Pring was slightly bemused. This rather stern uptight person, the adorable, if scary-looking Xir, this serene, but excitable researcher, this formal and yet informal Maximatan-Terran, all of whom were concerned about her parking. Were the rest of the ship's crew as weird?
Pring looked thoughtfully.
"Well, Pring, we should show you up to the rest of the ship." He nodded for everyone else to follow.
Arif lead her up to the bridge. "This is the bridge. We control stuff from here. Obviously. Down there is the medbay.
Pring perks up. "I wanna see what you got in there!"
She tore herself away from Arif giving him a quick bye bye, and ended up in the medical bay.
Medical Bay
"Ohaaayo!" she greets everyone present. "What's—" She looks stunned. "Uhhh... Uhh?" These people took down Deathwatch???
"U-Uhh...right. Makes sense..." Rakiri replies with a short nod. Oh god, was that what that was this morning? He thought something was seriously wrong at first and was ready to go to the medbay until it just went away on its own. But this is something that's going to happen all the time now? Oh.
Realizing his hand is still on his chest, he pulls that one back as well. "Sorry, I'll stop now."
Rakiri doesn't realize Pring is even in the room until he hears her voice and jumps back, tripping over his chair behind him and ending up sprawled out in the floor. "Urgh...fuck me..." he grumbles angrily.
edited 28th Feb '16 5:23:09 AM by BaronGreen
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either."I think that's what you were going to do to him anyway." She smirks at Mitch. "This is awkward. I didn't know you were into ~sexual healing~ onboard this thing."
Wow. So the squishy beefy thing is in a relationship with the beefy guy? Beef patties. She chuckled internally.
"I'm Pring! Nice ta meetcha." She paused.
"Do you have actual medical facilities here, or do you just de-sterilise this area on the regular?"
edited 28th Feb '16 5:31:16 AM by Inhopelessguy
Med Bay
"Hey, you didn't have to pull away, you know. I was enjoying that." Mitch says sincerely as he smiles a bit. He then breaks out into a short, but loud burst of laughter upon Rakiri's highly appropriate comment on the floor.
Peter follows Pring to the med bay, just in case she breaks anything. He encounters Mitch and Rakiri in a... peculiar position.
"Well." That is all he says.
"We have some stuff here, yes." Mitch answers Pring.
Pring had wandered around the medical bay, noting what they had.
"Huh... You have a lot of stuff in here. A lot. Like, most of this is well-stocked."
She looks at three. "Well, uh. I'll leave you to your own devices."
She saunters out of the room, and bumps into Arif.
"Oh, uh, hey!" She smiles and brushes her hair from her face. Sorry I ran off, just wanted to see what you got."
Arif nods. "It's okay. We have crew quarters up here. If you wanna just leave your stuff ther—" Arif shrugged and went back to the bridge.
She runs off to claim a room.
Crew Quarters
She lies down on her bed, dropping her bag on the floor. Is there an AI onboard?
She speaks. "Computer, tell me about this spacecraft."
Certainly Ms Calori. This is a Superior-class vessel registered to Gregory Blackwell-Brant, who is also the captain. It is armed with several heavy armamements, and has Class-B manual shielding. The AI droned on, giving her more information about the Troperia.
"Cool. What's your name, AI?"
Hardcoded Autonomous Intelligence System. Or Hais. What else would you like to know?
"Darkwatch. What do they want with these people?"
I'm sorry, that information is classified. Please try a different query.
"Why is it classified?"
This information is locked for viewing by Technological Officer. Please ask for administrative assistance.
She hrmmmed. I guess her newness meant she wasn't trustworthy just yet...
She flopped into her bed and fell asleep.
Bridge
Arif spun in a chair. This new person was interesting.
He monitored the screens, but nothing really new came up. Alas.
The Troperia - Bridge
After having the discussions he was suspicious about Michael will go up to the bridge, he was going to contact Arif who might know more about this Rylan. Though he instead just had a bit of a surprised smile seeing them already here. Going over to his console and spinning the chair to look at Arif.
