Build A Better Ship Maybe

[plate_builder]

WHO: Reeve Tuesti, Open
WHERE: The Lower Level
WHAT: Restoring the hull, drinking the worst coffee
WHEN: During First Event Phase
WARNINGS: None (unless you count peanut butter flavored coffee)

I. Another Brick In The Wall | Engineering Lower Level

Reeve was far from the first one down the hole. There were plenty of people more experienced with things like this, and Reeve knew that he was usually better if he let other people rush in first and then handle more clean up after. Which is why he comes in now, a bit delayed, with a satchel full of tools and Mini.

And of course, within moments, he's found himself by the damaged exterior wall of the hull. Reeve frowns at it, through the forcefield, to the expanse of space.

"Should have listened to you more, Cid," he sighs before setting his tool back down and taking out his datapad. "Mini, you know what to do."

The mechanical cat nods and moves off, clearly going to evaluate things from another angle for Reeve.

II. It's Caffeine I Guess | Mess Hall

Any major project still requires food and drink after all. Something to keep you moving, to give you fuel for the next stage. Historically Reeve's been bad at dealing with that in bad situations.

He was just used to the food being more... appetizing.

Reeve sits at one of the Mess Hall tables, frowning at the steaming mug of brew in front of him. It smells and looks vaguely like coffee. But damn if he wasn't nervous to taste it. Just sitting there, tired as hell, frowning. Was it possible this was going to taste as bad as he feared? Yep. Probably.

Comments

[tyrants_son]

If Reeve is expecting clarfication, none seems to be forthcoming. Felwinter seems to figure it should be obvious enough when there are only so many green children around. He tilts his head at the question.

"Yes. There are several apart from the ones we have used before. They were stripping the sides from one of those."

[plate_builder]

It was not as if Reeve was overly familiar with said green children, so he was going to have to remain confused.

"Well, I cannot say that isn't wise of them. I hope the thickness will help us. Now if only one of them was a pilot to help you get out there."

[tyrants_son]

"At the very least they have been tested for space travel," Felwinter shrugs. "I am unsure of who of our roster is qualified as a pilot, much less where they would be presently if they all came to the main ship."

Felspring floats back with her assessments, transmitting the numbers to Reeve's tablet.

[plate_builder]

Now that's something to wonder. Reeve contemplates it as he checks over the data coming in. If he compares it to what he knows of the old ships... yes, it could work.

"We get you one of the main ship pilots. I think I've seen Gladiolus around somewhere. If we can find a way to ensure your exiting the ship causes minimal decompression, then perhaps that's our best option. And thank you, Felspring, this is all very vital."

[tyrants_son]

Felspring tips on her axis in acknowledgment, and Felwinter nods. "If nothing else, perhaps I can simply 'blink' outside of the ship once we are close enough," he suggests. "It of course would be more useful if the shuttles have some sort of way to seal off something like the cargo bay from the rest of the ship if the hatch were to be opened."

[plate_builder]

Which of course means modifications to the smaller ships. And how do they manage that? Time, that will always be the worst part of all of this.

"We need someone with magic that could seal the area. That's all I can think of as a quick method."

And he hates it. It's a horrible plan that puts people at risk.

[tyrants_son]

"That should really be a standard feature," Felspring notes, dryly. "What would happen if one of the smaller shuttles were breached?"

Felwinter has to agree, his optics drifting towards their current example. "Perhaps it would not be so dissimilar as that," he suggests. "Or there exists no actual safety protocols."

"Is magic capable of sealing off atmosphere? It might be safer to invest in spacesuits."

[plate_builder]

Yes, that is a horribly good point, but Reeve... he sighs. This wasn't a specialty of his back home so he doesn't know how to fix this issue.

"Yes, you're right," Reeve agrees with Felspring. "And I'm more terrified than ever of space travel. I suspect that the Agrii haven't even considered it."

[tyrants_son]

"It's a wonder they haven't experienced any sort of emergencies until recently. Convenient, right? Have they not had he rows to tend to them before this group?"

"There was a previous situation before this one, was there not?" Felwinter asks, fingering his chin. "But prior to that, nothing? I think the Agrii need to be made more aware of the potential dangers they may experience within their own temporary home. Perhaps they will be more open to learning how to prepare. Remaining sheltered like they seem to have been will not do them any favors."

[plate_builder]

"Not sure how much speculating on their history will assist us at this moment," Reeve admits. "But I suppose it is possible they really have not had other threats on this scale since the Drift Fleet took them from the surface."

But yes, knowing that these ones might be taught to be more prepared is very important. The question is who will have the time to spare to teach them.

"I would have hoped that they had learned enough in the creation of our ships that they would not need us to manage them."

[tyrants_son]

"We can't be certain now that this has happened. But we can use it as an example and ask them if our ships have built in safety and emergency protocols for potential hull breaches and system failures," Felwinter suggests. "...and if they do not, then it is something we can implement and they can learn the importance of. At the very least, they will have the incentive and understanding for the necessity."

[plate_builder]

"Yes, that's true."

Whenever they finished with these repairs, Reeve was going to want to do his best to see that the ship shuttles were converted with airlocks for Felwinter and Cayde to come and go for exterior repairs in the future.

"We'll figure this out. We're determined men and women and others. I believe as a whole we really can achieve anything if we put our heads to it."

Truly, he was an idealist of the highest order, wasn't he?

[tyrants_son]

The warlord nods. He might not really be an idealist, but he's come to believe that change can be made if people put their collective efforts into it.

"Indeed."

Not that they had many alternatives, but he figures that needs not be said.

[plate_builder]

No, they don't have many alternatives. But Reeve thought it better to be optimistic when he could than pessimistic about their fates. He didn't have Vincent here to pull him out of such a funk.

"Alright. I don't suppose you'd be willing to give me a boost back up the hole, unless someone's found a ladder or a rope? I should go see these youths in the hangar to see what they might have found.

[tyrants_son]

"It does not appear as though an easier access point has been set up," Felwinter notes, but he turns to head back towards the opening with a nod. "I can carry you if that would be easier."

[plate_builder]

Ah, yes. The flying. Reeve smiles to himself.

"Would it be a problem if I said yes? Because I would like to experience that again."

[tyrants_son]

A rare sound, one of what might just be amusement. Felwinter almost seems to smirk. It's a bit harder to tell given his default expression is so much more intense than Cayde's, but there's not much to be done when your eyes glow a molten amber.

"I have already offered. Unfortunately it will not be nearly as exciting given the space and the distance."

[plate_builder]

"Even small acts of defiance of physics are a delight to attempt to process mathematically," Reeve assures him with a smile.

[tyrants_son]

Shrugging at that, Felwinter continues until their closer to the opening above, Felspring drifting behind him. He turns to wait for Reeve and Mini, but once they're there and ready, they'll all soon be up and on their way to the main level.

wrap this one soon? i want to poke cal and don't wanna overload you

[plate_builder]

"Thank you for this," Reeve says, allowing himself to be adjusted to the other's liking even as Mini settles in the pouch Reeve wears for the purpose of carrying his companion.

"And I should also thank you now for how kind you were to me as a child. It didn't get said properly by him. Me. Whatever."

Sounds good!

[tyrants_son]

It's easier for Felwinter to just scoop the man up, cat and all. Sorry if that's a bit undignified but at least this way he can make sure he doesn't accidentally bang Reeve's head on anything on the way up.

"You're one and the same. And the thanks is unnecessary. Your awe as a child was...interesting." Unusual, he would have said, but then his experience with humans so small have not been very extensive. The Dark Ages were no kind place for a child to be raised.

With that, he glides on up.