'cause it's better than nothing

[thespaceopera]

[ Calibration Rooms ]
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ROOMS BY CHARACTER

N - P Otono-Tachibana Makie Pavel Chekov Peter Parker Pidge Gunderson Prompto Argentum Psycho Mantis

Q - S Randolph Lyall Remy LeBeau Sandalio "Biffy" de Rabiffano Sanza Stark Shin-Ah Sorey Steve Rogers

T - V Taako Thor Tim Drake Tyrion Lannister Ulaz Vash the Stampede Victor Frankenstein The Vision

W - Z Wanda Maximoff Zaveid

(last updated: 1/25/19)

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[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim reaches forward and places his hand against the glass, his palm against hers]

Hello?

[goldenglasses]

[When he touches the glass the very brief memories of Tim and Vash's time together on the fleet will flash before him. The thief of both coffee and donuts.

When it ends she struggles to get her feelings across because she has no words to speak. Eventually Tim may pick up on the emotions that she's trying to send out to him. That of helping. Help. She wants to help. Helping. Helpful.]

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim doesn't know what to do next. He wants to accept the help but other than keeping his hand pressed to hers on top of the glass, he doesn't know what the next step is]

[goldenglasses]

[The Plant continues send out that feeling of helping. Of wishing to be helpful. Eventually she'll start sending out images of her brother. Quick flashes of him smiling and eating donuts. Another of him and Kitty resting peacefully in each other arms as he runs his fingers through her hair. A quick flash and now he's laughing as he lets kids wrestle him and put him into headlocks. Changing again and this time it's of a sleepover with his original crew from the SS Three Twins. His hair up in pigtails and while he looks uncomfortable he's so glad to be surrounded by people who care about him. Another of him leaning over a railing and smiling down at a Plant below him.

Or maybe Tim doesn't want her brother? She changes and stops the memories of her brother. Now he'll see open doors. The vast openness of space. Endless desert stretchering out endlessly. Feelings of freedom and escape should fill him with these images.

What does he want? What can she help with? And Tim better be careful. If he stands still for much longer a colorful feather may end up landing on him.]

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

Vash? Does Vash need help? or can Vash help me?

[Tim will ask the Plant in confusion. Is this place Vash's home. They were obviously Vash's memories. The feathers each produce something from home and this Plant is showing him even memories from the Fleet.]

Can you take me to Vash?

[goldenglasses]

[The Plant will smile with a mouth that is too small for her face and with a shape that is just off. All of her eyes move towards a spot just a few feet away that starts to shift and move to reveal a hidden door just under the sand. It looks dark inside, but the Plant will send encouraging feelings out towards Tim.

The feathers continue to rain down. Will he head towards the new door? Will he be hit by anymore falling feathers? Will he stay with the Plant? Or something else? There is also a desert to go get lost in.]

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim doesn't fear the darkness. He's spent too many years hiding in it to do so. He moves to the hidden door and slips inside]

[goldenglasses]

[Should he avoid touching anymore of the colorful feathers that fall he'll find herself in a large and long hallway. The giant bulbs of Plants line every bit of wall space. Some are broken and dead, but there are a few that still have their cores in tact only they remain asleep. They don't come out to greet him.

Artificial lights will turn on as he walks down the hallway as if leading him down the right path although there's only one way to go. At least there are no more feathers to dodge in here.

At the end of the path is where he'll find Vash. Resting peacefully in his normal red jacket inside a broken glass bulb. He starts to stir as he comes close. Sitting up with a yawn he rubs at his eyes before turning and really noticing that he's not alone.] Oh! Well hey there. [He blinks. Surprised to see anyone else here.] So, ah... you probably have a few questions. [He smiles and scratches at a cheek as if he was feeling slightly embarrassed at being caught sleeping. He won't say it, but maybe he'll get a sense about it like one sometimes does when they're in a dream and they just know things, but in here, deep in his core, Vash can't lie.

He can speak to the man. Walk though the broken glass to sit inside with him. Go back the way he came to the feathers. Or further off in the distance is a pod door that reads in bright red neon lights: Emergency Exit. He could simply leave if he wanted to.]

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

Hello Vash.

