"I'm going to request a transport," says Ashari. "Alaric, I'm going to need you to act more incompetent than you are and make it seem like you're not sure if something's wrong. Or that you're lying to me about something being wrong. That way, if we're caught on our engines being not as damaged as we say, you can act like you had business with or information you wanted from our escort, and then whoever is Captain can act enraged and play at throwing you in the brig for a couple of days."
"Sasha, is there a way that you can feed the virus needless information and chatter? Maybe you and Alaric can make it look like our comms and vocals are just a little frazzled and tend to cut in and out. I'll need it to look like that when I send out the response, too. To keep up the fiction."
"Kaliyan, I appreciate your concern and will need your utmost vigilance. If anything seems off to you, let me know immediately, even if it's might be nothing. As you said, better safe than polite. But requesting an escort seems to be the safest option when it comes to not raising suspicions. In the meantime, I think we should start on our way towards the station. Slowly."
"Yehan and Vermad, I need you to take a final look over the cover stories to make sure nothing is out of place. The accents especially are going to be tricky. I've been working on mine, but I want you to make sure everything looks good. Ask Sasha for help if there's any last minute records that need forging." [OOC: well, as players, we have to invent those individual cover stories in the first place... I think everyone can make their own and then we can all help each other and throw in details where it helps. I'll make a thread for it here.]
"As for the project..." says Ashari, and stalks over to a large rectangular frame draped in white fabric. With unnecessary flourish, they whip the fabric off and let it fall to the floor. It reveals a loom with about a thick fabric woven almost a fourth of the way to completion. Behind it, some basic plans of the rift and a vast array of printed reference sheets are attached to the wall.
The loom's frame is transparent barely noticeable, making the unfinished fabric look like it's floating at first glance. The fabric itself is a deep, soul-wrenching black, with a few wild strands of white darting through it and at places hanging out wildly in a way that is both neat and deliberate, evoking the image of strangely organized chaos.
It took Ashari one too many hours and one too many curses to get what they wanted from the matter printer. Still, they eventually managed to wrangle the separate components out of damn machine and put everything together.
When they turn back to the assembled crew, there's a slightly manic glint in their eyes. "I also have a couple of pieces of embroidery, but I'm afraid they're in my room. I... Haven't done this in a while but I believe it's a fairly decent imitation of some of the minimalism circa this time period. I'm going for a more... ah... fashion-focused approach, rather than straight forward high art. One thing that remains true throughout all of time is that no one quite understands fashion."
[The last sentence there is a practically word-for-word quote from my fashion major friend. Hopefully it pays off..."
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Re: Ashari's plans - Response to what everyone's said so far
Date: 2017-07-20 08:34 pm (UTC)"Sasha, is there a way that you can feed the virus needless information and chatter? Maybe you and Alaric can make it look like our comms and vocals are just a little frazzled and tend to cut in and out. I'll need it to look like that when I send out the response, too. To keep up the fiction."
"Kaliyan, I appreciate your concern and will need your utmost vigilance. If anything seems off to you, let me know immediately, even if it's might be nothing. As you said, better safe than polite. But requesting an escort seems to be the safest option when it comes to not raising suspicions. In the meantime, I think we should start on our way towards the station. Slowly."
"Yehan and Vermad, I need you to take a final look over the cover stories to make sure nothing is out of place. The accents especially are going to be tricky. I've been working on mine, but I want you to make sure everything looks good. Ask Sasha for help if there's any last minute records that need forging."
[OOC: well, as players, we have to invent those individual cover stories in the first place... I think everyone can make their own and then we can all help each other and throw in details where it helps. I'll make a thread for it here.]
"As for the project..." says Ashari, and stalks over to a large rectangular frame draped in white fabric. With unnecessary flourish, they whip the fabric off and let it fall to the floor. It reveals a loom with about a thick fabric woven almost a fourth of the way to completion. Behind it, some basic plans of the rift and a vast array of printed reference sheets are attached to the wall.
The loom's frame is transparent barely noticeable, making the unfinished fabric look like it's floating at first glance. The fabric itself is a deep, soul-wrenching black, with a few wild strands of white darting through it and at places hanging out wildly in a way that is both neat and deliberate, evoking the image of strangely organized chaos.
It took Ashari one too many hours and one too many curses to get what they wanted from the matter printer. Still, they eventually managed to wrangle the separate components out of damn machine and put everything together.
When they turn back to the assembled crew, there's a slightly manic glint in their eyes. "I also have a couple of pieces of embroidery, but I'm afraid they're in my room. I... Haven't done this in a while but I believe it's a fairly decent imitation of some of the minimalism circa this time period. I'm going for a more... ah... fashion-focused approach, rather than straight forward high art. One thing that remains true throughout all of time is that no one quite understands fashion."
[The last sentence there is a practically word-for-word quote from my fashion major friend. Hopefully it pays off..."