The Troperia

Bridge

"Hello... wait, does that mean you're the ship's A.I.?" Caska asked. "Hm. Intriguing. May I ask for your name?" She said.

Rero.

Nexus

Ana tries to make sure she doesn't step on anything important as she walks over to the others.

off the shits

Nexus

"Heh, alright." Mitch warms up a little, idly doing small jumps and stretches. He seems to be rather nervous, however. "You guys might want to stand back once I start." He says to them.

The Troperia

Nexus Lab

As Blake operates the control panel a slight bussing sound is heard from one of the generators in the room. The containment sphere filling with this small vortex of psionic energy. Meanwhile surrounding the testing area with Mitch a few small pillars extend up around the parameter.

A sudden static noise is heard from the containment field for a moment as the pillars around Mitch light up with psionic energy, pulsing over the training area creating a initially visible but quickly invisible barrier.

"and... okay its ready. The training area should only take minimal damage from heat or similar and the barriers should absorb most of it that goes awry out of the testing zone." Blake explains as he pulls back from the console, having it left open for adjustments if people need so and moving over to get a good view of what is about to happen, leaning on a safety railing as a bit of a seat.

"Give us a show now why don't you?" He jokingly continues, interested to watch his machines get to work. Or to break and for him to make improvements to but that was unlikely, he built it to withstand Matt at full swing afterall.

The Brig

Matthew after maybe a few minutes of thinking about something and staring at the suppression bracer on his wrist finally sits up and just looks around the room. A continually growing look of confusion.

"Where is the verse am I? Is this some space station or ship maybe..?" Matthew questions aloud further, turning himself to sit over the edge of the cot, his gaze following his ankles down as he looks at the suppression shackles on those as well. "More of these things...? Did I get cap- wait did I get grabbed by slavers or something!?!" He questions aloud further rather panicked sounding now, genuine uncharacteristic for him, fear in his voice.

edited 16th Aug '16 10:04:17 PM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

Troperia Bridge:

For several more minutes, Torvahk would continue playing the game. While he wasn't spectacularly bad, he wasn't very good either as he frequently mistimed his attacks due to his unfamiliarity with the controls. He had the fortune of nailing a few good hits on his opponents however, and had almost figured out how smash attacks worked until he discovered a mysterious glowing orb that was constantly changing colors appear out of nowhere. Seeing nothing better to do, he commanded his character to attack it until it broke. Unsure of what to do next, Torvahk mashed every button combination until his character suddenly leaped into the sky and jumped into a tank for some reason. Coincidentally the same creature that Torvahk was unable to kill reappeared, prompting him to waste the entire final smash session unsuccessfully attempting to defeat the Ultimate Chimera with either the massive cannon or by simply running it over. The tank disappeared, and Torvahk's character would once again get pwned by the Ultimate Chimera.

"This enough had I have!" Torvahk sighed in annoyance as he basically ragequit the game and left the bridge, intending to revisit the Training Room for the original reason he even went there in the first place.

edited 17th Aug '16 4:49:00 PM by ParadoxialStratagem

Living The Fever Dream

The Troperia

The Brig

Matthew in a panic throws himself off of the cot and rushes over to the cell's barrier, pounding at it a few times with a genuine fear. "Someone, anybody, let me-!" ACK!" He calls out looking for help but as he does so the bracers realising his intent to get out just zap him, recoiling him back his legs giving out underneath him as he just collapses.

The teen just lays there, curled up in a ball for the next few moments tightly. Muscles aching and twitching from the electrical charge which is odd considering before his incapacitation he was shrugging off high voltage electrical attacks in combat; the first shock from the restraints should be a mere deterrent comparatively not something that completely disables him like this. As he lies curled up lightly sobbing to himself. "W-whats going on...?"

Seemingly not having taken notice yet of another individual collapses nearby to himself due to his state of absolute panic and fear.

edited 18th Aug '16 2:53:18 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

Bridge

Aur watches Torvahk go. In his distraction, he causes his character to jump off the edge of the stage.

Nexus

Ana looks on curiously.

off the shits

Note: Started a new job, so my activity might be affected by this. Sorry for any inconvenience.

Bridge -> Hallways

"Oh. Well, sure, that's fine Kyerine. Good luck, you two." Greg says to Mirielle and Kyerine. He then gets up from his chair, and starts to head for the exit. "I'll be back. Gonna do my patrol thing, now." he says before heading out.

---

Alexander

Docks

Amos takes a moment to try and fix his even messier hair before sighing and looking over toward Aasha. "I'm Amos...nice to meet you, too." he says and gives a simple nod. "I don't have any worries you're fit in. We have some odd ones, but...people are nice."

