[OPEN] 'Til Morning Comes

[serialskiller]

Who: Security
When: September
Where: Most of these prompts could be anywhere on the ship
Summary: Flower shenanigans
Warnings: Flower influence, amnesia/memory loss

1. Go alone, my flower [Ivy, touch starvation]
Ivy is dangerous. Okay, all the plants popping up are dangerous, but after Security tangles with a patch of ivy in one of the stairwells, it realizes there's something really wrong here.

It tries to deal with the want-need-skinfeeling-badthing at first with its weighted blanket, but when that proves not to be enough, it will seek out familiar faces (and given its drones, almost all faces are familiar) and just...exist in people's vicinity with a look not wholly unlike puppy-dog eyes, even though it's not sure what it's begging for. Just. Make the bad go away, please?


2. And keep my whole lovely you [Forget-Me-Not, amnesia]
Amnesia's a bitch, when so much of your identity is something that's been constructed in the past year and change. When under the influence of the pale blue forget-me-nots, well...

Security forgets that it's managed to disable its own governor module.

Which is a huge problem, because it feels errors popping up, and yet there's other data in its error storage--media files??? Why would those be tucked away there? It can't comprehend. But. But. It knows it's a SecUnit, and it must be leased out on this vessel to protect the people aboard on their journey. Or something.

So find it in public spaces, standing against a wall at attention, face blank, like a proper SecUnit on duty, not addressing anyone, only reacting if there's a problem that needs fixing. It may not have its armor (that's in the cabin it can't remember), and it may not have its orders, but it does know how to behave, in theory.


3. Wild green stones, alone, my lover [Dandelion, flight]
Not all experiences this month are bad ones. Perhaps you're out on the sports deck or by the hot tub, when you look up and see Security floating on the ocean breeze. It has some spare dandelions in the pouch pocket of its hoodie for anyone who wants to join in the fun. Whee!


4. And keep us on my heart [Wildcard]
There are tons more flowers I'm open to playing with, but those will be more one-offs. Reach out to me at darkersolstice on plurk or discord to request a custom starter.

Comments

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[makesomedeals]

He notices something off immediately with the way Security is staring off into space. Not that he's never seen it do that before, but this is different. Previously Maximilen assumes it was doing that human daydreaming thing that so many have told him about, but this looks more rigid, like it's stopped processing information.

Somewhere, there is a micron of concern.

But of course he can't start with that, "Something interesting on the wall over there that I'm unaware of?"

[serialskiller]

The question gets a flicker of the SecUnit's gaze, as it considers Maximilien, and then reaches out in the feed to try and understand whose new model ComfortUnit this is and why it's addressing it.

Because that's obviously the correct way to deal with this situation, right? Right?

Ping!

[makesomedeals]

His eyes narrow, apertures snapping down in annoyance. But at least he doesn't punch him this time.

Stop that.

No information is returned via ping other than that and maybe a faint sense of anger.

"What are you doing?"

[serialskiller]

"Trying to figure out whose ComfortUnit you are. I can't read your feed address or other metadata."

Nevermind the fact that Max has never comforted anyone in his entire existence.

1, cause why not.

[professionalriot]

Sitting in the library with a cup of coffee and a book Ash thought he was alone. But he has that feeling that there are eyes on him. Setting the book down he looks around and jumps a little when he sees Security.

Did it follow him? How did he not see it? Why is it staring at him like that?

"Hey, Sec. I swear I didn't touch the chicken nuggets this time."

[serialskiller]

"I think Dimitri got to them first this time. I might rat him out to Darcy about it later."

Security is sitting pressed up against the comfy library chair Ash is in, as if seeking proximity through the furniture. It's actually almost cute, except for how completely wrong it is.

[professionalriot]

If it wasn't the nuggets what was it then? Ash doesn't know Security well but it doesn't strike him as being the sort to want to be this close.

"Is something going on, Security?"

He shifts in the chair so he can better see it.

"As adorable as you look right now this doesn't seem very...you."

[serialskiller]

"Something is wrong."

And it doesn't know how to find the words to explain what it is, but it can at least articulate that much. Part of the problem is that it doesn't know Ashley very well, so it's not sure that he'll help, even if it does manage to pinpoint the malfunction.

