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[shroudedsecrets]

Who: Haggar (and you!)
Broadcast: n/a
Action: SS First Breath, Planetside, Iskaulit
When: probably up until the 13th? Or later for the Iskaulit threads, if needed! Should be flexible!

A.

[First Breath]

[...She'd had barely enough time to examine the Marvisa after her disoriented waking up, in an attempt to figure it out before she found herself on the bridge of The First Breath instead. Cloaked and hooded of course, eyes glowing a bright yellow as her gaze flits around the area, seeming altogether too tense for some supposed celebration.

The music and confetti is unamusing, of course. Haggar's first instinct is to examine the bridge, and question the first person she sees if they don't approach her first.

Otherwise most of the time she'll be poking about the rest of the ship, seeing what it has and doesn't have available, observing the other crew with some suspicion, sometimes giving withering looks to the exposed wires and pipes, and, coming across her own supposed "station", trying to compare what she knows--what she thought she knew, to the new information that she had overriding it in her brain. Disorienting. She hates it already.]



B.

[Planetside]

[ After the first few days of acclimating to the ship and the situation, as much as it displeases her, well, there's a whole unknown planet with secrets down there to explore. Or at least to study and see if it can provide any clues to anything.

Most of her time ends up being drawn to going through books in the library, and after that, briefly checking out the other areas which seem to have drawn particular extensive attention. If someone's around, she might inquire as to what their investigation showed... or simply just watch and see what she can glean from listening and observing. The old fashioned way.

She likely draws some attention, wherever she shows up, garbed up as she is. Sometimes, though, she might be distracted, trying to find places to meditate or discern the nature of the planet herself. ]



C.

[Iskaulit]

[ After doing enough examining of the planet, and finding herself tired out from the process, she decides that regrouping and learning more about the fleet itself again is the higher priority. Besides, there are some other pressing concerns she has to be wary about...

In any case, the best way to do that seems to be by examining this ship that seems to be the main area for the fleeters to gather. Too many people, frankly, most of her time is spent skulking in the shadows, observing when she can, unless she happens to get caught. Which is certainly possible. She's not infallible.

But there are other times when certain rooms catch her interest. The lecture hall, the library, the labs, those seem to be where she gravitates toward on her own, whether to read or find clues. In one instance she finds the study room, where in a point of... some agitation, she sets a few of the globes rotating all at once and glares at them. How completely unproductive. ]


*[CR meme and permissions just in case, otherwise let's YOLO and see how it goes!]

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[The garden was one of those areas that didn't get too much cursory notice from her at first. What had grabbed her attention was noticing what was apparently becoming a familiar someone at work.

She moves closer, watching patiently, but, you know, she's not very good at this announcing-her-presence thing.]

[watermarks]

[ And Katara is not great at being aware of her surroundings when she's focused, so...

Haggar's (not that Katara knows the woman's name) able to get pretty close before Katara hears a sound and glances up. ]

Oh, hello. [A brief smile of recognition; there is still something about this woman that is off, but Katara has been trapped in these places long enough that she knows that sometimes you need to put grievances aside and work together. She's not done anything evil or creepy since Katara's known her, so... Katara just straightens up a little to better address her.] You look like you're doing better.

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[She can't help but feel some surprise at the continued concern.]

... Indeed. [And as she felt no need to stay on that topic any further if she could help it; she glances toward Katara's 'work'.]

You seem busy. What's all this?

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I'm going to try to see if I can grow some of the vegetables from the planet. I've gardened before [a fond, pained expression flickers over her face], but mostly herbs and flowers. This shouldn't be that different, though.

[Even if she is a bit disappointed that she didn't really see anything down there which could be truly medicinal... except ginger and garlic, which she is certainly planting right now.]

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I see.

[She could grasp the basic concept, as long unfamiliar it was. Not that it was something she could appreciate the need for. Curiosity, though:]

Are you certain that consuming items from that planet is wise?

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[Katara shrugs.] I'm pretty sure that if it was harmful, we would have seen the effect by now.

[...leaning back on her heels and sighing a little.] But that's a good point. Maybe I should see if Sokka will let me check his chi system after he eats something to double check and make sure there aren't any ill effects.

[Until then, gardening is calming and she will continue to work on it.]

