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Vanquish Mingle [ open to crew ]

WHO: Bruno & Vanquish Crew
WHERE: The Vanquish
WHAT: We be traveling through SPACE!!
WHEN: Event start
WARNINGS: Bruno is a pilot. This is your warning.

1. Your Pilot is having a Normal One

He's trying not to scream.

He's trying not to cry.

He's trying not to hyperventilate and have a heart attack at all the blinking and glowing buttons, the little screens, the bigger screens, the big screen and most importantly the window that shows nothing but darkness, stars and no ground anywhere near them. They have left the planet and FOR SOME REASON Bruno is this ship's pilot.

It has been an accident. He hasn't known this would happen when he accidentally touched that data point and afterwards he has simply forgotten about the incident. But now here he was, put in charge of flying one of these ships that neither have sails nor move over water.

He just wants to curl up in his seat.

...and yet he knows what to do, data point be thanked. Hasn't he had a vision of this a few weeks ago? He had. And as most of his visions, it hadn't made any sense to him. It still doesn't. Even now that he is clinging to this little steering stick that makes the entire ship tip this way or that or suddenly lurch forward or or maybe down? Can he even be sure they aren't flying upside down...?

2. I swear it stopped on its own!

The ship may have stopped, somehow leaving them hanging over a planet without falling down, which isn't reassuring at all, but Bruno's tension hasn't left him at all. He is crouching in front of the box that has his name on it, hands fidgeting with a hat that is at least twice the size of his head and his eyes shift between the weird pile of clothes and the blue crystal hovering in the middle of their gathered little group.

"They... Want us to wear these?"

3. It's a Bumpy Ride, folks!

[[ This is just your small reminder that you can make your of top levels to meet the rest of your crew mates if you feel like doing so. Just rest assured that your pilot has nothing under control <3 ]]

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A light hand touches his shoulder. "Just breathe," Omega says, looking oddly calm as she glances towards the cockpit window. "You don't have to move it too much, I think. We don't seem to be going into any debris fields, so as long as you just keep it level, we should be fine."

There's something exhilarating and a little relieving to be back in space. The stars are a welcome sight, even in the vastness of them. But the thrill of going somewhere new is also there.

The unexpected touch has Bruno flinch away in alarm, only to be put into a state of more alarm by the young girl's words. "Debris? What do you mean debris? How can there be debris here?" He frantically gestures out of the window with one hand. "I-isn't there just- There's NOTHING out there!" And maybe it's better that there is nothing out there. Otherwise the man would likely just fly the ship into every single obstacle that presents itself.

Unlike Omega, Bruno is not someone eager to see new places. Temba already is a new place he has to get used to when he much rather would be going home.

Omega opens her mouth, then closes it. Would explaining the possibilities make it worse? She can see she's already not been much help in calming him down. Keeping her hand on his arm, she shakes her head.

"Deep breaths," she reminds him. "The Agrii wouldn't bring us all the way out here to end up flying into danger." She hopes not, anyway. Leaning towards the viewport, she tries to keep an eye out for those possibilities, but instead sees the face of a planet in the near distance. "-do you see it? Over there!" she says excitedly.

Deep breaths is easier said than done as far as Bruno is concerned, especially since that previous information about potential debris they might be flying into is followed by that excited exclamation.

Of course he jerks he yoke around needlessly, tipping the ship sideways sharply. "Wa-wait WHAT? What are we flying into now? Why- how? What do I--?!"

"Aah!"

Omega goes stumbling with the sudden shift of the ship. She grabs onto the pilot's seat, pulling herself upright. "Calm down! Ease up on the control, you don't have to turn it so hard." There's no need for pulling any evasive maneuvers, thankfully!

"I don't think we're supposed to land, but I don't know what we're supposed to do once we get closer."

"What do you mean we're not going to land?!" Bruno's attention snaps to Omega sharply and the motion has him jerk on the yoke again. Luckily these ships aren't exactly made for barrel rolls so it merely tips a bit further.