"Oh. Forgot about Merrick. Well." Cat!Rakiri again shrugs. "And...not here, obviously. A 2X shirt isn't going to fit this little cat body, no." he answers Peter. He looks over at Russell afterward. "No, I'm not normally a cat. I'm a shapeshifter. And felt like trying something new, i guess."

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.

Nexus

Mitch starts to crouch when he realizes something. "Ah, crap. Almost forgot." He lifts up and takes off his shirt, throwing it in a corner. He flexes his bare back, allowing his metallic wings to protrude. "There we go." He crouches again and gets on his knees, putting his hands towards, the floor. "Been a long time since I've used this..." He says mostly to himself, then takes a deep breath.

The floor beneath and around him start to heat up and crack before melting. Mitch sinks a little into the lava, but doesn't seem to be so much as bothered by the heat. He raises his hands and stands up, and the lava follows, quickly creeping up to cover most of his body in a thin layer, with his facial features still visible.

Mitch makes a relieved smile, looking at his new form. "Hope I didn't scare ya guys." He says. Small jets of flame then erupt from the bottom of his wings as well as his palms, giving him the push he needs to start flying.

Alexander Docks

"Oh." Peter responds, processing what Rakiri just said for a moment before smiling rather deviously. "Ah well. I've seen Mitch pounding you while you're being tied up. It's no big deal. Though I wouldn't mind more pictures~" He says to him.

Mr. Panuchi's

Lex's lip twitches in disgust as they're all but brushed off and her hand momentarily moves to her pocket before she seemingly thinks better of it, "I can always try hacking his or the child's mind to find out. Wouldn't that be fun. Several of my kind have done similar for less..." she mutters with her head down, then nods to Izzie, -sigh- "Don't mention it, Izzie. It's the least I can do..."

Nexus

There is a burst of white as a large snowdrift engulfs Merrick when the word 'lava' is uttered, from beneath it, a muffled, "L-l-lava...?" can be heard. ...Followed by, "AAAAAAAHHHHH!!! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL YOURSELF??" The snowdrift blizzards itself toward Mitch.

Bridge

Heh, yep. You can call me Troperia, dearie...though, I'm not sure whether I'm named after the ship, or the other way around...

Aww...he didn't have to...not very angrily...ragequit.

Docks

"Well...er...you're pretty cute in this form...somehow I prefer the redhead one though." Chris tells Rakiri, blushing at what Peter says.

"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."

Docks

"Oh, don't worry. I'm not some murderer fugitive or anything. Just a girl looking for adventure. Nice to meet you all, and thank you once again."

She looks at Chris, and rummages around in her backpack once more.

"I've got a few smaller pieces in here somewhere...where are they...no, not that...ah, here we go."

She pulls out several small pages and spreads out in a fan shape to show them off to Chris. They're mostly of busy, crowded scenes such as the Alexander Docks, though there are a few landscape paintings mixed in.

"I'll just have to go rummage around in my luggage to get the big canvas ones. If you want one, just ask. After all, I've got to pay you all back somehow!"

She chuckles a bit, though she does seem to be serious about repaying them if they want her to.

The Troperia

Nexus

Blake is just casually leaning back watching, pretty calm and pretty interested to see Mitch at work becomming quickly impressed at his abilities even giving a light clap after his final statement. "Impressive work, though I do wonder how you are protec-" Blake is interrupted by a slight oh-crap moment seeing Merrick throw his panicked snowstorm, knowing he didn't set up the barriers to protect from ice and water. After all he was told to protect against fire and molten rock and metal as well as explosions.

The Brig

Matthew is proberbly laying there in that state of shock and pain for quite a few minutes, though eventually he regains some light composure as he pushes himself to sitting up on his knees. "What in the verse can I-... Wait are you okay?" Matthew is about to question to himself aloud as he spots Michael laying there in the room unconscious.

Pushing himself up and rushing over and going down besides him, feeling his neck checking for a pulse and quickly sighing in relief as he finds it.
"Hey whoever you are, please wake up? Where are we? Are you okay?" Matthew begins to question lightly shaking Michael in a attempt to wake him.

The Bridge

Kyerine gives another somewhat cute (though still very accurate) salute as the captain gives permission. Turning and looking at at Mirielle, "So what do you need me to d-" He pauses as he sees the alien peering around the doctor at him. Stepping to the other side of her. In which point the alien then shifts in whole body to lean from its left side to its right to once again look past the doctor at him.

Kyerine giggles moving back to the other side, in which the insectoid quickly seems to lean back to keep watching him. Kyerine turning this into a brief game moving left-right-left-right-left-right of the doctor and watching the alien tilt its body and follow his movements.

---

Alexander Station

The Docks

Russell nods at Amos' statement. "Yeah, your be fine. M-Everyone is really nice." He says supportively even if he did stumble at the word 'Everyone' perhaps a recent event still on his mind a bit. The boy giving a intentionally over the top, playful smile towards Aasha before turning his attention away again towards Cat!Rakiri.

