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Year 361, Month Three, Day Seventeen (Monday), ~04:00-04:50

Assumptions, just to get everyone more or less on the same time track again:

- Mikodez ignored messages from the other PCs for a couple hours while he collected a DNA sample from unconscious!Istradez, screwed around with his gun, and entertained baby Crowned-with-Eyes the mothling and Fluffy the Vraselian pseudo-dragon. The notebooks that Mikodez abstracted from Remi's lab appear to be a Space Bullet Journal about life on a war-torn technologically backwards planet. [The heptarchate is evil, but as long as you're not a heretic, the standard of living is actually quite high, with good social/medical services &c.]

Also, at some point Mikodez will have noticed that someone (Sasha) has cut off his access from the lokwor into the station grid.

At 4:50, Mikodez runs into Vana looking for Remi at the bubble tea shop. We can pick up from there. As per [personal profile] zuhrovet's suggestion, I advise that Mikodez is looking for Remi in order to get much-needed information on mothling care, although it may occur to him that he can possibly wheedle that info out of Vana as well.

- After the meeting between Sasha, Sulen, Virmad, and Ashari:

I presume that Sulen has either gone off to practice with the airgun in the interim (or lied to Sasha that they were going to, to get her off their back; your choice!). How good is Sulen with firearms? Ankat (running as NPC) will volunteer to show Sulen the basics, largely out of Kel paranoia that someone is going to screw up Gun 101.

Around 4:00, Teo has messaged Virmad saying that a Safety worker has discovered Istradez (running as NPC) in one of the guest rooms. He says that Istradez has been given first aid but do they want to send someone from the Bumblebee to retrieve him, or will they authorize sending Istradez to Station Medical? If Vass wants, they could go to Istradez and perhaps supervise any additional care that the medics give him.

Sasha will have overheard this presumably. In the intervening hours, it appears that the owner of the wriggly virus suspects that it has been detected. It has gone quiescent and/or deleted most traces of itself, presumably in the hopes of lying low until Sasha's suspicions die down.

Kaliyan (running as NPC) shows up in the newly made mothling bay to inform Alaric that she thinks that the modifications to the ship have screwed up something in life support--not critical now while they're docked at a space station, but kind a problem later.

Ashari, investigating Gerae's lockpicks more closely in some spare moment (maybe because they're having trouble sleeping?), discovers that some of them include hidden poison needle units. This isn't just a matter of a hobby of picking pockets, Gerae was prepared for Serious Business.

NOTE: If inactive players wish to return to active status, message me or leave a comment or email me (yoon at yoonhalee dot com), and we'll work something out.

[Mikodez, from 02:75 to 04:50]

Date: 2018-01-16 03:47 am (UTC)
pengwern: baby hound (very authentic fear)
From: [personal profile] pengwern
Mikodez hadn’t wanted to risk finding another deserted lab with a functional gene scanner, which was why he was stuck waiting for the thing to start when Sasha’s first message came in. He could hardly tell them he just needed to verify if his cousin was an imposter. Sulen at the very least would demand an estimate accurate to the minute.

None of the devices he had on him were secure enough for him to feel comfortable sending a message from a spot two floors above the visitor quarters, so he ignored it, just in time for the proximity alerts he’d set around Istradez to start buzzing. Two, then four people were in the room and...now they were searching the suite. What a good thing that Mikodez had artfully arranged the room before he left, stacking the exhibition equipment in one corner, hiding his visitor pass casually in a pile of clothes, and stuffing the eldritch hatchling blob into his pack. Fluffy was in its carrier, finally quiescent after the snacks.

When the scanner finally finishes processing a full 108 minutes later, Mikodez is halfway to snapping his wrist display apart. Two more angry messages from Sulen, the station grid not working for him, and no way with two station workers in the rrom to continue interrogating someone who was APPRENTLY TELLING THE TRUTH -- Answering the messages would be a problem for future Mikodez. Was there anyone on the Wasp who he could take at face value?

He heads down to Remi’s favorite bubble tea stand instead. A background like the type one reads about in stock panegyrics to the Hexarchate’s benevolence, and Remi’s trying to make it to a rebellion. Mikodez really wants to hear his reasoning against this heptarchate, where it’s been two whole days without a single remembrance scheduled, not even in the coming seven-day week.

[off topic but]

Date: 2018-01-18 03:40 am (UTC)
pengwern: a moth in silver and violet, plopped on a scheming head (every sky is full of friends)
From: [personal profile] pengwern
[I forgot bullet journals are a thing that exists -- can you blame me when this is a setting moderately replete in Space Bullets >o<]

Re: [off topic but]

Date: 2018-01-24 12:54 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] pengwern
[Then he could...wear them as a belt! But that's probably too close to a heretical focus. I was imagining giant artillery shells stuffed with Remi's notes.]

Re: [off topic but]

Date: 2018-01-24 01:18 am (UTC)
pengwern: Ninefox Smiling (^U^)
From: [personal profile] pengwern
[...and from that day on, Remi bore a grudge against upstart Kel/Shuos who filched his bullet cases full of notes for AMMUNITION...]

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