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Oct. 17th, Early Morning; AUDIO;
[The power going out on a spaceship was never a good thing. Ratchet’s last two mid-ship power outages had gone about as bad as they could go, so the sudden silence before the backup generator kicks in doesn’t go unnoticed...even from a dead sleep. Ratchet sits up, doesn’t so much as breath for the moment while he listens. Familiarity with being on ships in space makes the utter silence paint a clear picture. Spaceships are never this quiet, and never this dark. Not unless something’s wrong.
He looks down at his MID, holding up up the wrong wrist before correcting himself; hard habit to break. The dim display shows that it’s early in the ship’s circadian cycle. A lot of people were probably still sleeping, some of them with no idea what had happened. There’s a distant whirring sound as the backup generators come on, some of the ship’s smaller sound and lights coming back to life. It’s only as Ratchet nearly trips out of bed and is fumbling for a proper light (sorry if you’re sleeping, roomie) that the message from the captains comes through, telling them not to worry.
Which only makes him more worried.
He sends out his own message on the network not long later.]
I hate to second guess the captains, but I’m not used to the power just going out on on a ship this size when we’re out in the middle of nowhere.
[Those other two times had been unique circumstances, obviously.]
Was anyone on the bridge when it happened? Engines? Observation deck? Does anyone know what happened at all?
He looks down at his MID, holding up up the wrong wrist before correcting himself; hard habit to break. The dim display shows that it’s early in the ship’s circadian cycle. A lot of people were probably still sleeping, some of them with no idea what had happened. There’s a distant whirring sound as the backup generators come on, some of the ship’s smaller sound and lights coming back to life. It’s only as Ratchet nearly trips out of bed and is fumbling for a proper light (sorry if you’re sleeping, roomie) that the message from the captains comes through, telling them not to worry.
Which only makes him more worried.
He sends out his own message on the network not long later.]
I hate to second guess the captains, but I’m not used to the power just going out on on a ship this size when we’re out in the middle of nowhere.
[Those other two times had been unique circumstances, obviously.]
Was anyone on the bridge when it happened? Engines? Observation deck? Does anyone know what happened at all?
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She sounds shaken when she speaks up, her usual arrogant tone undercut by fear. ]
I was on the observation deck. It... I've never seen anything like it!
[ Of course Peridot hasn't seen the likes of many things before, even things that are mundane by most people's standards, so it's probably best to just take what she says well salted. Right? ]
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Okay, calm down. What did you see? The storm?
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[ She's piloted a spaceship before but this just seemed majorly abnormal to her. ]
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[There was probably a very specific formula for the hows and whys that a solar storm was any color, but Ratchet didn't know the details. The fact that he'd never seen one glow purple himself is a fact he doesn't share lest she freak out even more.]
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[ Cue the sounds of scuffling and beeping as she gets her screen out to look up these 'solar storms', which, now that he mentions them by that name, not only has she heard of them, she's seen them. ]
...Oh.
...In my defense, I know what solar storms are. I've just never seen a purple one before.
What I don't get is how it managed to knock out the power to the whole ship. That strikes me as concerning.
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[Say what you want about the Neheda, but it was state of the art. No storm, solar or otherwise was knocking out its power.]
Either this ship is old, or in bad shape. Or...well, I guess it could be both. It feels strange to be on a ship like this and know so little about it...I don't like it. Especially with stuff like this happening.
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Do you guys need any help?
[She's used to having to do basically all the heavy thinking back in Defiance. That there are other people throwing their weight into the scientific work here is a good sign, but she doesn't always know what to do with herself.]
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It seems like some people are pretty freaked out by the storm...but, uh, I don't really know. I just don't feel good about losing power like this. A little solar storm shouldn't knock the power out on a big cruiser like this...
[At least this person seems like she's not completely thrown off by what had happened.[
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You're right, though. If this ship was made to withstand atmospheric re-entry on most worlds, then a little solar storm shouldn't be such a rough ride.
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[Ratchet is a moment away from asking what a cigar is, but decides against it. It's obviously a joke, and probably nothing important.]
I guess that just leaves me wondering if there's a problem with the ship....or if there was something about that storm. Something that goes past what a normal ship's radiation shielding can withstand...
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This ship has access to universes worth of unidentifiable phenomena and we don't know which ones it's prepared for and which ones it showed up late to and in inappropriate dress.