'Looking' curiously at him. "Shapeshifter? Like in the movies? Can you turn into other people and stuff too?" A fascinated and maybe a little fantasy driven smile on his face as he thinks back to perhaps a particular movie he enjoyed listening to.

edited 19th Aug '16 5:18:37 AM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

Troperia Training Room:

After a few moments of walking rather swiftly through a route that started to become familiar, Torvahk eventually reached the Training Room that he had intended to use earlier, only to get distracted by other events. Oddly enough though he wouldn't start with any of the equipment that he helped reset after the entirety of the room was thrashed from the chaos that took place earlier. Instead, Torvahk simply began doing a series of stretches for a total of 5 minutes before spending the next several moments doing 50 pushups and 50 crunches; something that was practically just a warm up to someone like him whom had undergone fitness routines that were much more intense, before taking a 3 minute break as he decided what to do next.

Living The Fever Dream

The Troperia

Bridge

"It's a pleasure to meet you, then. It's nice to see another A.I. other than myself." she said. "Say, do you know where David is?" She asked with concern in her voice.

Rero.

Nexus

Mitch turns to the incoming snowdrift and puts a hand towards it, stopping it in its tracks. "Dude, relax. I'm perfectly fine." He says to Merrick, before turning to Blake while still hovering. "Well, basically, I can control the heat transfer from the lava. This barely even feels warm for me." He slowly lands afterwards. "Plus, I have some heat resistance thanks to my Alphyxi genes, so."

Nexus

"Holy crap, that's-" Ana's caught off guard by the snowdrift and jumps about five feet back.

".. A little warning next time you do that?"

off the shits

Troperia, Bridge

Mireille couldn't resist a chuckle as she noticed the brief game, letting it continue for a while before speaking "Well, since your... playmate here deiced to stay aboard I will need the help of a good and faithful lab assistant~" She said, her face making clear that she meant Kyerine to be such. "So... do you think you would enjoy helping me a little bit again~?"

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"

The Troperia

Nexus

Blake sighs with relief seeing Mitch's manipulation stopping the snow. "Useful talents to have it seems." He responds looking over to Merrick for a moment with a wiry smile.

Then to Ana with a look of remembering something. "Oh Ana, I finished the weapon I was designing for you. Like you wanted its a close quarters weapon based on a scatter shotgun. With your ability to harden the ink you should be able to use it to make either a small blast or a second function to create a net that you could use to entangle someone for self-defence." He begins to explain heading over to a duffel bag and searching through, quickly finding and pulling out the rather thin and lightweight even if a bit peculiar looking "firearm" of his design. Seamless and professionally made even if its design was odd.

The Bridge

Kyerine still stuck in this game with the alien giggles at Mirelle's request making another cute but professional salute just now to her. "I'll help, i'll help! Kyerine is ready and willing to help you in the lab!" He responds still distracted with the insectoid whom amusingly considering his size and proberbly justifiably scary appearance was playing along with the childish game.

The Brig

Michael starts to stir and wake up as he is shaken by Matthew, a dazed look in his eye. Matt meanwhile is clearly very worried. "Hey you okay? Did they capture you too? Come on speak to me!" He continues shaking him further...

Which for the dazed and confused Michael who wakes up finding Matthew on top of him and not seemingly remembering how he got here. His immediately conclusion was Matthew was up to more rogue actions, perhaps trying to take him hostage... Come on he just woke up from being passed out he isn't very coherent right now. Instead his reaction is to reach to his belt and pull out the small hand-sized stun gun he took from Russell's bullies on Nos Lycarin. Jabbing it forward at his perceived captor and attacker striking the expecting teen in the chest causing him to recoil back in severe pain unable to really do anything except ache. "W-w-ack th-..."

Michael pushing himself away into the corner of the room panicked himself breathing deeply looking around and trying to figure out where he was and how the hell he got here. Only becoming more freaked out seeing the bloody kitchen knife in the centre of the room where Matt had "pinned him" having fallen out of his pocket as he pushed himself away. Clearly not recognising the knife in question despite him being the one to use it.

edited 19th Aug '16 4:38:34 PM by darkdestinysoul

"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."

Mr. Panuchi's

Ricardo stays silent for a moment but is visibly relieved at the outcome. Though, when he finally does speak, it's directly at Izzie.

"You wanted a psyche profile I could have given you all you needed. Brindle is ultimately a good man, if misguided. The kid...well, the kid's...new. Even I didn't know about him until...ah, here's our food!" As he says this last part, the waitress arrives with the pizza. Two, actually, given the amount of people.

Kijo, meanwhile, grinds his teeth for a momet, the look of Brindle sending through him an angry impulse he couldn't quite control. On reflex he squeezes Lex's hand as he speaks.

