Lost in Spaaace! (RP Thread)

[hiei82]

Iskierka, her laughter contained, made her way down to the medical bay to shut down the equipment - they needed to save energy after all. One by one, she shut off the lights and computers, trying to stay awake just a little longer. With one final flick of the switch she said "Goodnight Codex" and made her way to the mess-hall-turned-barracks. A quick detour to change into a clean uniform and a a few hundred more meters of walking, and she arrived.

Ace was already asleep, his walking brace lying on the floor beside his cot. She made a mental note to check his leg out in the x-ray the next day - hopefully she would remember said note. It only took her a few minutes to find an empty cot and pass out into a mercifully dreamless, deep, stress fueled slumber.

 

[Right Hook]

Gallows walked back into the Mess Hall surprised to see all the lights down, he'd detoured to the bathroom for a moment to clean sweat and grime from his forehead and arms. He could only barely make out two other figures both asleep from appearance. He found an empty cot and sat on the edge of it, he removed his suit jacket and carefully folded it, he slipped off his dress shoes and kicked them under the cot, lastly he loosened and removed his tie. Glancing around he took his wallet out of his pocket and removed a photo, in the dim light he could just barely see the three faces, his wife and his two daughters, his three angels. Dr. Gallows quietly sobbed into his hands, he most likely would never see them again. Soon enough he'd be asleep.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Several Hours of Sleep later
David was the last to sleep and the first to wake, as the only on call Guard on the entire ship, He owed it to the remaining crew to be as active as possible.
He sat up from his sleeping bag and wiped the sleep from his eyes before remembering where he was.
Sighing at being back in this living nightmare, he began to unlock the Armoury, happy that he didn't wake up with a crap ton of Facehugger eggs in his chest.

 

[BeerTent]

[Sorry I haven't posted recently. Thanks for keeping things active.
Not sure what to do with the AWOL's. Might send a message to ask if still interested. If not Might look out a bit more.
That said, keep an eye on what EVERYONE posts. We've lost a person or two as a result of someone ignoring the other. That ranks pretty high on the annoying-enough-to-murder scale. (For the internet...)]

Before the group went to bed, the Alien would smirk at the laughter before she went her own way down the hall. Out of sight, and out of mind. She would resume her selfless task for the duration of the night.

Shortly after David had awoken, The lights on the ship slowly started to grow brighter. The dim lights were meant to simulate the darkness of night, and with him awakening, "the sun would rise" in the ship. Eventually, this would have the purpose of awakening the crew in the Mess Hall. Ace might be lucky, or unlucky enough to miss the rise of brightness.

As David walked out of the armory, the temporary storage of bodies, He'd notice the occasional drip of blood on the floor from the copious amount of work that occurred in the past 7 or so hours. The Alien creature however, was nowhere in sight.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

David began his morning ritual of walking around to wake himself up, taking the long way to the Mess Hall, checking the route for "It".
He kept a hand on his Revolver and secured his Rifle on his back out of habit.
I swear to god there better be Coffee when I get there...

 

[Right Hook]

Jake got up from his cot, he could feel a headache coming on, he reached into his doctors bag for something a bit stronger than aspirin and was off. He put his suit coat back on since it felt cold in the Mess Hall but stuffed his tie into a pocket, no reason to dress up. He slipped his shoes on and sauntered into the kitchen, he'd grown used to waking up to the smell of coffee, while he didn't particularly care for it, his wife drank it every morning, he'd tease her about basically drinking candy after how much sugar she'd pour into it, when Jake did drink it he always drank it black. He put a pot on, more for the familiarity than anything else, maybe it would help people wake up or attract those who had yet to show up back into the hall.

 

[hiei82]

Iskierka awoke to the world with a start, unable to remember the reason. Glancing around, she saw that another of the cots had been occupied last night - the occupant having come in after she feel asleep and before she awoke. Ace still slept in his own cot.