But maybe that's actually what we're for, aside from cataloging and janitorial duties.
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[Ratchet rubs the side of his face, sighing. The universe just keeps getting bigger and bigger. He perks up at her next comment though.]
...What d'you mean?
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...action, go on
But that purring's the only reason that when the ship goes still, she doesn't immediately jerk awake. It's a slower thing, a vague feeling of something wrong. She grew up on ships. Silence? It's bad. It's really bad.
Ratchet banging into the bed does a great job of waking her up the rest of the way, though.]
Hey-- What are you...
[And then Tali jerks up, and while it's dark, the only points of light are her eyes dimly
creepilyglowing. Just in time for the announcement.]"Don't worry". [Enjoy that slightly panicky sarcasm there, Ratchet. It's just for you.]
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Hah, right.
[He appreciates the sarcasm; agrees with it even. There was nothing comforting about a truncated ‘things will be back to normal soon’ and someone telling you not to worry. He scrolls through the MiD, frowning as it dawns on him that there isn’t anyone he feels like he urgently needs to check in with. It’s a surreal realization. Sort of disconnected. Having sent his message out to the network he lowers his wrist for the moment, shooting Tali an apologetic look.]
Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you...I was just, uh. Well. It surprised me is all.
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Don't worry about it. [She waves a hand dismissively.] I was waking up anyway.
[She doesn't like being told to just hang tight and not worry, especially not with something as important as the ship keeping them alive in deep space.] The backup generators should be able to keep life support online until everything's fixed.
[She's fidgeting now, restlessly, tapping at her MID without actually doing anything and rocking on her heels.] I don't know if I should be down in Engineering or not. If the captains are handling this, I might just get in the way. [Too many cooks and all that. Also, despite herself, she's still a little used to the CDC method of, 'do only what we tell you, when we tell you'.]
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I’m sure if they needed you they would tell you...right? [He doesn’t know if that’s true or not, really. It’s what makes sense, and it’s certainly what would have been the case on the Neheda. But they’re not on the Neheda and he’s not sure what to think anymore. He sighs.] Maybe not. I dunno. I feel like I don’t know anything. About the ship, about what’s going on, where we’re going, what we’re supposed to be doing. [He’s pacing back and forth now, glancing at the MID every so often.] I mean….I guess that’s nothing new. But I still don’t like it.
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[She plays with her hair absently, glancing up at the lights as if worried they're going to give out again.] I wonder if that's why they haven't called anybody to engineering. They don't want us dealing with whatever this is.
[Considering she's spent her whole life working on ships, that's an aggravating thought.]
Do you want to go to the observation deck? Maybe we can see whatever happened - if it was something external...? [Who even knows.]
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Her suggestion makes him stop pacing.]
Yes! Great idea...they said something about a storm right? Must have been a big one to cause something like this. [He walks over to the door, pressing the lit button to open it. The halls lights outside it are dim, emergency power still being funneled to more important areas, he assumed.] Did this kind thing ever happen on ships you were on? Back home, I mean.
[He knew Tali was familiar was ships, but he didn’t know the details, or to what extent.]
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SORRY ABOUT THE EXTREME LATENESS OF THIS
No problem! <3 Also im on my phone so no HTML
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The sudden silence was enough to disrupt her rest, however, and the overhead announcement and Ratchet’s subsequent communique was enough to wake her the rest of the way.]
Is everything alright are we under attack is it all hands on deck?
[I said ‘awake’ not ‘overly coherent’; she’s ready to roll out of bed with her solitary remaining pistol if need be, but strenuous thinking is a bit beyond her at the moment.]
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[Never hurt to keep a list.]
Ship's power went out...you okay?
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Becalmed? S'what happens when the wind stops an' leaves y'stranded in the middle of the sea. Worst thing what can happen. Well. One'a th' worse.
[For how knowledgeable he was about space navigation and whatnot, he was as uninformed as any lubber; kinda disappointing.]
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[More nautical stuff. He should've guessed.]
Then yeah. Whatever you want to call it....power goes out for real and we'll be dead in the water. [Pun not intended.] ...but it's really life support I'm worried about.
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gosh ratchet get with the times
he doesn't want to get with those times. get better times
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speaking of late tags... /COUGH
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