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thisavrou2015-10-19 03:12 pm
neveroutwrenched) wrote in thisavrou2015-10-19 03:12 pm
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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[He thinks for a moment; the Neheda had had a shooting range, but as far as he knew, there wasn't one on the Moira. The irony was that he never used the one on the Neheda; they fired their guns often enough that doing it in their free time felt like a waste. But here...well, things were a little different.]
I don't think so, but, I bet we could set something up. You know if we're careful. Might not be a bad idea to have somewhere to brush up on some skills...
speaking of late tags... /COUGH
Who do you think we should talk to about this? One of the captains?
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Ah, uh, I guess that's a good idea. I'm sure we could send them a message or... [Did they have office hours?] Something like that.