"We can't stay in this thing!" And more importantly: He can't keep flying it. Or he doesn't want to.

Omega clings to the seat to keep her feet under her. She reaches over to try nudging the yoke back in the other direction to right the ship. While she's never flown before, at least that much is obvious for what to do.

"Bruno! Focus!" She points out the window again. "We're not going to. The Agrii want us to check out that planet. Let's see what the other ships do."

He doesn't resist her corrections, but her words catch his attention quickly. "Other ships? Check out what? WHY?!" Bruno practically wails but then quickly realizes something else. "Omega- Do you know how to fly this thing?" Oh, he's hopeful now.

The girl hesitates. "-I don't. I have a general idea from watching Tech, but I've only just started to learn parts of the ship, and I don't know that it would apply for these." She frowns a little. "Especially if you have to take a data point to use these." She'd thought about it though, certainly!

"You saw the message from the Agrii, didn't you? I can't replay it, I don't have my tablet. But... we're supposed to investigate something on that world there. Find something."

"Can't we just use these to- You know. Fly back home?" Bruno asks. He doesn't know if that would even be possible, but they are away from that other place, right?

"Besides, you're already better at controlling this thing than I am. You really should be the one piloting it." She may be young, but Bruno certainly believes what he is saying.

"I don't think it's so simple," Omega says sadly. "We don't even know what galaxy we're in. It might take us a really long time to get anywhere else if we can't jump to hyperspace either..."

She studies the controls. "I didn't take that data point. Maybe I'll switch if I get the chance. But you took it, didn't you? Can you tell me how to do things?"

Sorry, Omega, but you lost him somewhere around hyperspace or maybe even before that. So he simply stares at her arguments before settling on a positively confused little noise that at least lands somewhere near acceptance for the time being.

But it's back to the ship itself and Bruno whines. "It was an accident!" He gestures towards one part of the controls. "Coordinate input is here, but we don't need that. Speed and shields to the right, oxygen levels, temperature measurements are over there, looking good, monitor to the left shows a map of the ship, control of lights, doors, gravity underneath along with access to the speaker system. Steering is up front, communications to the other ships, proximity scanner and that one over there allows the shuttle to leave." He pauses his quick rundown to take a breath. "That's- Part of it?"

Omega had intended to pay attention to the things as Bruno begins to point them out, but with how fluidly he does so, she ends up staring at him in mild awe.

"-sorry, I ... That was amazing." And she supposes scary, given they know where the information's come from. It's the same as with medicine, she thinks. Not something she can just rattle off unless a situation comes up and pings something in her memory.

She brightens. "Look, Bruno, you know all the things you have to. I don't think I can remember all that right away." She sets her hands on his arm. "I know it's scary, all this. It's a lot to think about. But you can do this. I know you can, but you have to do believe it too."

Omega's reaction and her words leave Bruno to fall silent and look at the girl. "You... You believe I can do this." He says, his words partially directed at himself because this smart girl believes in him. He's well familiar with the pressure of high expectations, but this feels different. There is a trust here. One that doesn't feel like he will be blamed for not being as successful as others expect him to be. This is the trust of a friend...

Bruno closes his eyes for a moment, then exhales with a nod and turns his attention back to the controls in front of him. "Alright. If you say I can do this, then- I can do it!"

He repeats her words, and she gives him another encouraging nod. She doesn't try to push him to hurry, knowing this is something he has to feel he's ready for. So Omega stands by, and when Bruno speaks again, sounding much more confident, she gives him a nod.

"I know you can," she says. She lets her hand slip from his arm, resting on his chair so he can move without any hindrance.

"Bruno turns to look at Omega with a small nod. "Thanks, kid. If we all make it back on solid ground, that's entirely thanks to you." Because Bruno won't be taking any credit for it. Had Omega not shown up, he would still be sitting here, fretting over what to do.

The girl smiles, shaking her head. "Not if, when. We're in good hands."

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I entirely missed this notif!!

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