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[privateeyed]

Who: Ben and you folks
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Huntress
When: now

action; SS Huntress

[Ben doesn't take teleportation well. In fact, if the confetti and the music didn't tip the ship off, the loud cursing probably does - there you go, Huntress, your security officer is here]

What the fuck—give a guy some fuckin' warning next time, geez! God damn teleporting bullshit.

[once he's calmed down, though - and picked up some of the pudding because far be it from him to turn down free food - he's wandering the ship, peeking his head into rooms to see what's what]


broadcast;

[once he's somewhat settled in and found a place to sit and digest everything going on, Ben decides to set up a broadcast to get some Shit Done]

Anyone here good with cybernetics? Or - I don't know, computers? Advanced stuff, can give you the specfics if you're interested. Don't need you right now, I'm just covering my ass just in case.

[he pauses, and maybe realizes he should . . . introduce himself. Like a normal person would. You know, instead of just getting down to business]

Uh - anyway, name's Ben; if you don't know shit about cybernetics . . . I don't know, come tell me about the weird crap going on here. Or stuff I should know. I like being informed.

Comments

huntress;

[tsunergy]

[quite the mouth on this one! Mikleo's just minding his own business, making his way from his room to the kitchen to get some food for the animals as Ben arrives. He pauses immediately when the man comes into view, in part to stay out of his way, but also because he currently has a snow leopard kitten draped over his shoulders like a shawl. The new guy feels human... so depending on his resonance, the inexplicably floating cat might look a little weird.

( beep beep, resonance! )]

[privateeyed]

[despite the entrance, Ben isn't a freaking out over weird shit kind of guy. Were he not in a mood already, he'd be all about this spooky nonsense. Floating cat? Weird, but awesome.

As it is, he just stops short and stares when he sees it. He doesn't see Mikleo, unfortunately]

Uh. [he stays where he is despite this childish urge to poke] Did they throw me on a haunted ship?

[tsunergy]

[Oh boy. Well, that answers question one. Time for question two:]

Can you hear me?

[The kitten tilts his head at the noise and yawns, but doesn't get up. Just... floats there!]

[privateeyed]

[nada. Ben squints suspiciously when the cat yawns, but when that's all it does, he relaxes just a tad]

I'm going to take that as a "maybe". [he scratches at his cheek] . . . is that a leopard? [what the hell?]

[tsunergy]

[Said leopard is now glaring at him for waking him up. Mikleo furrows his brows, puzzling over how to deal with this - is the guy wearing his comm? he can't just grab at it - and then finally moves to the nearest wall, reaching out and pressing his palm against it. As he runs his hand along the cool surface, frost forms in a long, thin line, like rolling paint. Once it's set in place, he uses his finger to write in the frost, as if on a pane of glass: "N A M E ?"

It won't last long on the wall, but it's an important first step.]

[privateeyed]

[oh, well - that's a nifty trick. Were ghosts supposed to do that? He wasn't a fan of horror movies, so his ghost knowledge was a little thin.

He makes a face, squinting at the writing. This feels like a trap]

Ben. [of course he's going to answer the question] You better not be fucking with me, possible ghost.

[tsunergy]

[Ben! Okay, that's a good start. Mikleo leaves the frost to melt on the wall and pulls out his comm, searching and finding the name via network. Ring ring! He's calling you now. Time for a ghostly phone call.]

huntress

[monolike]

[Oh hey dude, coming by engineering! Sorey is on the lookout now on Fridays and Saturdays for new faces, and he beams when he spies Ben at the door, waving a rag at him from where he's cleaning the clamps on a few hoses.] Hiya! New to the ship, right?

[privateeyed]

[Ben isn't used to people being happy about seeing him - but then agian, he doesn't keep a lot of friends. Stuffing down the usual response he'd give, Ben steps in the door, hands shoved in his pockets]

Brand new, yeah. Freshly teleported, if that's a thing.

[monolike]

It is here! [Sorey wipes his hands off, jogging to meet Ben halfway and holding out a hand for him to shake.] My name's Sorey, I'm the engineer here and the First Mate, too. You doing okay? I know getting bounced around can be kind of a shock sometimes.

[privateeyed]

[Ben takes the offered hand to shake, his own grip careful] Ben, nice to meet you. It startled the hell out of me at first but I'm good now. They really gotta warn people about that first.

[...] No offense, but aren't you a little young to be a First Mate?

[monolike]

Haha, none taken! [This kid legit looks like he's never taken offense in his life] I'm...nineteen now? I think? People don't really physically age here...but age doesn't really matter when Atroma decides who's going to be an officer anyhow. They named my partner Captain so I figured hey, he needs some help! So here I am.

[privateeyed]

Can't say I'm surprised. Aliens that kidnap folks from all over the place wouldn't care about that, would they. [it doesn't bother him at least, he's just curious] So it's something you sign up for too? That was nice of you.

video

[passingthrough]

Hi, Ben. I know my way around a circuit. [She almost says there are probably others more familiar with it and there may be, but the first ones that come to mind have all come and gone, so she'll just assume any others made themselves known.] Not that you need me right now of course. [She smiles at him.]

video

[privateeyed]

What's the saying - better safe than sorry? And I really hate being sorry. [and something's gonna malfunction or break sooner or later and he likes preparing for the worst] What's your name? How well do you know your shit?

Re: video

[passingthrough]

Oh, it's the worst. Especially if you were wrong first to get to sorry.

The name's Kitty and medium well? Maybe well done depending on what it is. I don't have a lot of direct experience with cybernetics, but some, and I'm good with tech.

[privateeyed]

Yeah, exactly. That's the worst of the worst.

I'm getting the feeling that not a lot of people know about it, that's why I mentioned the computer stuff. [he shrugs] If you know how that shit works and know how to use a soldering iron, then you're about as qualified as anyone. I know some stuff too, but - it's a real bitch trying to work on your own arm when it's attached, you know?

[passingthrough]

I would imagine so. I could probably figure it out. I helped a friend with various cybernetic parts back at the last place that abducted me a couple of times. [Though the tech could be completely different. Still, repairing unfamiliar systems is something she's done plenty of times.]

I take it you're feeling fine now though? Other than the part where you just got abducted?

[privateeyed]

. . . you've been abducted before? What the hell. [why was that even a thing, he'll never stop wondering that] Uh - it's not hard stuff, at least. I try to keep it from getting damaged, but shit happens.

Yeah, I'm good. Nothing broken, just a few malfunctions - normal, everyday thing. [a snort] Other than that, of course. Fuck getting abducted.

voice

[interstices]

Weird crap doesn't even begin to describe it.

voice

[privateeyed]

Yeah? Care to elaborate a little?

voice

[interstices]

When the ratings get too low, they throw in aliens to attack us. Or a ship collision. Whatever brings the drama back in.

voice

[privateeyed]

They're throwing a bunch of people from all over the damn place together in small spaces. Isn't that enough drama?

voice

[interstices]

Just wait until your augment malfunctions.

voice

[privateeyed]

I'm sure it'll happen, my other shit malfunctions all the time.