[snuggle up real close everyone]

[cephalon]

Who: The fair crew and visitors of the Windrose
Action: Aboard the Windrose
When: May

[It's a mingle! Make friendly everyone~]

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[cephalon]

[After the famous 'Officer Snuggles' incident, Ordis has become more and more protective of his personal space. He's spending less time in his room and more glued to Tenno's side, however, with the news that the Stalker has found his way to the fleet and maybe, just maybe he can be found down in the armory trying to get a feel for different weaponry. Untrained and woefully underestimating the difficulty of all of them he may be, but he's not about to let any of that get in his way. He has an Operator to protect.

When he isn't fretting over a possible invasion and confrontation, he can be found at the bridge, trying to learn more and more about the systems of the ship and maybe forlornly staring out into space every once in a while.]

[mistyday]

[Misty mostly stays away from the armory - guns make her uncomfortable - but she does spend a lot of time on the bridge, taking advantage of the Windrose's huge window views of space. Today, she arrives unannounced and just... invites herself right on over to the other pilot chair to sit, curling her legs underneath her and humming a soft tune as she stares out the window.]

[cephalon]

[It seems as though organic lifeforms are far more bold than he would have thought. The sheer audacity of Misty's actions give him pause, and he stares over puzzled.]

Have you been summoned by Captain The Vision

[Full titles all the time.]

[mistyday]

Summoned?

[She cocks an eyebrow, amused.]

No, I just wanted to come look out the windows.

[cephalon]

Ah. Ordis can appreciate a good subverting of protocol, in this case.

[Alright, the fact that she blatantly doesn't care about the consequences of touching the captain's things is a bit amusing. But he can understand her interest in the outside; frankly, he misses it.]

It is much grander up close, outside the windows.

[mistyday]

You've been out there?

[Her eyes get real big with excitement and wonder.]

That's so cool! What's it like?

[cephalon]

Of course. Ordis is a ship, after all. Er. Was.

[Is that the correct turn of phrase? But he could care less, because it's far more worth his time to reminisce.]

It is...difficult to describe. At least in human terms. Everything is still, but not at all quiet. Cosmic background radiation is quite hilarious, after all. The math of everything provides wonderful entertainment as well. And the Void...

[He pauses for a moment.]

The Void is difficult to describe. Humbling, perhaps.

[mistyday]

[Good thing she already talked to Vision about Ordis, otherwise that wouldn't have made a lick of sense, that he is a ship. She doesn't really understand most of what he's saying, nonetheless she's impressed. No one she knows has ever described math as entertaining before.

And as for that last part, well...]

I think I know what that's like, a little. Something so overwhelming and so much bigger than you are, than you could ever be... it's scary but it's beautiful too.

[cephalon]

[That earns a small smile, and he spares another look out the window.]

Yes. Many terrible things happened there, but many wonderful as well. It is simply a phenomenon that is more than we could ever count ourselves as. There is beauty in that.

[mistyday]

[She smiles back. He ain't too bad a guy after all. Which reminds her...]

Hey, Ordis? I wanna apologize, for gettin' so mad at you the other day. I said some mean things and I shouldn't have.

[cephalon]

What?

[No one...apologizes to him. This is a very new concept and it throws him for a loop for a moment, leaving him staring blankly over before he can recover.]

...Ordis has been informed that he was behaving...poorly, as it has been put, as well. Please know that Ordis apologizes for any undue inconvenience.

[mistyday]

Apology accepted.

[She points a cautionary finger at him though.]

But don't go around yellin' at Snuggles again either. If you can't find Wrath, I'll get him for you, okay? He don't mean you no harm, I promise. He's a good fox.

[cephalon]

[He begrudgingly has to admit that the fox hasn't caused any more trouble as of late.]

Ordis supposes that the creatures isn't too horrible. For an organic.

