Calibration Post 1, "Daytime"

[thespaceopera]

[ Not long after the shuffle, there's a ripple of static over the network - loud, sudden, and seemingly with no origin. It's puzzling, but there's no indication that it's going to happen again...

Until a minute later. Another surge of static comes in over the speakers, and then a voice - one some may find familiar, though not necessarily welcome, after all of this time... It's Diamond. Long time no speak, hmm?

Clearly, not all is well. She sounds very far away, for one. For another, she sounds... skeptical, almost alarmed. There may actually be real concern in her voice. ]

Again? Twice in one c--

[ Her sentence is cut short with a strangled gasp, followed by a moment of silence. What follows may be the sound of metal dragged across metal, but it's hard to place. When she speaks again, it's uncharacteristically monotonous. ]

... Bring them in.

[ A blip of lost time passes right after those words, before every passenger mysteriously wakes alone in their own unfamiliar room. The style of decor resembles that of the Marsiva's Hospitality Deck, if any passengers should remember what that's like. It sounds and smells the same as the host ship as well, all clean and chrome, but this set of rooms has only been used once, and for the very same purpose that befalls the fleet contestants now.

As for their hosts, there is no immediate sign of them, though some may recall a series of hideous, half-electronic screams before their memories begin to blur upon arrival...

Welcome back to the Marsiva, dear passengers. It's time for round two of calibrations. ]

[ This mingle will cover all non-calibration room interactions. Please continue to come back to it for the duration of the plot! You are, of course, free to post any other mingles/posts/etc. that you'd like. ]

Comments

[mongoosecrow]

[This is Gil's first day with the Fleet and it is not the average welcome. He wakes with real confusion because he had been working on the Tempest last thing he remembered and now he's in a place with a weird tank top and shorts and no hint at all how he got here.

Honestly, his first panicked thought is that the Tempest was attacked and boarded and now Ryder and her crew are in tiny cells about to be experimented on by the kett, but nothing around him shows any sign of being designed by the kett, or anything like what they've seen in Heleus at all really.

He makes it out of the room, a little surprised to find that it opens without fuss, and then looks around.]

What the fuu-?

[darksmokerising]

Pretty much what I said.

[Merlan's got her second cup of tea in hand, her gloves warm from the heat of her drink. Her other hand is keeping that ridiculous flamingo blanket from slipping off her shoulders.]

You'd think this place would turn up the heat just a little. [She wiggles two fingers at him in greeting.] Hey. I'm Merlan. You, um,can probably find your clothes in your quarters. I did, after some rummaging about.

[mongoosecrow]

[He looks down at the clothes the fleet put him in and then looks back at her, eyebrow raised.]

Anyone tell these people the whole 'changing some one's clothes while they are unconscious' thing is kind of creepy?

[darksmokerising]

Beats me. You can always give it a whirl [She twirls a finger around.] But thanks for re-enforcing just how creepy that really is.

[mongoosecrow]

Do we get a comment box? [His tone makes it clear that he means it as a joke.]

[darksmokerising]

[Even if it's a joke, she shrugs and grins.

We do have the option to make our very own.

[mongoosecrow]

Ah, so might as well chuck those comments into the waste bin then?

[darksmokerising]

Mm. [Giving it some consideration, she nodded.] Given as this is a space ship, someone's probably already heard them.

[mongoosecrow]

Having spent a lot of time on a space ship, I can say that some stuff is easy to overlook.

jsyk, I keep reading Gil's username as "mongoosecow" and then I get the giggles

[darksmokerising]

I'll have to work on perfecting my best I know nothing face.

lol "moooo!"

[mongoosecrow]

I find that's a good strategy all around.

the mental image is pretty hilarious

[darksmokerising]

Quite so. You say you've been on ships before, right? Did you have to get used to the confines of the ship itself? I mean, I've only had the planet-bound experience. Blue sky, scrub land, nothing like this.

[mongoosecrow]

I prefer ships, myself. Keeping them running, improving them, things like that. I'm an engineer for a Pathfinder team back in Andromeda.

[darksmokerising]

I'm a mechanical engineer among other things, though I imagine your technology must be incredibly advanced. I've a car I essentially rebuilt but that and some consulting work in theoretical mechanical engineering is all I've managed.

[mongoosecrow]

No shit? I bet that would be a lot of fun to look at. [And he sounds sincere here. He doesn't care as much that her tech isn't as advanced, that still sounds pretty cool.]

[darksmokerising]

It's fun, really, and the work calms me down and just lets me create or fix and maybe even dream a little. It's kinda funny, though. Once I get ahold of something like that, I have to see it through and learn everything I can about it.

[Her eyes crinkle a little as she laughs.]

I guess I'm a knowledge hound.

so sorry this is so late! month long vacations are fun but no good for rp

[mongoosecrow]

No, trust me. I can relate. The first job I had around ships came because I kept breaking into shipyard to learn about the innards of the engines. Wanting to learn everything I could first hand gave me all of the experience I have.