"Hey Arif, I need to ask you about about something." He says in a for once; not so much a nervous but instead serious tone. The worry he has not pointed at his own conversation but clearly at something else.
The Troperia - Engineering
Matthew is currently wandering the ship, somewhere he doesn't need to keep his guise up. Just looking around at the machinery he knew his brother would love to get his hands on. Though he was worried, people seemed more trained than ususal. More skilled and his bluffs for once may not work...
edited 28th Feb '16 6:30:45 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.""Gah...try to do something nice for a guy..." he grumbles as he picks himself off the floor and brushes himself off. "Yeah, yeah..." he simply says to the comments.
He places his hands back over Mitch and resumes. "I guess stopping when its helping wouldn't be fair to you, so." he reasons.
Captain's Quarters
Greg wakes up, looking around and finding himself in his room. He turns and sees Chris there, gently stroking his hair. "Guess Pete brought us back..." He gazes out the window, taking in the beauty of the stars for a bit before deciding to take a shower.
edited 28th Feb '16 6:38:00 AM by BaronGreen
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.The Troperia, Library
Jiko sits at a table hidden amongst the stacks with a small grouping of books in front of him and a holoscreen erected in front of him on the table. He is wearing the uniform Lex gave him, and his jacket is hanging on the back of his seat loosely.
"Gotta be something here I can use," he says as he scrolls through information, looking for anything he could understand on Kirina and Echirean culture and their history in general. His eyes have small dark patches, indicating that his evening was not spent wholly on sleep. He had been distracted by various things, but one in particular stood out - Rakiri's mention of "an asshole" living inside him. He hopes that maybe he can get some insight, but so far his search is coming up less useful than he imagined.
Same deal today as yesterday, I will keep up where I can.
edited 28th Feb '16 7:17:57 AM by MrJikoui
The Troperia - Bridge
Michael looked at Arif and tried to give a bit of a smile. "What do you think of kid who rescued you, Rylan?" He asked with a serious look.
"I don't think the others saw but he is hiding something. His face and body language said he was embarrassed but his voice was too expressive... I-I don't know if you understand what I mean but..." He rambles a little trying to explain his sense of suspicion before shaking his head and looking for a response.
"After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began."Arif pursed his lips thoughtfully.
"Hold on." he mumbled. He quickly tapped the buttons on the console and replaced the last minute of security and audio footage of him being asleep at the console.
He then tapped another button and disabled the audio and security recording.
"Just in case." Arif looked seriously at Michael. "I think his intentions were not so honest. I don't know what his game is, per se, but I know he's playing a game, at the least. It seems suspicious that he appeared just in time. Like he was following me. And... Earlier, he... I think he was lying to us."
He looked more gravely at Michael. "I think we have a mole aboard. Considering this is free space, we could just push him out of the airlock without a suit and be done with him... But for now, we'll just have to watch and wait for him to make his moves."
"Stay vigilant, Michael."
Captain's Quarters
Greg barely waits until he's in the bathroom to start removing his clothing. He needed something—anything—to cool himself down and while shedding his clothing helped somewhat, what he needed was that icy water.
He places his hand on the tiled wall, hunching under the shower head as he turned the cold water on full blast. He flinches at first, from the sudden chill of the water as his skin slowly gets used to the temperature and eventually he sighs in relief as he starts to feel cooler.
...Which only lasts for a short while, unfortunately. As the water continues running over his body, he closes his eyes for a bit, until he can feel the water himself start to heat up again. "Now I'm getting hotter...ugh...what the fuck..." He opens his eyes and can't believe what he sees. Steam. And lots of it trailing around his skin as the water seemingly starts to evaporate on contact with his body.
"Wh...what the...? What the fuck is happening to me...?"
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.The Troperia - Bridge
Michael looks to Arif and frowns at the response but at the same time he was clearly glad someone else had picked up on it. "He did save you so just throwing him out would be a bit harsh but I agree. He seems soo cold at times, like he doesn't actually care about what he is doing except when he was in the fight... He didn't even seem to care about his wounds while I was carrying him to the medbay." He says clearly concerned.