[unbearablynaive]

[The Vision also spends a fair amount of time on the bridge, and as he approaches one day he finds Ordis fussing with one of the systems. He walks over, deliberately putting a little noise into his step so he won't startle his fellow AI.]

Good afternoon. I've managed to obtain another local map, although I can't say if there's any accuracy to it. Perhaps you'd like to add it to the databanks?

[cephalon]

[The human body startles so easily, it's a blessing that to have a bit of warning before he's approached and though he would be reticent to ever admit it, he's grateful for the heads up.]

Of course, Captain.

[What a strange word.]

Ordis has been combing through information regarding this current system, so long as the integrity of the data is not compromised, it should not be too great a task to determine its accuracy, if the Captain wishes.

[unbearablynaive]

I would appreciate that.

[He hands over a datachip - in addition to local coordinates for this system, it mentions several other systems nearby. It may or may not be useful, but he couldn't resist the lure of more potential knowledge about this place.]

Have you made any interesting discoveries lately? Or anything that might benefit the ship or crew?

[cephalon]

[The chip is...still somewhat primitive to what he's used to, though everything in this system seems to be, but it's of no matter. He'll figure it out.

What a question though. He pauses, furrowing his brows in thought because this is his Captain, and he can't disappoint.]

Ordis believes...Ordis feels as though there are several key areas in which efficiency could be improved in this ship's navigational functions at this time. It is...difficult to pinpoint exactly how many without direct contact. Unfortunately, Ordis is limited in that regard at this time.

[unbearablynaive]

[That's a useful observation indeed, and the Vision nods encouragingly.]

It wouldn't surprise me. between the technology visible on the Marsiva and their willingness to "upgrade" aspects of these smaller ships with application of sufficient funds, I find it clear we're running well below the available technological apex.

I have a certain amount of access. [Thanks both to his natural abilities and his Engineering augment.] If you can outline what you've observed, I'd be happy to do what I can.

[cephalon]

[Is this a strange thing to ask? He's unsure, but it's difficult to explain himself in mere verbal speech.]

Ordis has noticed millisecond delays in response time from manual controls at this point. It would be...far more efficient if he could communicate directly with the systems, as opposed to relying on primitive physical toggles and switches.

[unbearablynaive]

[It's not strange at all - he knows exactly what Ordis is saying, because he has the same ability. He speaks softly.]

It's a crime that they've stripped you of the ability to do so.

There's not yet an augment ability that would suffice, nor do the various businesses on this moon have anything like it available. It would likely require an implant to your wet matter.

[cephalon]

Wet matter.

[There's a note of disgust in his voice, and he purses his lips.]

It is not Ordis'. It is whatever whomever this...shell is. Ordis does not wish harm upon it, but would gladly undergo any process to fix its glaring faults.

[And oh, it's so good that there's someone that understands. It takes at least some of the stress off of his shoulders.]

[unbearablynaive]

It has been granted to you for the time being. When I was given this body by my creator, it was made for my own use rather than co-opting an existing shell. It's possible Atroma did the same for you.

[Who knows? It's not like he has a better idea why they decided to put poor Ordis in an entirely unsuitable body.]

In either case, I'll keep an eye open in the areas we visit to determine if there's anything that might be suitable for you to use.

[cephalon]

[That's...an interesting thought. And one that hasn't occurred to him at all thusfar. The negatives of possessing flesh have been far more distracting, and he hasn't been able to see any sort of silver lining. It's a humbling thought, and he needs to mull on it for a while.]

Thank you Captain. Ordis is in your debt.

[unbearablynaive]

[There are a lot of benefits to having a physical form, though admittedly the Vision's is one that doesn't require eat or sleep. They're just not immediately obvious to someone who's not used to having one.]

It is my pleasure, Ordis. Please remember you can ask me anything, if you feel the need.

[cephalon]

Thank you Captain.

[Is it his place to ask anything though? This is a very strange, new concept indeed.]

Ordis has...questions. If that is appropriate.