→ 001 | network + action

[cactusy]

network | text | OTA

Sameen Shaw, 32, Marine Corps veteran. Skills include medical work, weaponry, and combat. Formerly of New York City circa 2015. Currently of the Glitter Food crew, I guess, though whoever named these ships needs to rethink their life choices.

Three things.

1. Who's in charge here on the human side of things? I'm seeing rosters, I'm seeing specialties, but I'm not seeing rank. I don't even know who my own captain is.

2. I saw a guy has his baby with him. Anybody know how I can get these aliens to abduct my dog for me?

3. Anybody with access to hard alcohol want to be my new best friend?

[... And that's it! What a friendly, sociable sort she is.]

action | OTA to Glitter Food residents

Knowing what the Data Points do is all well and good, but that intel only goes so far if they're unlabeled. Shaw studies the six identical Expertise Data Points, vaguely wondering if she's supposed to just be able to tell somehow - but if that's the case, then that part of the orientation clearly skipped her over. And playing trial and error with her brain? Not a very enticing prospect at the moment.

"Hey," she says, flagging down a passerby at random. "You got any idea which of these can get me into Security?"

After that, she wanders, giving herself something of a self-guided tour of the accessible areas of the station: find her walking through the greenhouse, furrowing her brow at the library's empty shelves, or sampling the food paste dispensers (giving them some impressively disgusted looks as she does so). She can also be found taking in the beach, and after a moment's consideration, stripping down to her underwear so she can go lounge in the hot spring area for a while. Her sports bra and boyshorts both provide more coverage than the average bikini, so she's hoping she's not violating any ship decency laws here - but she'll try to stay submerged up to her shoulders just in case.

Eventually, she makes her way to the training area, where she appreciatively inspects the gym equipment on offer and uses her newly-acquired Security expertise to open the door to the security center. And this, finally, is what makes her... not light up, exactly, but her pupils definitely dilate and her mouth curves up in a small half-smile. Ah, yes. This is absolutely what she'd picked that Data Point for. Good job, Agra 10.

"Now that's what I'm talking about," she breathes, hoisting up one of the glowing guns with her hands, testing the weight and feel of it. And then, practically salivating with anticipation, she heads straight for the shooting range. Sorry to anyone else who might be interested in using the space, but she's definitely going to be here for a while. Care to share?

Comments

[doubled_speed]

Yeah, that's fair. A lot of people here don't seem to come from worlds where super-human powers are common. So I shouldn't be surprised.

Not sure you'll believe it in a video though.

[cactusy]

[It's true, but not necessarily for the reason he might be thinking. It's hard, sometimes, to believe anything for sure.]

Pretty sure that's something that'd be hard to fake.

Video or no, I believe you're not doing some kind of sleight-of-hand trick and then lying about it. Video evidence of what you're talking about is just, I dunno. Something that makes it easier to contextualize.

[doubled_speed]

Alright, tell me what you think might prove it? Keep in mind that I've got to keep myself sub-sonic. I don't know how well this thing would hold up to me going faster than sound, you know?

[Yeah, he's talking like that's something just so easily achieved.]

[cactusy]

How about as fast as you typed just now.

[doubled_speed]

You want me to type again? Didn't that just piss you off?

[cactusy]

I mean, do it on video.

[doubled_speed]

[He looks like he can't believe the suggestion.]

You won't be able to see me typing it though.

[cactusy]

I mean, you can still... do something else as fast as you typed, right?

[doubled_speed]

I can break the landspeed record on foot. Yes, I can do other things that fast. Doesn't mean the camera will pick up enough for it to be of use.

[cactusy]

It will until you reach that speed. You can train the camera on yourself from zero to-- however fast you'd go.

Look, you don't want to do it, whatever; it's fine. My culture shock is mine to deal with; I get that.

[doubled_speed]

[Tommy sighs. She's going to make this difficult. Fine.]

I'll do it. It's just not easy to do on video. Tell you what, go to the hangar of your ship and confirm boarding for me. I'll come over and show you in person.