubling indeed. (He wishes she was awake. He wishes she could advise him somehow, even if he has no idea what she would say. No matter what she is, no matter what she’s done… Naminé has always seemed to understand him, and the burden of his guilt… maybe exactly because she carries one of her own.)

His head turns sharply when he hears someone else speak up, a guy, maybe a little younger than him? After considering Peter for a moment, he shakes his head.]


It’s fine. I was done here anyway.

[Even if he hadn’t been… the sleeping always forgive one paying attention to those woken instead. Speaking of…]

You were just woken, weren’t you?

[He knows that look after all.]
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guidetoblivion: (♞ 006)

Slime Time!

[personal profile] guidetoblivion 2018-06-30 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Honestly, Riku had meant to do one of the simulations – going to the mountains will be tougher on him than on others he knows, and he needs to make sure that he won’t freeze in the cold (figuratively anyway) – but the station is big and sometimes even a veteran like him gets turned around.

Which is exactly why he’s suddenly standing in the middle of the slime room, either dodging the fire breath (really? Hadn’t they just had a goddamn fire-breathing dragon down on El Nysa?) or just saving himself the trouble by drawing up his shield between himself and the slime and letting the magic protect him.

At the question he snorts:]


Depends on your definition, I’d say.

[Behind the shield, maybe sort of. Otherwise? Certainly not.

Light, why are those things attempting to cuddle up to him anyway?]
willrevile: ( commission / dnt ) (0340)

[personal profile] willrevile 2018-06-30 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's easier second by second, because Scotty's here. Jim doesn't have to pretend he's not a mess, or awkwardly ignore the way he's pulling himself together. The weight off his shoulders is enormous - but there's still the weight of, you know, everything else.

If only Jim were a hugger. ]


Beta III weird up until this week, [ Jim tells him, ] potential apocalypse weird recently. A starship sized zombie dragon's the one that beat me up.

At least it didn't choke me, though.

[ His trachea is tired of its whole life. ]
nineteenfortyfive: (SINCERE)

[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-06-30 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
[There's no need to cup his face and take a good look at him because she's visited him often enough in stasis. So, she just hugs him longer, blinking back the tears of relief.]

Oh, Fergus.

[She's missed him terribly. He's never been far from her mind. It's difficult not to think about your first adopted son when you keep taking in others left and right.]

It's a long story. I'll do what I can to clear up what the Natha haven't, but God, it's so good to see you.

[Now she'll pull back so that they can see one another. Don't mind the glassy eyes. The important thing is that she's smiling.]
reek: (pic#11770792)

i

[personal profile] reek 2018-06-30 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ Theon’s entire life is a malfunction. He’s beginning to think he should have never left his room. The ship has become a maze with its malfunctioning doors, and he’s spent ten minutes trying to get back to where he’s meant to be.

It discomforts him, the idea of anyone being behind the next door, so he unsheathes his knife for the first time in a very long while.

A dangerous move, he warns himself, but he doesn’t take heed. His hands tremble even still, and he can barely grasp the blade in his hand. As the door slides open and he comes face to face with a stranger on the other side, he jumps in surprise, and his blade clatters to the floor.
]

Seven hells.

[ More irritated and embarrassed than anything, honestly. ]
altergeist: (Default)

clean-up crew

[personal profile] altergeist 2018-06-30 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know about the insides, but I'd like to get a look at the coding for this interface...

[It's half a response and half also a murmur to herself based on what Scotty's comment had put in her head - Emma is a coder, not an engineer, but that just means she's appreciating a different aspect of these drones and the general setup here.

The fact that it's even coming up at all just reminds her that they're most likely not going to get to pick them apart, and she lets out a loud sigh, leaning her head back as her fingers continue to move at a blinding pace across the controls.]


Nothing but a pipe dream for now, though, right?
altergeist: (how charming)

clean-up crew

[personal profile] altergeist 2018-06-30 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
You're giving up pretty early, aren't you?

[The remark comes from a woman a few stations down, who glances over with the touch of a smile to her red lips. Where the drones are gathered, one finishes gathering a bundle of trash and scores a textbook shot through the hoop with it.]

I mean, you don't have to do it, but it's more fun when there's a game to it, isn't it? [Emma winks, glancing back to her console only to make sure she's where she thinks she is in the area before her hands, moving in a skilled flurry over the controls, go back to piloting her own drone.]
altergeist: (playful)

a

[personal profile] altergeist 2018-06-30 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, hey, you look lost. [A woman not much taller than five foot and dressed in a just-tight-enough motorcycling outfit chimes in from somewhere in the vicinity of All Might, waving a hand to get his attention. It's usually not her style to hand-hold people through this sort of thing, but it could get her in the good graces of someone who looks like they can handle themselves in non-technology-related situations.

She weaves through the crowd towards him, arms crossed under her chest and a wry smile on the edge of her lips.]


A big guy like you might have some trouble, systems like this take fine handiwork, you know? [She does, at least, speak with authority enough to say that she most likely does indeed know what she's doing.]
winecasks: (pic#10819392)

ii, un: R

[personal profile] winecasks 2018-06-30 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
A purveyor of fine alcohols! And French, at that. You just may be my favorite person, monsieur. It is a shame that I have never met you, or so I can only assume as much. Where in France do you come from?