driftfleet | Arrival

Who: Moira and YOU
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Aboard the SS Heron
When: 6/16

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[Have you ever beheld the face of sheer displeasure and disdain all at once? Well here it is again if you have and if you haven't...you learned something new. Because Moira is irritated beyond measure at these circumstances.

Though, likely not for the reason you might think.

Behind her is the lab that is hers now. (She doesn't care that it's supposedly another person's as well.) She does have the Lab Support augment, after all.]

I suppose that this sad excuse for a lab is what we are given to work with here. For something with the supposed funds to bring us here and even provide for such things this is rather...pathetic.

[She lifts a bottle (one will notice that it's her right hand which is decidedly purple, has metallic like veins along the surface and even has very long purple nails on it) and it looks like it's taking all the willpower not to sneer at it.]

Is no proper research done in this place? Are there no areas devoted to scientific discovery? I will have to make do if there are not.

[Then, to be polite, she nods her head.]

Thank you for your assistance in this matter.

SS Heron

[Moira's found herself to be wildly disappointed with all of this. Even the location where Winston was raised was more advanced than this and continued to be after the apes took over and attacked the scientists. Arriving on this ship, she'd looked around for a moment before striding forward. She wanted to assess the state of the lab for herself. Likely it would be equally as unpleasant a sight as everything else but there was just one way to be sure of that fact.

Which meant that one was sure to find a very tall woman who was a new arrival brushing away confetti from herself. She wasn't interested in such childish displays. Not when she needed to know what she had to work with so she could begin to rebuild her research.

Not to mention rebuilding her Biotic Grasp.]

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[If there is one thing Flug can sympathize with, it is the plight of the under-appreciated Scientist. Despite his being in the middle if something, the evil inventor sets down the scrap of metal he was welding, and flips up the visor to answer.]

"Erm. I think it's less that they can't and more that they won't. Can't have a bunch of captives potentially dabbling in forces out of Atroma's control."

[Not that Flug is going to let that stop him.]

"That being said, it is possible to acquire various materials through the multiple systems we drift through. There is plenty to work with, if you know what to look for."

[Hint, hint.]

"What sort of research do you specialize in, if I may ask?"

[.........She is very much judging that bag on your head. Because what. However, she does leave the commentary to her own head for the time being.]

Knowing what to look for will not be a problem.

[She clearly knows what she is doing and has no problem saying so.]

My areas of expertise are that of genetics. I am the leading scientist in the field where I come from.

[Whether people like her discoveries or not.]

"Oh! Genetics, marvelous! I dabble from time to time with splicing, creature creation, that sort of thing, but my main trade is the research and development of weapons and dastardly devices for Black Hat Organization."

[But he'll keep his gloating down for the moment. It's nice to hear someone else might keep up with his intellect, for once.]

"Well, with the DNA of so many source worlds at your disposal, perhaps you won't find yourself quite as lacking in the subject department, at least."

[Oh? The paper bag might be ridiculous but he might actually be useful to her. Especially given the fact that she's coming to understand that she can't recreate her device on her own.]

I have already come across some interesting individuals who may have potential in advancing my research when I have it started up again.

[She just has to gather some things first.]

Were you given the engineering augment perhaps?

[Because if so then that could be very good for her to align herself with him.]

"I was, as a matter of fact not that I needed it."

[He grouses, still just a little bit testy over the whole ordeal. He was perfectly brilliant without your invasive cyber enhancements already, thank you!]

"I have also heard it is possible to upgrade our augments, in case we're here for the long haul. What may elude us now could be possible to learn through the right channels. It's something I've been considering."

[One with the engineering augment who also has an appreciation for the advancement of science. This is progress.]

Fascinating.

[She will have to learn what that entails.]

Perhaps we will be able to aid each other. There is a device that I wish to recreate but from what I have gathered it would seem that I lack the augment to recreate it despite it being my own invention in the first place.

[Irritating really.]

We should talk in person at some point. I would be intrigued if you could assist me in recreating it here once the supplies have been gathered.

"I would very much be open to the opportunity."

[Flug assures. He might be loathe to engage social obligations, but business matters like this? Business he can absolutely do. Finally, a chance to flex his skills on something worthwhile!]

"We have only recently set our course. In lieu of anywhere suitable to land for the time being, I hear the secondary vessel, the Ishkaulit, acts as something of a public place. Perhaps somewhere aboard there may be more discreet."

A wise decision.

[She certainly appreciates discretion when applied to situations properly. Something only a more intelligent mind would be capable of. Well, that pleases her.]

I can meet with you in a few days after I have had time to inspect this lab that I have been supplied further.

"Of course. Take all the time you need."

[They have nothing but time after all. Approaching this as strategically as they can is only an advantage in the long run.]

"Dr. Flug Slys is what I go by. If you need to reach me, it should be possible to find my contact through your communicator anytime. And what might I call you?"

Flug Slys. I will remember that.

[Largely because the name is as unique as the...bag.]

Given how little formality and title matter in this location, I am Moira. That will suffice.

"Moira."

[Flug nods in acknowledgement. As obnoxious as it is to be denied his credentials at least he isn't alone in that.]

"I'll take my leave then. I look forward to seeing what we might accomplish together. Best of luck."

And to you in your endeavors.

[ooc: I'm going to do a post in the next couple of days for a project she plans on doing! I can include a thing for you in that!]

Arrival

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She won't high five but I sure will

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I'm out of town this weekend, but hit me up/PM me anytime if you'd like to plot more!

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