Do you know where we are? I've been seeing your memories when I touch the feathers that are falling from the sky? How are the girls in the lightbulbs plants? Are you also a plant? Is this where you were born?

[goldenglasses]

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! One at a time! That's... that's quite a lot of questions, isn't it? [He holds up his hands in mock surrender and a tired laugh. He did only just wake up after all.] I think... I'm pretty sure this is a calibration. [This is his third time around so Vash is pretty use to this now.] So, ah, yeah... they're my memories.

[He doesn't answer the rest of the questions. He can't lie, but he can still avoid and misdirect.]

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

That barely answers one of my questions. [Tim looks perturbed] What exactly is calibration and why does that cause me to see your memories. Can you see mine?

[goldenglasses]

Well, maybe you shouldn't rush your questions.

It's something that the Atroma do to us. At night when we sleep we can wander through each other's mind and see memories. I might be in your mind later or I might not. I don't think even people who have powers over dreams can always control where they end up.

It's hard to remember when I wake up sometimes what I've seen. Other times it's easier. I'm not sure why or how it happens, but this is the third time I've experienced it now.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

And you've been here four years so it's not quite a once a year occurrence. At least it's not that often I suppose.

I guess there's nothing to be done for the moment. Have you had any psychics on board who have luck blocking it?

[goldenglasses]

Psychics? Yes. Success blocking it? Not any that I've heard of.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim nods and lets it go for now.]

So, are you a plant? and how does that work?

[goldenglasses]

Sort of. I'm an Independent one and it's complicated. You don't really want to hear it. Probably.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

I kind of do actually, what is an Independent plant? [Tim just plants his feet and looks like he's not going to budge]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash sighs. He clearly isn't enjoying much of this. Still, he taps his finger against his forehead a couple times as he tries to figure out how to explain it.] You saw the Plant outside? [The one who is suppose to be guarding the door while he rested.] I was born from one of them, but I don't need to be connected to a life support system. So, [He waves a hand as if to say Tim can connect his own dots.] That's the independent part.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

Yes, I met the one outside, she showed me images of you. One of them, you were having a sleepover while on the Fleet?

So the rest of the Plants need to be attached to these light bulb shaped containers? Are they comfortable in there? Is there a way to help them out?

[goldenglasses]

[Vash smiles at being reminded of the happy memory.] Yeah, my first crew really wanted to throw one. It was a lot of fun that night. [Even if the girls tried to talk him into letting them play with his hair. It had been nice to feel like a small family for a little while.]

Yes, they're comfortable. So long as they're properly maintained and regulated. [Vash is glad that Tim seems to care about their safety.] They can't leave. Even if their glass is cracked they can very easily get sick and die. The Plants are very fragile, but I wouldn't worry. They don't see or experience the world in the same way that we do. They're happy with their lives.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

[Tim does seem relieved by that reassurance of their happiness and comfort.]

How did you come to be, these incubators? tanks? [He doesn't know the right word] they have to be man-made so presumably... so are you?

[goldenglasses]

Don't you ever run out of questions? [Vash stands and rubs at the back of his neck.] The Plants were man made. When I was born from one of them; no one really knows the how or why.

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

Look, if you can provide me with a book or file that explains even a fraction of what I've just seen or experiencing then I will stop asking and start reading instead. I haven't even gotten to those sandworms I saw.

So you were a random mutation huh? were they aiming for independent plants? what were they aiming for anyway? plants who are people, people who are plants? or was that a side effect of another experience as well?

[goldenglasses]

I would love to have a book. Sure would make things a lot easier, but I don't.

[He shifts his weight from side to side.] And I don't think they were trying for anything with us. [Although there is a hint of doubt in his voice. Rem said they were born unexpectedly and it sure seemed like they were unexpected, but... what if? No, those thoughts rarely helped anyone.] I think we just sort of happened.

Kind of dark down here. Shall we head up? [He gestures towards the door with the exit sign over it. Trying to encourage Tim to leave. At least he can lie if he's awake.]

[permanentlyexhaustedbird]

Alright, I get the hint. I will leave.

[He starts to head for the door but pauses]

Just one more thing though. That... thing that happened with Knives? That isn't likely to happen again if he's not there to provoke it right?