Looking over at a monitor and his Rylans ship ID appearing, clearly put together by Michael; seeminly having a log of everyone aboard. His age, name, supposed home-world of Terra, height, weight and a few other random bits of trivia, all appearing on the screen as well as his picture taken by the ships cameras from all angles, rotating to get a view of his back and a targeting reticle appearing around Rylans upper neck. "I saw something marked on him, like some number but i couldn't get a good look while moving him. Any ideas who we might be dealing with? I don't think he is after either of us two, or the captain. Plus I am sure enough to say Darkwatch didn't send him after his display with us." He says trying to theorized ideas, nervous but clearly concerned for others not himself.
He says before noticing Alex in his thinking and looks over with a serious look, closing the intel on the screen as he looks over.. "Oh hey Alex..."
edited 28th Feb '16 8:17:02 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."Deciding the shower was useless at this point, he gets out, his body's heat even making walking excruciating. He doesn't even bother with a towel, as his body is already completely dry. He goes to the drawer, grabbing and putting on what looks to be a pair of running shorts before he staggers down the hall.
With every step, the floor sizzles behind him as he heads towards the elevator.
"Need...fresh...air..."
edited 28th Feb '16 8:33:37 AM by BaronGreen
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.The Troperia - Elevator
Matthew wanders over to the elevator after leaving engineereing and starts taking it up, wandering to explore more; he might as well go view the top deck. See what is up there. Get the scope of the ship, knowing Aryana things were gonna heat up here quickly. Suddenly his thoughts broken as he gives as startled expression to the Captain, seemingly burning the floor also wanting to go up. Regaining composure and remembering his Alias of Rylan, giving a genuine look of concern. Most because of the burning however.
"Urm are you feeling okay. Maybe we should get you should rest?"
edited 28th Feb '16 9:29:17 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."Greg gives Rylan a tired look, quickly heating up the elevator with his body heat.. "Rest doesn't work...drinking doesn't work...water doesn't work..." he presses the button on the console, making the elevator head towards the top deck. "...I need fresh oxygen..."
When the doors open, he slowly steps out, taking in the whole of the arboretum, as if he's never seen it before now.
Old habits die hard, especially when no one else lets them die either.The Troperia - Arboretum
Rylan looks around trying to take in the view and while he could handle the heat. It was a slight annoyance, however there was more to consider. He was the captain, he needed his trust and that of the crew if this was to work... So using his telepathy, creating a faint light in back of his eye; he tries to contact Peter and Chris with the message. "Hey its Rylan, Greg is looking really bad. He is hot and even burning the ground up here in the greenhouse area on the top deck." He said with as much worry as he could telepathically muster.
Looking over to Greg trying to work out how he could help personally, any favor gained could help if someone catches onto his plans but he didn't really know what was going on. He atleast looked worried however.
edited 28th Feb '16 11:05:42 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."Arif continued. "In any case, the person we need to worry about the most is the captain. There is no way that Rylan can be allowed to compromise him."
Arif turned to the console.
"Oh. No." The security footage was showing Greg, looking incredibly harried, with Rylan trying to aid him. "I think we might just be too late."

Med Bay
"Sometimes, yeah. Though I have a faster reaction to it than most since I'm, well, kinda used to it. ...Enjoy. Heh." He laughs a tiny bit. "It usually happens when we get stimulation such as physical contact, like rubbing, or sexual thoughts, though sometimes it's random too. Biologically speaking, it's to prepare us for when we're about to have sex so we don't have trouble 'sticking it in', as people say."
His inner thought is 'Oh my god, am I really explaining what a boner is to a 179 year old?'.
"Also, your hand was right above it. If you weren't asking what an erection is, I'd have already taken it to mean something else entirely." He makes a knowing smirk as he says that.
Loading Bay
"I'm Peter. You're aboard the Troperia, in case you weren't aware." Peter says in a matter-of-fact way to Pring.
"Well, if someone can park this thing more properly, that'd be nice." He says to no one in particular.
edited 28th Feb '16 5:05:54 AM by AqueousBunnies