2 - time for pain

[maximumcake]

"Security? There you are. I looked for you in our cabin but you weren't there. Did you still want to watch some videos?" Only after he finishes asking this does he notice that something seems really, really off about his friend. "Hey, are you okay?"

[serialskiller]

"This Unit is on duty. Please step back." The voice is low and emotionless, not a hint of Security in the tone. Not a flicker of smile on its face. It looks at Max like a stranger, holding itself like Josiah when he's keyed up.

[maximumcake]

"What?"

It feels like ice water just got dumped down Max's back. Why is Security acting like... like it doesn't remember who it is anymore? It couldn't have gotten its memory wiped... could it?

"Security... what's going on? You don't remember me?"

[serialskiller]

Its brow furrows when Max calls it 'Security', but that's not really so far from 'SecUnit', is it?

"Are you my client?"

2

[lightconductor]

Watson notices Security out of the corner of his eyes, and then does a double-take, and frowns.

"Whatever are you doing, Security?" He steps over in concern, leaning on his cane in a casual way. "Everything all right?"

[serialskiller]

“This Unit is at 85% performance reliability.” Which is not entirely an unfamiliar answer, but the delivery’s off. The stiffness in its stance is off. The number is high for how it’s acting, isn’t it?

[lightconductor]

"85?" Watson repeats. His face creases with concern. "Here, have you eaten yet? I though I might go down and see if I can't manage a sandwich with what's on the buffet today."

It's an honest offer, but it's also a sort of gentle prodding.

1

[busball]

Klaus doesn't really know what to do when Security gives them the sad look. They know what they want to do, but that's usually Security that initiates any sort of touching and so they're doing their best not to get too close or look him directly in the eyes since they know that's a whole situation.

"You okay, buddy? You seem a little...uhh...you know. Sad?? Did something happen? Do I need to rough someone up? Do you need a hug? I can turn around."

[serialskiller]

“Yes, I need a hug.”

The direct questions make it all easier to sort out.

“Also, don’t you think I can rough people up myself?”

[busball]

"Okay..." Klaus isn't sure that they need to turn around, but like they are still turning around and getting close enough to make it easy to hug them. That's the right thing to do, right?

"I mean...sure, but I've never seen you look so sad, so I thought someone hurt your feelings and maybe I needed to fight them about it." A beat. "My telekinesis is pretty strong now. I could have done it."

Go alone my flower

[treasonlikebeauty]

He is aware that he is being watched. He's used to it, in a way, but it's uncomfortable. He much prefers to be unnoticed, and if he must be noticed he would rather it be by someone he doesn't have to be concerned about.

And this... person... who is existing in a way bordering on looming is just sort of there. Looking needfully at him. In a way that Garak is completely at a loss to explain. And ignoring him until he goes away doesn't seem to be doing the trick. He smiles.

"Was there something I could help you with?"

[serialskiller]

"I don't know." It doesn't have good words for the feeling in its body, like a hunger for something other than food. And it doesn't know the scale-skinned stranger, either, so it isn't sure it can ask for help from him.

But.

[treasonlikebeauty]

"But you're clearly thinking about it, or you wouldn't be hanging about in this way." There's a touch of acid to Garak's voice, a touch of exasperation. "We're well past the point of polite lies, I think."

3

[goodweather]

He hasn't figured out the dandelions yet (the redbuds and poppies and forget-me-nots have been doing enough of a number as it is, sheesh), but he doesn't need them. Phil climbs upwards on silent wings of his own, passing by Security and falling into a lazy circle above it.

"You look like you're having fun!" he calls down over the wind. "How are you doing that? Flowers?"

[serialskiller]

"Flowers. The white puffballs, when you blow on them."

It's never encountered a dandelion before. It didn't even know to make a wish. But it's looking very free and light-hearted for something so dense and full of metal.

[goodweather]

“Float one up to me! It’ll be easier for me than circling you!”

He starts circling lower, if that makes things better.

wildcard.

[decrypter]

It's a very nice day to take a nap on the pool deck. So say the poppies that twine around the base of the chairs, growing when they've caught someone unawares who sits there. Enough to make a vivid little flower display. But Helena sleeps, dreams, cane at her side for now.