EVENT: SPACE PIRATES ▒ THE EMERGENCY SHUTTLE BAY & THE SCYLLA

[ataraxites]

CHARACTERS: Ensemble production!
LOCATION: The emergency shuttle bay & The Scylla
WARNINGS: Potential disturbing themes.
SUMMARY: Exploration and salvage of the Scylla and the emergency shuttle bay it's docked onto.
NOTES: April 28 onwards.

An emergency shuttle bay is found tucked away above the 50th passenger floor; holding only two transport shuttles and a network console, it contains the final evidence of the pirates' work. Here, large amounts of the equipment and items they looted from the Tranquility are piled up: some waiting, some already packed up into storage crates for transport onto the Scylla— and some, though not much, already stored away on board. How they came aboard is made clear now by the two holes cut through the metal of the hull-side wall— the openings connect to docking tubes, which provide an easy route onto the Scylla herself. On the wall above is a message left in red: MAKE IT QUICK... And with the jump fast approaching, it might be best to take heed...

Comments

[transwarped]

[Scotty glanced up from his spot on the floor at the sound of her voice. Ah. And now a lovely lassie to witness his moment of outstanding brilliance. But whatever it was he'd done to the universe to deserve all this must surely be about paid up by now.

He offered a slightly rueful smile, and one hand went up to demonstrate just how fine he was- no need to worry- by rubbing the spot. Only to wince and jerk the hand away with a hiss, rather defeating the purpose of that whole project.]

I don't suppose you've some means of simply informing the mark I haven't the time for it's aches and pains just now? Next week looks lovely.

[lifewithoutrest]

[She moved a few paces closer, not bothering to mask her amusement.]

Afraid not. I only wish it were so simple.

[She really was concerned, though. Honest.]

[transwarped]

Shame. Now there's a bit of woogity a man couldn't refuse.

[Alas. They'll just have to live with vampires and wee teenage wizards instead. Scotty does sit slightly more still, however, to let her have her look. Even as he removes the next panel to get at the wiring within.]

Suppose I'll just add it to the list of complaints.

[lifewithoutrest]

[She would have preferred he sit completely still. It's like dealing with a small child. But Will and Henry were the same way. She's used to it.]

I think you'll survive. But if you experience any headaches or dizziness later on, I expect to hear about it.

...I am so sorry, I don't know what happened to this notif

[transwarped]

Yes, ma'am. And how would I go about that? Would I be too far off in guessin' you're one of the fine medical officers? Or is patching up absent minded scots more a hobby.

[Not that he was complaining in either care, mind. Any lovely assistant who wished to fix his poor choices was more than welcome.]

No problem

[lifewithoutrest]

Both. [She didn't even hesitate.] A majority of my time is spent in the medbay.

[She'd offer to shake his hand, but he seemed busy.] Helen Magnus.