b{eyond birthday} (
brokencopy) wrote in
driftfleet2016-01-03 12:08 pm
{i think you know too much, but the mind knows what the mouth wants}
Who: B; anyone who happens to be on the SS Heron
Broadcast: Nope.
Action: All over the Heron.
When: Januaryish ... all month, if you like.
{This is a ship mingle! Come get your socialization on.}
Broadcast: Nope.
Action: All over the Heron.
When: Januaryish ... all month, if you like.
{This is a ship mingle! Come get your socialization on.}

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[And B is doing his best to stay calm about it, but there's a strain to his tone that indicates he's anything but. He spots another spark of flame out of the corner of his eye on the other side of the room and all but leaps over to put it out with a short burst of extinguishing chemicals.]
Has this sort of thing happened before?
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[ Asking where these fires are isn't going to help. Instead, he picks up a spare extinguisher, ready to hand it to B if necessary. ]
No, never.
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Related to the temperature control issues, perhaps? Faulty wiring, or - something else breaking down.
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[ They both did, and recently. ]
It must be something else.
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[B's voice comes out a little sharper than is typical for him - evidence of his mounting frustration. He scratches the top of his head, frowning.]
Fires don't just start without a cause. There has to be a catalyst of some kind at work here.
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I agree. Do you want to contact anyone you know on the other ships to ask if this is something the Atroma are doing?
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[B nibbles on the end of his thumbnail as he considers the rest of the question.]
Are you suggesting Atroma is responsible for setting the fires?
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[He's pretty sure that's not it.]