"Believe me, I know it's been done. But it's not necessary. A few of us at this table should recognize eyes like that," he says quietly.

Alexander - Science

"All right, just follow me," the young man says, and begins leading Dom toward a small room, one side of which is dominated by a series of differentiated cyberware, all coming to the center, which is a single monitor, blacked out.

Nexus

"Oh my gosh, thank you so much!" Ana (carefully) takes the gun. "If it weren't for the lava, this would probably be a good place to test it.." .. I should probably learn firearms safety first. It might be ink, ut it can probably still bruise or something...

off the shits

Troperia Bridge:

Torvahk would continue to pass the time with various exercises involving dumbbells. They felt incredibly light, more so than he expected until he realized he still had his armored spacesuit on and wasn't actually exerting any actual force from his own muscles, but rather the exoskeleton servos in his suit. He then set to correct the problem by taking apart segments of his spacesuit, save for his helmet, and setting it aside somewhere he could easily spot and recover if necessary before continuing to exercise, feeling the strain and difficulty of physical exercise that he expected as he performed several different dumbbell exercises with 65 lbs. weights.

Living The Fever Dream

Alexander

Science Division

Dominic looks around the room, recording what he's seeing with his interface. "I presume I'll be taking a seat here, then?"

Mr. Panuchi's

"Lex, I don't know about you, but I would avoid looking into another person's mind against their will unless it's absolutely necessary, even if they're an ass." Val says to her, gently reprimanding her.

"Oh, finally!" Izzie says, distributing a slice to everyone. She then starts eating.

Docks

Chris smiles warmly at seeing the paintings, the landscapes especially, and shows a few to Peter, "How about these, babe?"

"I can't just take it for nothing, how many credits do you want for these?" he asks, pulling out his wallet.

Nexus

"S-s-sorry...I don't much like fire...or anything...fiery..." he recalls the drift, condensing it to a superdense ball of ice, no larger than a tennis ball, and sets it on the floor.

Bridge

I think David went to the station, Miss Caska, he's probably just fine."

Mr. Panuchi's

Lex stares skeptically as Ricardo defends Brindle, but keeps her mouth shut, and squeezes Kijo's hand back while taking a slice of pizza, "I could almost swear it was...nevermind.... This is good. Kinda spicy."

She nods to Val, speaking between bites, "Fair enough. Though I was kinda raised where keeping an open mind is kind of expected, if you recall."

"I'm as free as the dust in the solar wind."

Troperia, Bridge

Mireille giggled. "Very good my faithful assistant~" She shortly thought about stepping aside to end this but then decided against it considering the obvious fun Kyerine had... and maybe even the insect for that matter. As such she was content in being the obstacle in this game for now, watching the two as they went along with it with a smile.

"One may feel fear in the face of danger so long as one banishes fear when danger actually arrives"

Bridge

Leaving Kyerine in the hands of Mirielle for now, Tor wanders off the bridge and somewhere else entirely.

---

Arboretum

That somewhere being the Arboretum it would seem. Tor steps out of the Observation Deck and into the plant filled room proper, with a slight change in attire. Having shed his usual shirt and tie, he's dressed in a plain, black tank top and a pair of dark red track pants, and wearing no shoes. Once he reaches a good spot, he lays down a blue mat he had rolled up under his arm and steps onto it.

"I've been neglecting this more than I should." he says to himself as he brings his hands together in front of his chest. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath and then exhales, surrounding himself with an aura of Essence. "Now, then..."

Tor is still for a few brief moments before his eyes snap back open and he literally leaps into action, grabbing the tree branch hanging a few feet above him with a clearly practiced jump. Once he grabs he, he starts swinging his body, quickly gaining enough momentum to swing himself up and over on top of the branch into a crouched position...before he continues the acrobatics by backflipping off his arboreal perch and landing back on the center of the mat he placed below, his arms outstretched to his sides. He takes a breath and opens his eyes, looking down at his feet. "...Off by 2 centimeters..." he notes. "...I've gotten sloppy."

---

Alexander

Docks

Amos is about to comment, and nearly blushes as he hears what Peter says. He quickly turns his attention back to Aasha. "S-So, um, yeah! If you want to go back to the ship now and get situated you can do that, or you can just come with us and we can all go back together. Your choice.."

Cat!Rakiri nods at Russell. "I can turn into most things I can see or touch, as long as its organic." he answers Russell. "Why did you have somethi-" he starts to continue and cuts it off as he hears Peter.

His whole body shimmers for a moment as if he's going go lose form, only for him to reappear, nearly his whole body a slowly fading rosy violet. "Wh-wh-what!? What pictur..." He pauses as a realization hits. "...VAL!!!" he then exclaims, both verbally and mentally, hoping he can pick it up despite wherever he is.

Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.