[Open]

[stretchy_girl]

Who: Gemini & Open
Broadcast: Nope
Action: On various ships
When: November 5th-Until fleet departs Lagan system.


[Besides the Bishop, Gemini's mostly kept to the waystations and the planet surface while the fleet coasts through the Lagan system, but after the Halloween party she's curious about some of the people she'd met and decides to explore some of the other ships...without their crew's knowledge.

Shuttles are always moving between ships, carrying passengers and items and it's not difficult for her to slip on board, disguising herself as an extra purchase from the waystation or whatever object that will get her onboard without being noticed. Once there she slips into the ducts, watching and waiting until most of the crew are asleep before emerging and taking human form to explore.]

A) Intruder

[Despite appearing to wear boots, Gemini's feet barely make a sound as she walks down the central corridor toward the bridge, striding confidently toward the bridge to access the ship's database.]

B) Crewmate [*see below]

[The cargo bay is dark, but it looks like there's a female figure looking through the storage compartments, but when the light clicks on it's just a crewmate that's blinking back at you a little sheepishly in the sudden bright glare.]

Hey what're you doing up this late?

C) Wildcard

[Noticed anything unusual on your ship? Strange sounds coming from the air ducts, get the sensation you're being watched or happen to see something or someone changing shape?]

[*Please pm me first before choosing this option so that I can find a player willing to have their character impersonated.]

Comments

A

[reflectedblight]

[Lark couldn't sleep. It wasn't a super rare occurrence, but it was certainly an annoying one. So the only thing left to do was distract herself. She deiced staying on the Paisley would make the most sense and use the least amount of effort, so she went to the ship's bridge to go over her Comm station.

The lights aren't on other than the ones set in place for when the pilot isn't actively piloting and whatever other flashing displays there are, but Lark is perfectly at home in the pitch black of the rest of the room. After all, elves could see just fine in the dark.

It's her rogue training that kicks in and alerts her to the intruder, but not until they're practically on top of her as they enter the bridge. Someone else who could walk quietly as she could, then. Interesting. Glowing green eyes flick to the woman with an intense interest.]

Who are you?

[Honestly, for all Lark knew, she was meant to be on this ship, it wasn't like the elf had discovered every person she now worked with...or bothered to remember their faces yet.]

A

[therewillbeorder]

I haven't seen you here before.

[He usually didn't sleep through the night and the bridge of the ship was where he felt more comfortable which was where he was when he heard the noise behind him. He looked up from his datapad, glancing over his shoulder at her.

Hux didn't keep track of the crew who came or went on Heron. While he didn't avoid any of the crew, there were good reasons why he didn't seek them out either. It wouldn't be unlikely that she was a new member of the crew he just hadn't met before so he wasn't concerned when he didn't recognize her.

The ship didn't seem to have anything special in terms of information or improvements so he doubted there was anything significant to hide and he wasn't going to look after anyone else's interests if they left things laying around openly.]

C - The Golden

[goodandtrue]

[On returning from the Blue Fish, Jeyne was interrupted from her thoughts by the strange goo that seemed to be leaking from one of the air ducts. There hadn't been anything strange that morning or signs that there was something wrong, but the presence of the goo disturbed her...as well as disgusted her.

Glancing around for someone that might know better how to fix something (if there was a leak or error), Jeyne approached hesitantly, at least determined to get a better look at things. She peered over the goo, not wishing to touch it with her fingers. With a measure of disgust, she stood on her tip toes, peeking up towards the ducts.]

What is that?