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Perhaps. Monitoring the results could be beneficial. [She's not one to stand in the way of any kind of experimentation; she was just seeing where Katara's view on that was.]

There is already food on these ships. Is there a reason you're going through this extra effort?

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[Katara makes a face.]

Have you tried the food on the ships?

[It's vile. She's eaten penguins, and she's fairly sure this... well, not entirely worse, but on par.]

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No.

[Point blank honesty. She hasn't had to yet. Still adjusting to this whole shift-in-energy thing.]

... But I see your point. Why settle, when you could do better?

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[She nods with a small smile and then glances down at her small horde of vegetables.]

...besides, it's never a good idea to depend on just one source for food.

[Not that she thinks the Atroma will decide to starve them and see how long it will take for them to resort to cannibalism or something, but you know... stuff happens. Things break. It's good to have options.]

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Perhaps you ought to continue researching other sources once we reach other planets, to guarantee a variety of nutrients.

[If Katara was that concerned about it, might as well make it a goal.]

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I probably will. [A small smile.

It would be something to do, anyway.] The problem will be finding what is resilient enough to grow here... but I guess I've got time.

[At least until it's no longer her problem, so... yay?]

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You have something to start with. The rest is trial and error.

[Like science. Or something. There's a vague hint of an upturn to her lips, at least. Productive thought was nice, even if it wasn't a project she was involved in.]

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Yeah, I guess so. [She doesn't mind the process. It'll be something productive to do, anyway.

Here, have a glance back up and a small smile, mysterious woman whose name she still doesn't know.] What about you, what are you up to?

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[One day she'll get used to your conversational shifts, Katara.]

Studying this ship and seeing what I can learn about this reality.

[No need to be secretive about that.] When the time is right, I'll see about some projects of my own.

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[POTENTIALLY, yes. Before you know, she gets warned off about who she's talking to, but until then, good luck with Kind Sincerity, Haggar.

Katara nods, this is a perfectly acceptable answer.] What have you learned so far?

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Mm. [Just what can she mention here, let's see, not going to talk about anything personal-]

I've learned that there are more efforts being made than I had believed to discern the true nature of this situation. Quite a few finds, if one knows where to look. [Thanks Keith.] It's not too satisfying, but it's a start.

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[Well, that's good news. Katara stands to address her.] What kind of efforts? What did you learn?

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Well, there's a location on this ship with written records... far too many to recite now, but I can point you in that direction later.

[The lecture hall, that is.]

There's also apparently a fleet made up of those who escaped previously... even if their efforts seem geared toward assisting us rather than finding ways back to their homes.

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[She nods slightly.] The interceptors. I heard about them.

[Nami was skeptical, but still, it was at least a different element than the Atroma's absolute control.]

I'd appreciate the direction to the written records, thank you.

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I see. What have you already heard?

[Haggar's skeptical about everything, but information was information, even if sharing it and obtaining it in this was was unusual.

As to the direction, she nods, but figures Katara wants a chance to finish up her work first before heading to that area.]

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[She shakes her head.]

Not much more than that - well, that, and that the spokespeople who interact with us from Atroma are [...in fear of their lives, Nami had said, but she couldn't quite bring herself to repeat that whole story] - very, very low in the organization's command. They have no true authority and they're seen as -- disposable.

[There, that was the best she could do.]

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That makes sense. It's just how a chain of command works.

[And given they were at the lowest level of it, that didn't seem likely to change soon.]

It sounds as if their survival depends on how little they divulge.

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It can be, if that chain of command is cruel. [It doesn't have to be.] People are not disposable. I know commanders who like to say that 'sacrifices must be made,' but I've noticed that the people saying it are often not the ones actually losing anything.

[HELLO Third Party members, and how are you today?]

And that's possible. [Sigh.] Although if the Atroma are really as powerful as everything seems to imply, and they really are no where near us, it makes me wonder why they have to be so careful.

[She hates smart enemies, they're so annoying.]

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[Oh Katara.

Oh, oh Katara. One could almost feel called out by remarks like that. Almost. ]

It's likely they weren't always organized like this. Something could have changed, if these so-called cycles of "broadcasting" had gone on for as long as has been implied. The question is what sort of benefit do they gain from it... and perhaps, what do they have to lose.

[Everyone has something to lose.]