She dragged herself up and out of the bed, still in the half awake, dazed state of such sudden awakenings. She blinked a few times, adjusting to the light, then made her way down to the mess hall - their unspoken meeting point and home of what food they could muster. Still in the loose shirt and fatigues in which she had slept, she made her way into the mess hall, finding it contained the elusive Dr. Gallows and a pot of coffee, still brewing.

She could have hugged the man for his foresight in making the wonderful brew, but resisted the urge. Her practical side realized that their supply of the marvelous, caffeinated substance could only be limited - but who was she to listen to practicality when coffee was involved. While it brewed, she decided to try and strike up a conversation with the good doctor; she had barely said a word to him since they had become stranded, which seemed a bad course of action.



"Good morning Dr. Gallows, did you sleep well?"

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

David soon entered the mess hall after a few laps of the area to wake himself up, the sweet scent of caffeine bringing him back to the land of the living.
"Oh my god, We have Coffee?! Uhhhh, I stand life again..." He groaned out loud as he went for a paper cup.
"Morning all, Sleep well?..." He asked, fully aware he just spent the night with several hundred dead bodies.

 

[Right Hook]

Gallows leaned on a counter top watching the coffee brew and stroking his short beard.

"Good morning Dr. Gallows, did you sleep well?" Iskierka asked entering the room.

"About as well as I expected, which is to say not well at all. I feel like I was having a nightmare but I can't remember exactly..." Jake trailed off.

"Oh my god, We have Coffee?! Uhhhh, I stand life again...morning all, Sleep well?..." David asked enthusiastically, seemingly appearing from nowhere.

"Uhh, yeah, just great." Jake said deciding on a much more concise answer.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"Uhh, yeah, just great."

David merely nodded at Jake's Answer.
"Right, I was thinking, just how much of the ship did we check out so far? I was half thinking of looking for more survivors. I know off the top of my head the Bridge, the Med Bay and the Armoury. Any place else?" He asked both Jake and Capek, Even after all that happened, He was sure there had to be more survivors then just them.

 

[hiei82]

[b/]"Right, I was thinking, just how much of the ship did we check out so far? I was half thinking of looking for more survivors. I know off the top of my head the Bridge, the Med Bay and the Armoury. Any place else?"[/b]

Iskierka brought her thumb and index fingers to her chin, thinking the question over. "We checked the robotics lab on the way to the A.I. core, and hydroponics when Theailan and her companions arrived." Iskierka offered, before finishing, saying "But that's about it I think. tough, speaking of Theailan - has anyone seen her this morning?" Iskierka asked, directing the last part to the omnipresent A.I. Codex

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"though, speaking of Theailan - has anyone seen her this morning?"

David bluntly answered "Nope. That's what the Armoury Walls were for...", Despite the Empty Room being used for Cold Storage for half the crew, he regretted nothing.
He then zoned out for a moment.
"....Of course....Theailan's Rifle, The Lack of bodies or blood...It wasn't a De-pressurisation...We we're cleaned out...Codex You have recordings of the Armoury or records of anyone else but me with a 1900's Era Rifle?" He asked the AI.
He didn't know if this was the Xenophobia talking or if he was onto something, guess he'd find out.

 

[BeerTent]

One of the lights in mess hall flickered a few times before the main monitor flickered with the AI's avatar displaying on it. She looked down to the group. "Good morning crew. Caution: Bastion Emergency Protocol enabled. It is currently day 2, 11-AM New-Ship Time."

There was a long pause as she loaded the daily routines. She, seemed... Different. She seemed to have cat-like eyes now, similar to Mozart, who had found his way next to Ace.

"Answering User inquiries:" Codex started... "Theailan is currently sleeping. She has requested to be left alone for the duration of her rest. Due to her implants, I have full control over her bodily functions as I recharge her power supply. She is resting in Security Checkpoint D, near the Armoury."

