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come_sailaway2022-10-20 04:10 pm
astrogator) wrote in come_sailaway2022-10-20 04:10 pm
[OTA] Looking for answers
Who: Arilanna Tayrey and OPEN - meet the newbie!
What: Looking for logic on an illogical ship
When: Late October
Where: Various places (general catch-all intro post)
i. O my fair North Star (outside, on deck)
[Accustomed to second-shift as she is, Lieutenant Tayrey works best at night. She's up on deck, starboard side, and a fair amount of her time is spent pacing back and forth, back and forth, as if she owns the place. She's thinking. She's trying to puzzle all this out. When she's not pacing, she's tapping at her slate computer, or leaning over the side, holding out a black rectangular box. Or she's making marks on paper, some sort of chart. Once or twice, she seems to be using a genuine, old-fashioned sextant, wherever she managed to get hold of that.
She's not interested in the sea, or where the ship is headed. No, the way she'll get her bearings is by charting the stars - but no matter what method she tries, there's something decidedly odd about them.
Do come and join her, but try not to disrupt her concentration! She might not be too happy if you do.]
ii. A little bit stronger (the gym)
[Ari might not be too happy with the state of the stars, or indeed the state of the ship, but that doesn't mean there's nothing to appreciate about her new (and temporary, she reminds herself. Very temporary if she has it her way) home. Every other day, she's in the gym, and this girl lifts heavy.
There she is, squatting down with an impressive amount of weight on her back, and when she finishes the set, she turns around with a tired smile for any nearby fellow gym-goers]
iii. Lost in space and time (Spirit Halloween)
[This store can only be infinite, thinks Ari, if there's a loop in the programming. She might have to walk a very long way before she finds the loop, but it has to be there.
It's not what she's planning to do today, however, because it might be a very large loop, and it's best to be prepared, treat it like an expedition. No, what Ari Tayrey is looking for today is much simpler. Basic clothing. Plain white shirts. Socks. She arrived on this ship with only one set of clothes, and she's been doing her best - laundry in the sink in her cabin every night, making sure that uniform of hers stays fresh and clean - but there comes a point where enough is enough. She's found a way to justify it as not-theft, even by the exacting standards of the Tradelines. She'll take what she wants.
She's utterly dismayed to find only row upon row of ridiculous costumes. No. No. She has some dignity; any amount of laundry is better than this. Still, her frustration spills over.]
This is ridiculous. Completely ridiculous! If I could file a complaint, I'd...file it!
iv. Wildcard!
[Want to find her somewhere else on the ship? In her initial explorations, she could end up in any (public) place. PM me to plot, or just start something and I'll roll with it :) ]
What: Looking for logic on an illogical ship
When: Late October
Where: Various places (general catch-all intro post)
i. O my fair North Star (outside, on deck)
[Accustomed to second-shift as she is, Lieutenant Tayrey works best at night. She's up on deck, starboard side, and a fair amount of her time is spent pacing back and forth, back and forth, as if she owns the place. She's thinking. She's trying to puzzle all this out. When she's not pacing, she's tapping at her slate computer, or leaning over the side, holding out a black rectangular box. Or she's making marks on paper, some sort of chart. Once or twice, she seems to be using a genuine, old-fashioned sextant, wherever she managed to get hold of that.
She's not interested in the sea, or where the ship is headed. No, the way she'll get her bearings is by charting the stars - but no matter what method she tries, there's something decidedly odd about them.
Do come and join her, but try not to disrupt her concentration! She might not be too happy if you do.]
ii. A little bit stronger (the gym)
[Ari might not be too happy with the state of the stars, or indeed the state of the ship, but that doesn't mean there's nothing to appreciate about her new (and temporary, she reminds herself. Very temporary if she has it her way) home. Every other day, she's in the gym, and this girl lifts heavy.
There she is, squatting down with an impressive amount of weight on her back, and when she finishes the set, she turns around with a tired smile for any nearby fellow gym-goers]
iii. Lost in space and time (Spirit Halloween)
[This store can only be infinite, thinks Ari, if there's a loop in the programming. She might have to walk a very long way before she finds the loop, but it has to be there.
It's not what she's planning to do today, however, because it might be a very large loop, and it's best to be prepared, treat it like an expedition. No, what Ari Tayrey is looking for today is much simpler. Basic clothing. Plain white shirts. Socks. She arrived on this ship with only one set of clothes, and she's been doing her best - laundry in the sink in her cabin every night, making sure that uniform of hers stays fresh and clean - but there comes a point where enough is enough. She's found a way to justify it as not-theft, even by the exacting standards of the Tradelines. She'll take what she wants.
She's utterly dismayed to find only row upon row of ridiculous costumes. No. No. She has some dignity; any amount of laundry is better than this. Still, her frustration spills over.]
This is ridiculous. Completely ridiculous! If I could file a complaint, I'd...file it!
iv. Wildcard!
[Want to find her somewhere else on the ship? In her initial explorations, she could end up in any (public) place. PM me to plot, or just start something and I'll roll with it :) ]
no subject
[A heavy sigh.]
This one just happened to hurt worse because the ghost that killed me was wearing the face of a friend. And I don't know if that friend is going to wake up after all of this and remember doing it. I hope not.
no subject
I understand why you'd hope not, but it might be easier if the friend does remember. If not, you have the risk that someone else will tell them, or that you'll... react to them in some way, and they won't know why. It'll be worse in the short-term, but if you could talk about it, maybe you could both move past it?
[It's what she would want in that situation, anyway.]
But you said intense emotions - does that mean that the way to beat him is to make ourselves indifferent to everything here? [That doesn't sound psychologically healthy either.]
no subject
[Speaking from some unfortunate personal experience.]
Maybe. But, if you can make yourself indifferent to the suffering of people around you then I think being here will be the least of your worries. Besides, you run the risk of him getting bored with you and turning you into one of the ghosts around here. That's a fate arguably worse than death or torture combined.