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EVENT; LIFTS & CORRIDORS

CHARACTERS: Ensemble production!
LOCATION: The Corridors.
WARNINGS: Space crazy, violence, etc.
SUMMARY: You may have simply been taking the lift with passerbys, but now you're hopelessly lost.
NOTES: Notes on the corridors.

Those on their way to meet a friend at dinner, or heading to their department, may never reach their intended destination. Instead, characters will find themselves in an unfamiliar part of the ship, abruptly stranded. All attempts to access the elevator will prove fruitless, as the doors cannot be pried open and the lift will not respond when called. It looks like you have no where to go but forward. Hallways will connect only to other hallways, giving you the impression that you're always on your way somewhere- but can't quite manage to arrive.

Time spent in the hallways will seem endless, but with luck you may find a break in the monotony. It is possible for characters to find one another, which would be preferable, as it's probably safer traveling in groups. Those that spend an excessive amount of time in their own company will find themselves feeling increasingly hostile and paranoid, until even the walls seem to be watching. That may not be such an exaggeration, with those murals that continually appear...

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[It's a familiar enough trip by now, taking the lift to the engineering department. She does it nearly every day, out of boredom if nothing else. At least in engineering, there are things she can tinker around with, often someone she can talk to about, well, engines.

She's got her day planned - the morning in engineering, then stopping by medical around midday to grab Simon and make him eat lunch with her (otherwise he might forget, he keeps himself so busy), then the afternoon - well, she hasn't planned that far ahead.

But it all goes out the window, anyway, when the lift gives a frightening lurch and stops, the doors opening on an unfamiliar corridor - dark, ominous, not a part of the ship she's familiar with. The lift controls are unresponsive, and the minute she steps out, the doors slam shut behind her, and then she's alone.

Lost.]

What kinda fèihuà is this?

[But there's no one to answer her, at least, no one that she can see. She starts moving forward, slowly, her eyes wide. This is the last thing she wanted. There are monsters out there, she knows.]

_{[ Not long after Kaylee ventures cautiously down the hallway, she probably starts hearing footsteps. The footsteps get louder and the footsteps get faster and a figure is seen in the distance, obviously male. He is running. And he is running fast.

Damn, this boy can run.

He falters for a moment, gripping onto one side of the walls to catch his breath. He's not in a jumpsuit; just in a plain white tee shirt and a pair of khaki shorts. It looks like he has a set of leg holsters on his thighs too.

It also sounds like he is talking to himself, but what he is saying is in coherent.
Luckily for Kaylee, he doesn't see her as his head is bowed, face meeting his palm to wipe sweat from it.

He was a jumpy fellow and loaded with ammo, so approaching him carefully might be the best option. ]}

[The footsteps alert her first, and she ducks down a side corridor, her HIDE instinct on full alert. Kaylee has very little experience with the unexplored depths of the Tranquility, but after her conversation with Reaper on the network, her mind goes first to reavers, though no one has actually reported anything like a reaver.

Of course, that could just be because no one has yet gone space-crazy enough to turn into one. Reavers are scarier than any monster, because they're people, or were people, anyway. Used to be.

The person running towards her definitely looks a little crazy, so she's not sure if she should approach him or not - he might try to eat her face off, after all. That's kind of what reavers do.

Then again, shifting to one side to get a better look at him ends up with a bang against the metal wall, and she ducks away in fear that he'll spot her, try to attack, something.

She really, really wishes Mal, or Jayne, or Zoe were here.]

_{[ The bang nearly sets him off, but he doesn't pull the trigger just yet. He's made that mistake before and nearly hit somebody who didn't need to be hit.
Instead, Jake's posture stiffens and he slips one of is guns from his leg holsters. It looked like it was made out of pure gold.
He spotted her duck back against the wall, and from what he could tell, she looked like a typical passenger. Jake lowers his gun halfway before beginning to approach her with caution. ]}

Hey!
Are you quite alright there?

_{[ His accent was thick and unusual; like it wanted to waver between Chav and Australian. ]}

Um... [Well, if he talked, he couldn't be all bad, right? That's what Kaylee thinks, anyway. Least, as far as she knows, none of the monsters ask questions before attacking.]

I got sorta turned around, is all. The lift didn't take me to the right place...

Same pickle I am in right now!

_{[ Jake jogs over to her, putting his guns to his sides completely and peering around the corner at her. By the looks of it, he was just a kid, with dark skin and hair. Another distinguishable trait was his buck teeth and thick eye lashes. ]}

Are you alright, miss? I heard a clank, and I'm more jittery than a slippery watermelon right now. I hope I didn't frighten you.

[His appearance relaxes her further. Just a regular person, then, not a monster at all. (Sure, Kaylee, because people can't be monsters...)]

