Aeon Flux (
hooliganstatus) wrote in
revivalproject2021-07-21 08:47 am
continue to fly in the face of reason
WHO: Aeon and whoever joins her
WHERE: Temba & Not-Temba
WHAT: Exploring - Security Station, Hotel, Laboratories
WHEN: 2nd half of July
WARNINGS: It's Aeon. She'll probably be indecent or get herself hurt at least once - especially if she manages to get into the lab.
Temba - Pre-Exploration
The little section of Temba Aeon has claimed for herself used to be an Agrii salon. There are numerous clientele service chairs, long and thin, with complicated arm and leg rests. She's moved them all over to one side in a sort of lounge space, and filled that with plants and pillows. The mirrors have been repurposed and set along the floor, ceiling, and sides of the entrance - both for visibility and as a stylistic choice.
Since Echo had announced that he was staying in Temba for a little while before taking the train in, Aeon had decided to wait and go with him, so they could experience it all together. To pass the time, she gets a few cans of black and white paint from Alien Target and starts to paint the walls. She has the doors propped open to vent the paint fumes, but also as an open invitation. She's also going to attempt a little portrait of Ga Re near the door, in case the Agri ever comes to visit - and also because she looks like she'd be fun to draw.
Not-Temba - The Hotel
Anyone approaching the hotel might notice a small speck crawling up over the higher floors. Yep. It's Aeon. She's used the grapple attachment for her gun to scale past the ruined staircases, and is determined to get a look at the top. Anyone feel like joining her? Or maybe trying to talk her out of another Bad Idea?
Not-Temba - Security Station
Aeon doesn't hesitate before creeping into the squat, stocky building. Security means secrets, and secrets are fun. She wanders the halls, running a hand over the seamless stone, searching for any cracks, indents ... anything that could lead to a hidden panel or access to power sources or wiring. When she reaches the carved-in desks, she'll crawl underneath, checking there just as thoroughly: though she has to turn herself into a leather-clad pretzel to do it.
Not-Temba - Laboratories
Another puzzle... she's determined to get in, but lacks the resources to get through the stone, so she's parked herself outside on a bench to study her impenetrable adversary. Those 'do not enter' signs are practically an invitation, but she doesn't have any of her usual explosives.
"Hm."
WHERE: Temba & Not-Temba
WHAT: Exploring - Security Station, Hotel, Laboratories
WHEN: 2nd half of July
WARNINGS: It's Aeon. She'll probably be indecent or get herself hurt at least once - especially if she manages to get into the lab.
Temba - Pre-Exploration
The little section of Temba Aeon has claimed for herself used to be an Agrii salon. There are numerous clientele service chairs, long and thin, with complicated arm and leg rests. She's moved them all over to one side in a sort of lounge space, and filled that with plants and pillows. The mirrors have been repurposed and set along the floor, ceiling, and sides of the entrance - both for visibility and as a stylistic choice.
Since Echo had announced that he was staying in Temba for a little while before taking the train in, Aeon had decided to wait and go with him, so they could experience it all together. To pass the time, she gets a few cans of black and white paint from Alien Target and starts to paint the walls. She has the doors propped open to vent the paint fumes, but also as an open invitation. She's also going to attempt a little portrait of Ga Re near the door, in case the Agri ever comes to visit - and also because she looks like she'd be fun to draw.
Not-Temba - The Hotel
Anyone approaching the hotel might notice a small speck crawling up over the higher floors. Yep. It's Aeon. She's used the grapple attachment for her gun to scale past the ruined staircases, and is determined to get a look at the top. Anyone feel like joining her? Or maybe trying to talk her out of another Bad Idea?
Not-Temba - Security Station
Aeon doesn't hesitate before creeping into the squat, stocky building. Security means secrets, and secrets are fun. She wanders the halls, running a hand over the seamless stone, searching for any cracks, indents ... anything that could lead to a hidden panel or access to power sources or wiring. When she reaches the carved-in desks, she'll crawl underneath, checking there just as thoroughly: though she has to turn herself into a leather-clad pretzel to do it.
Not-Temba - Laboratories
Another puzzle... she's determined to get in, but lacks the resources to get through the stone, so she's parked herself outside on a bench to study her impenetrable adversary. Those 'do not enter' signs are practically an invitation, but she doesn't have any of her usual explosives.
"Hm."

Laboratories
"That's a rather serious expression you have there," the Jedi says as he comes closer. "Almost as if you're considering a robbery."
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He then looks up at the covered entryway. “Well, it doesn’t seem like anyone wants us in here.”
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“Though I would like to think the Agrii have a good reason for sealing this off. If something happens we could be putting everyone here in danger.”
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And he's not sure he wants to tarnish the reputation of the Jedi among others here anymore than it has been. She does have a bit of a point though.
"That being said, I could get through here. But do you have any sure ideas on how to seal it off again?"
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Pre-Exploration
"Excuse me, Aeon?"
She moved into the room and hesitated. She had come with a purpose, and did not wish to be removed from performing the task.
"I was hoping to ask a favor of you."
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"Lauri-Ell. Of course, beautiful. What do you need?"
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"Have you considered whether you shall visit the other city or not?" Lauri-Ell asked, backing up so that Aeon could join her outside.
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"I was hoping to ask you if you might, were your paths to cross with his, keeping an eye out for him. I remain concerned that he might become separated and be used for his magic again."
But crowding around him would not be welcomed, she knows.
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Security Station
Natasha's got her hair braided to keep it out of her face as she explores the building. She's been systematically making her way through all of the offices, looking for any clues. It's upon one of these investigations that she notices the leather crammed under the desk. Leaning over, she peers underneath with a smirk. "Lose a contact down there?"
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He loses track of her for a bit due to making sure everything is clear. Catching up doesn't take too long, but he pauses, glancing around the office as he walks around one of the desks. "Aeon? Where'd you go?"
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His brow lifts behind the black visor. "How'd you even get yourself in there?"
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She unfolded herself from beneath the desk like a road map and put her hands to her hips, leaning back until she was rewarded with the pop of a few vertebrae.
"Find anything interesting yet?"
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"Negative. I didn't get very far."
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She patted the pouch hanging from her hip, and the precious batteries within jangled faintly.
"He gave them to me at the power station. Said they kept them in spare offices. We might even find a few more here..."
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sadly no more crystals here, we need an engineer
oh okay o7
had her ask Natasha if she knew anyone, maybe we'll get Tony
TOnyyyy aaa
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waiting on mod info!
Got it o7
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