A cry for help

[thespaceopera]

[a distress call has been tracked across the void, finally leading back to the source. a hulking crippled ship, teeming with hostile alien life, now lies before you.

what do you do? do you dive in or hang back? are you here to learn, play, build, or observe?

however you choose to proceed, your audience is out there somewhere, watching.]


ooc: here is a good ol' themed mingle to get you all started! and don't feel limited by the prompts and what they describe--they're just there as idea-starters, so feel free to go anywhere and do anything.

have fun!

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[heresyandlace]

→ A
[though Tek is following very vaguely in the wake of other teams venturing into the ship, he is primarily traveling on his own. he's got a flashlight, though he hardly uses it. maybe he can see just fine by the tiny glow from whatever auxiliary systems are still online, or maybe he likes just wandering along in the dark like a creep.

either way, he'll be lucky if he isn't mistaken for bugs shuffling around in the shadows.]

→ B
[and while we're on the subject of bugs, Tek has been terribly curious about them, but hasn't gone out of his way to investigate them very closely. he's kept his distance where he can, preferring to follow behind other groups that are helpfully clearing the way for him.

it's isn't until he steps over the very obliterated corpse of one unfortunate creature, that he finally stoops down to get a closer look.

making sure not to get any of that staining blue blood on his nice clothes, he picks up a broken segment of bug leg, shines his flashlight on it, brings it to his face to take a good sniff of it... and maybe sneaks a little bite.]

A/B? Ish? I don't know.

[wordmiser]

[Jinx mistakes him for a bug only momentarily, but still has to check her momentum when she realizes her mistake. That is quickly dismissed and she falls into step just a pace behind Tek.

Her hair is swinging around her, clumped with bug-gore, and she's coated with both but guts, her own blood, and something that might have leaked from the ship. She looks, surprisingly, right in her element.

She also looks delighted.]

[heresyandlace]

[well... she sure seems cheery. and maybe that, combined with the fact that she is something that isn't a bug, lifts his own spirits a little when he spots her. it makes him smile.

it's a totally unnecessary move, but he shines his flashlight right in her face anyway.]

...Gods above, you look disgusting.

[wordmiser]

[She snickers silently. Yup. She really does. She reaches up to at least braid her grimy hair back from her face.

Looking for something, boss dragon?]

[heresyandlace]

Having fun, then?

[and he, of course, doesn't wait for a detailed answer. he just gestures with his flashlight, lazily shining it over the nearby walls.]

Have you found anything interesting, or have you been too busy killing monsters with your teeth, by the looks of it?

[wordmiser]

[She bobs her head in agreement - she'd been having a great deal of fun - as she moves to follow his unspoken order and check inside that wall for him.

His comment has Jinx snapping her teeth at him playfully, giving him a view of what may indeed be bug gore in her teeth, before sticking her face into the wall and glancing around.]

[heresyandlace]

You remind me quite a bit of a girl I used to know. [musing out loud while she has a peek in a wall--this one still with most of its inner workings very much intact.] ...You're much more fun, though.

[and when she's done with that, he experimentally gestures over at one of the hollowed-out spots in another wall, past a goopy pile of bug corpses.]

And I don't know exactly what I'm looking for, but I'm sure I'll know it when I see it.

[wordmiser]

[Damn skippy she's more fun, Boss Dragon. She was so much fun she made people scream.

She snickers at the pun she'd made in her head, clambering over the pile of bug guts to check his next assigned spot. She shakes some guts off her foot (phasing through them would have been a lot of work, and for some reason... she was already pretty exhausted), and then takes a deep breath before sticking her head in the wall.

The last one hadn't had much space for air.]

[heresyandlace]

You know, this place is so very much full of death now. Which makes sense, considering all of the slaughtered insects...

[talking, whether she can hear him or not. and maybe she can, with how this particular wall has been hollowed out--busted in from the other side, and filled with scavenged things from the nearby stations.]

[wordmiser]

[His voice gets more muffled as her ears pass into the wall, moving out of the water-y noise phasing turned sounds into. She loses most of what he says until she pulls her head out of the wall and turns to face him.

A slightly blank look is what she gives, before just shrugging and nodding. Why the hell not. Whatever.

There's stuff in that one, Boss Dragon. You want a look? C'mere if you do.]

[heresyandlace]

The point is-- [he continues, ignoring her obvious lack of interest, as he wanders over to her.] --that the feeling of death was not there before. And you'd imagine that it would be, if these insects truly infested and destroyed the previous occupants of the ship, wouldn't you?

[wordmiser]

[She bobs her head. That sounds logical and all that. He should probably find a person who cared. Like that little guy trying to dissect things.]

Science.

Holding out her hand for his, she moves back towards the wall.]