GOLDSTONE OCTOBER MINGLE

[spacebro]

Who: Goldstoners and visitors and lurkers, oh my!
Broadcast: In prompts maybe
Action: Goldstone
When: October

[There have been some mysterious energy drains registering not only on the sensors but in the way the lights seem to dim for a few moments before returning to their normal strength. Maybe a non-essential computer terminal goes dark and needs to be rebooted. It's not causing any damage, but it is mysterious, no?

If you investigate through some special ability or using the ship's diagnostic tools you'll probably come to the conclusion that the energy is funneling into sleeping crewmate, Mon-El's, room and actually right into Mon-El himself. Alien cells are weird, guys.

It only lasts a day or two before he's awake and leaving the ship's energy where it belongs!

And enough about Mon-El, we have a new crewmate (Alphy) and a dead crewmate (Okita). These are exciting times!]

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[aetherflows]

[Alphinaud sits up as he hears someone come in. He's never seen this guy before, but he's also fairly new to the ship. With all the chaos of the past few weeks, he's spent a lot of time by himself or on the Iskaulit instead.]

I shouldn't be, but sleep is hard to come by lately. [His tea is hot, at least, and that's comforting. Even if it tastes like garbage.]

My name is Alphinaud. I've only been here a fortnight at most.

[spacebro]

[Mon-El extends his hand in offering to him.] I'm Mon-El. I've been asleep for the last two months and I'm not sure what a fortnight is. [Still learning some lesser used terms as well as customs and pop culture things.]

[aetherflows]

[He shakes Mon-El's hand with a firm grip. He's a diplomat so he understands the importance of first impressions-- particularly first handshakes.]

By the Twelve! Are you certain you are in good health? Have you had a healer look at you? [A pause.] Er, I suppose that would be me...

Do you have any idea what could have caused it?