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revivalproject2021-10-26 02:02 pm
plate_builder) wrote in revivalproject2021-10-26 02:02 pm
[Open Log] Sometimes You Work Too Hard
WHO: Reeve Tuesti, OTA
WHERE: Sh'Ka Security and Water Treatement
WHAT: Dealing With Machinery and Infrastructure in Sh'Ka
WHEN: Late October
WARNINGS: Minor possible mental manipulation in Security log starter
A. Work Is Always Distracting | Water Treatment Facility
When in doubt, work to make other's lives better. This was a philosophy that Reeve had been raised with. Sure, when he had been raised with it the point had been 'make the lives of your family better' but that didn't mean he hadn't brought those thoughts into his adult life and had a lot of complication from it. But here and now, with so much going on, Reeve found himself falling back on this.
The way it was manifesting in Sh'Ka was Reeve's arrival at the Water Treatment plant, mere hours after he had gotten off of the train from Temba. It was here he had set himself up to sleep in one of the side offices, and here, looking at readouts from displays while he tried to figure out where systems were backed up and needed help, that he was getting yelled at.
"Will yah listen tah meh for a wee moment and let yahself get some sleep?" Mini was demanding, the robotic cat's voice loud and carrying through the halls.
"If I'm sleeping, I'm not helping make sure there is clean water," Reeve countered, not looking up from the displays. He wished he had paper to work with. The programs on his datapad just could not keep this straight for him, not with how his eyelids were getting heavy.
B. The Strangest Computers Ever | Security Station
Get out of the office and take a damn walk.
It wasn't what Reeve had wanted to do, but Mini sure had been good at channelling Cid in that moment, and giving Reeve no choice but to finally stop working. It had come down to the fact that the cat had basically taken Reeve's comm pad to keep him from working further. Damn keeper.
With a sigh he had agreed to at least get up and move his legs some, stuffing the cat into his bag and taking Mini's weight onto himself to explore. Where he'd ended up was one of the better lit areas in the city. The Security building had looked so inviting from the outside, and slowly he had made his way deeper and deeper until he finally ran into something both familiar and new.
Reeve had been staring at a monitor for almost five minutes now, watching the image of some sort of plant matter being roasted over a fire. Strange how he hadn't been hungry a bit ago, and now his stomach was starting to grumble.
"I wonder what the point of having videos of food is," Reeve mused aloud, only to earn a snort from his bag.
"It's like ya forgot tha channels like tha were big back home."
"How would you even know that?"
"Because you do."
WHERE: Sh'Ka Security and Water Treatement
WHAT: Dealing With Machinery and Infrastructure in Sh'Ka
WHEN: Late October
WARNINGS: Minor possible mental manipulation in Security log starter
A. Work Is Always Distracting | Water Treatment Facility
When in doubt, work to make other's lives better. This was a philosophy that Reeve had been raised with. Sure, when he had been raised with it the point had been 'make the lives of your family better' but that didn't mean he hadn't brought those thoughts into his adult life and had a lot of complication from it. But here and now, with so much going on, Reeve found himself falling back on this.
The way it was manifesting in Sh'Ka was Reeve's arrival at the Water Treatment plant, mere hours after he had gotten off of the train from Temba. It was here he had set himself up to sleep in one of the side offices, and here, looking at readouts from displays while he tried to figure out where systems were backed up and needed help, that he was getting yelled at.
"Will yah listen tah meh for a wee moment and let yahself get some sleep?" Mini was demanding, the robotic cat's voice loud and carrying through the halls.
"If I'm sleeping, I'm not helping make sure there is clean water," Reeve countered, not looking up from the displays. He wished he had paper to work with. The programs on his datapad just could not keep this straight for him, not with how his eyelids were getting heavy.
B. The Strangest Computers Ever | Security Station
Get out of the office and take a damn walk.
It wasn't what Reeve had wanted to do, but Mini sure had been good at channelling Cid in that moment, and giving Reeve no choice but to finally stop working. It had come down to the fact that the cat had basically taken Reeve's comm pad to keep him from working further. Damn keeper.
With a sigh he had agreed to at least get up and move his legs some, stuffing the cat into his bag and taking Mini's weight onto himself to explore. Where he'd ended up was one of the better lit areas in the city. The Security building had looked so inviting from the outside, and slowly he had made his way deeper and deeper until he finally ran into something both familiar and new.
Reeve had been staring at a monitor for almost five minutes now, watching the image of some sort of plant matter being roasted over a fire. Strange how he hadn't been hungry a bit ago, and now his stomach was starting to grumble.
"I wonder what the point of having videos of food is," Reeve mused aloud, only to earn a snort from his bag.
"It's like ya forgot tha channels like tha were big back home."
"How would you even know that?"
"Because you do."