I'm just nervous, is all. I didn't know anyone else was out here, 'cept those monsters...

Monsters? I was unaware! What sort of monsters?

_{[ Jake will edge a little closer to her. ]}

Do you have anything to protect yourself with?

[That gets a slightly incredulous look from Kaylee.]

You not watchin' the network? Not payin' attention to all the folks gettin' lost, gettin' killed by those things, or losin' limbs?

And no, I can't exactly say I was headin' out this morning thinkin' I'd need a weapon. I was just goin' to Engineering.

[Bennett had been trying to keep track of the hallways and map them out in her notebook but that hadn't really been working. She kept rearranging her notes and piecing them together in different ways to figure out if there was some sort of puzzle.

She couldn't find a way back but she found Kaylee. That had to count for something, right?

Bennett stops when she sees the other woman and shyly smiles.]

I don't suppose that lift is working either, is it. Ah, I mean. Hello. I've been lost down here.

[Kaylee sees the other woman, and the fear sort of leaves her face - but she's still a little wary, because, well. It wouldn't be the first time she's seen someone she thought was from her world, and it turned out they had no idea who she was.]

River? Have you been... here all this time?

[Bennett makes a face, Simon has mentioned someone named River before. She just doesn't know they share a face. She knows she shares a face with that one guy's sister but she's never actually met that sister, either.]

Ah, I'm not River. That's not my name. I'm Bennett. Or Dr. Halverson if you, if you prefer that.

[Kaylee can't help but make a slight face, too. Not at Bennett, really, just at the thought that there's someone running around the ship with River's face.]

You sure look like River. But Casey looks just like Jayne, and he's not, so I guess. Just make sure you tell Simon that. Simon Tam. River's his sister. She was here, but then she disappeared. He took it pretty hard, he worries about her.

[Yep, just have a conversation with this person, nevermind that you're both lost in the dark part of the ship, no immediately discernible way out, and possibly monsters roaming around hunting people.]

You a surgeon too?

I know Simon. He ah, he showed me around the Medbay on my first day of work. He's very nice.

[She nods, trying to fill the silence with the gesture while she thinks of more to say. But then oh! Question. That makes it easy enough to answer.]

Not...really. I mean, I could perform surgery if I, if I needed to but it's not my preference. And even then, I'd probably be limited to doing brain surgery.

[The way she says it, she makes it sound like brain surgery is this easy sort of thing that anyone could do; like she's nothing special for having that skill.]

So what kinda doctor are you? [She tilts her head - okay, so the only doctors she knows are the medical kind, give her a break.]

Neurologist, technically. I take care of people's brains. I also have a degree in neural engineering. Among other things. If I started listing all of them that'd...probably really boring because I've studied so many things over the years that it more than likely sounds really ridiculous. Plus, then I'd feel like I'm bragging and I don't like that. To brag. It's pointless.

Wow, that sounds real fancy! [Kaylee is impressed, that's for sure.] You talk a little like River, except less, well. Crazy.

I wouldn't really call it fancy, it's more...No one has cut me off from signing up for classes. And...under these circumstances, the being lost and everything, I can't really say much about my sanity but people usually do. Think I'm crazy.

You gotta have lots of money and stuff to take classes though, right? I mean, where I come from not many can afford to do all that.

[She glances up and around, behind them at the corridors.] Don't suppose any of those classes taught you a good sense of direction, though?

I had a full scholarship because of my work with proteins.

[Then she sighs and makes a pout.] But no. I've been trying to map out the halls but I, I just keep ending up in...unexpected places. Like the, like the hallways are moving. Rearranging themselves.

I think we're just goin' in circles here. There's gotta be a way out, somewhere. [Kaylee puts her hands on her hips and surveys their immediate area - it's pretty nondescript, except maybe for that little bit of mural to the right.

But wait, was that there before?]

Uh, did you see that earlier? [Kaylee points at it.]

[Bennett turns and looks at it.]

...No. Not that one. But I, I did see a different painting earlier.

[She digs through her bag for a moment and pulls out her notebook. She flips through the pages until she finds her rather crude sketch of a different mural. It looks like mostly scribbles but she wrote down notes to describe it more thoroughly.]

Here, this one. Have you seen it, too? [She tears the page out and hands it to Kaylee.]

[Kaylee looks at it, a slight frown line appearing between her eyes.] No, I don't recognize it.

But maybe if we could find it again, we could find a way back out?

The hallways don't make sense, like they keep changing. I doubt we'll be able to find it again, we might be on an entirely different side of the ship.

But I suppose we have to try, right? Nothing else to do but keep trying to get out of this maze.

It's somethin' to start with, at least. Better than runnin' around, like chickens. [She grabs Bennett's arm, starts pulling her along.]

EVENT; LIFTS & CORRIDORS

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o/ hello new friend...

yay new frand!

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