She then looked toward David, after answering Iskierka's question. "Records are minimal. We had a minor supply of equipment stored before the incident. Afterward, the equipment was gone. The rifle is not of human design. Newly added records state that the unknown rifle belongs to what can be best translated to a "Shock Troop." Typically utilized by the youngest, adolescent and untrained solders of the Alien Race. Currently, at this time I am unable to translate the name of the race to an English word."

 

[Nouw]

Ace woke up to feel something furry and warm on his face. Investigating the strange material with his hands, he found his answer when his face was greeted by a claw and his ears with a sharp meow! Lifting himself up, Ace shook off his morning fatigue by casually slapping his cheeks. He pushed his legs off the bed and after standing up, found that his leg didn't feel all that different. With this in mind, Ace took special care with his recovering leg during his morning stretch. After stretching, during which he had to dodge Mozart's attempts from clinging onto his face, Ace splashed his face with cool water. Feeling revitalized, for the moment anyway, Ace strapped his clarinet onto his back again and grabbed his make-shift crutch.

Taking slow steps out into the corridor, Ace couldn't help but feel a sense of eeriness. The ship of life and activity he once knew was gone. It was now a ghost-ship, with a handful of people inhabiting it. Trying not to get into a snow-ball of thoughts, Ace took his mind off the ship and focused on finding the Messhall. After a rather sluggish journey, that involved in more than a few dead-ends, Ace found the room. Upon entering, Ace greeted the others with a "good morning."

 

[Sigma Castell]

Johann woke with a start, his hand reflexivly flinging whatever was to hand across the room.
Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he glanced around the room. He waved a greeting to Ace, and yawned. The table hadn't been the most comfortable place to sleep, but the sleeping bag had mitigaited it somewhat.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

David took in this new Info, but it didn't confirm his theory
"...Great...Thanks Codex..." He said before helping himself to some coffee and letting the life treating situation he found himself in fade away for a moment...

 

[Nouw]

Ace waved back and decided to take this opportunity to get to know Johann better. Perhaps his luck was still there, giving Ace opportunities. But luck could only get him so far and it was up to Ace to do the heavy-lifting. Taking an opportunity was one thing and making the most of it was another. His situation was strange, for Ace knew all too well how to make small-talk, strike up a conversation and get into a stranger's good books but when it came to making 'real friends,' he felt like a child on the first day of school, shy and unaware of what to do. He decided to try and play it cool, casual and light. He would just talk, talk like he always did. How he talked to Johann before, he had no idea. It was too late anyway, for before he knew it Ace's lips were moving.

"Good sleep last night?" Ace asked lightly. It was so light he wasn't even sure he had talked.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"Good sleep last night?"

David answered once he returned to reality.
"Wha? Oh, Yeah, was a little cold in there, but I've slept worse elsewhere. Hows the Leg?" He asked before taking another wonderful slip of his coffee.

 

[hiei82]

[b/]"Wha? Oh, Yeah, was a little cold in there, but I've slept worse elsewhere. Hows the Leg?"[/b] David said, drawing Iskierka from her coffee. "That reminds me. When you have a chance Ace, I would like you to met me down in the medical bay to give that leg a proper examination." She took another sip of her coffee before adding.

"Oh, and as I'm the closest thing to a medic on this ship, consider that an order from the chief medical officer."

 

[Right Hook]

Jake poured himself a cup of coffee, seemed like the popular thing to do, he didn't add anything, leaving it black. He leaned back against the counter and took a sip, he stared blankly at the black liquid and then at mug in his hand, written on the side was Worlds Best Grandma. He'd simply grabbed a random mug out of a cabinet without looking at it, it must have belonged to one of the kitchen staff. He didn't think too much about it in that moment.

"We are getting nowhere fast, Codex, can you do a scan or something? It appears our missing engineer count is up to two, Marcus and now Eli. Also haven't seen that cook in a while, Philip. I'd hate to think they died of boredom because if that is the case, I feel I might be next." Jake said out into the air.