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revivalproject2024-04-07 09:49 pm
thepurpleone) wrote in revivalproject2024-04-07 09:49 pm
Idle Hands Something Something
WHO: Donnie, Leo, and circumstantially open
WHERE: Agrii Ship - That Room
WHAT: Being delinquents
WHEN: During the end of Phase III
WARNINGS: Injury?
They probably shouldn't be in here.
But then the thing about places that were locked up is that it just screams that something's been hidden there, something people aren't supposed to be meant to find. And naturally that just begs questions of what.
Handling repairs and skirting Agrii politics gets tedious, so it's inevitable that Donnie opts to go investigating new secret tech. He'd had a brief look at the place before, back when the shield had yet been in place, but now that it's open, there's nothing keeping him from poking around.
"Creepy, right?" He'd dragged Leo along, or at most gave the suggestion because he has no other brother to be a willing accomplice. The space is huge, lined with rows of some sort of beds as far as the eye can see, hundreds upon hundreds of them.
"Why the heck would this be in a sealed off area of a spaceship?"
WHERE: Agrii Ship - That Room
WHAT: Being delinquents
WHEN: During the end of Phase III
WARNINGS: Injury?
They probably shouldn't be in here.
But then the thing about places that were locked up is that it just screams that something's been hidden there, something people aren't supposed to be meant to find. And naturally that just begs questions of what.
Handling repairs and skirting Agrii politics gets tedious, so it's inevitable that Donnie opts to go investigating new secret tech. He'd had a brief look at the place before, back when the shield had yet been in place, but now that it's open, there's nothing keeping him from poking around.
"Creepy, right?" He'd dragged Leo along, or at most gave the suggestion because he has no other brother to be a willing accomplice. The space is huge, lined with rows of some sort of beds as far as the eye can see, hundreds upon hundreds of them.
"Why the heck would this be in a sealed off area of a spaceship?"
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“I hope no one comes in… this’ll ruin my cool image.”
He slides the bracer on and then the goggles, then takes a look at the screen and… huh.
“Oh… oh this is so weird.” He messes around with the screen, eyes reading lines of code. “I… can actually read this.”
He pauses, his head tilting. Types something in and… whoa, he actually knows how to pull up records from the database. (He knows what a database is!)
“…Arrivals?”
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"Yeah? Crazy, right?" Donnie sidles over to look, his own nose wrinkling as the display makes absolutely no sense to him. "Arrivals? For what?"
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Leo hums as he looks over the data. “It… doesn’t say. The arrival location is Temba, but the departure location is from… “out of system”.” He scrolls further. “There are… a bunch of “out of system”s actually.”
But there’s some actual coordinates here, too. He’s not sure how he understands all this, but he does.
“But some of them just go from Agra-10 to the ship and back again.”
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"Can you pull up the subroutines? Is there something that activates them or are they wired into something else? -part of some other system..." It's weird being the one to lean over Leo's arm than the other way around but that's what's happening.
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Okay, not important right now.
Leo tips and taps for a few more minutes, then shakes his head.
“No, I can’t figure out what it plugs into - I don’t think the knowledge I have extends to the whole system. Most of this is gobbledygook to me.” He looks over at Donnie. “But yeah, I think you’re right that this is where we arrive. And if we can arrive here…”
Does Donnie pick up what he’s putting down?
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"Typical. It's only relational knowledge- you wouldn't know what you do know until you come across it, but without context we probably won't be able to call it up. It's really frustrating."
But if this is an arrival point... Donnie blinks, eyes widening then. "-then potentially it has the means to do the opposite! We just need to use the CLI to comb through what processes there are and isolate the codework directly involved with this transfer system. ...ohhhh it is so weird but amazing to be able to talk to you like this and knowing that you understand me!"
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“Yeah, yeah, just don’t expect me to be fluent in nerd any other time.”
Still, he pulls up the command line and starts shifting through process IDs. It takes him a moment, but he starts isolating the relevant processes.
Another issue quickly arises, though.
“Ugh, there’s security around these… No surprise there, I guess. We have view permissions but not write or execute.”
And he doesn’t think a simple chmod 777 will fix it.
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"Because of course there is," he sighs. "Although I am impressed you've gotten through all that." Donnie leans back, drumming his fingers against the control panel.
"There's got to be a workaround. Maybe if you run diagnostics or something, it'll temporarily suspend its security subroutines and I can crack into this thing." He drops down by the panel he'd located earlier, pulling out a screwdriver.
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“Hmmm… security seems pretty tight, but my weird new info brain is telling me that would disable most processes…”
He glances down at Donnie, and goes ahead and types in the command to begin diagnostics, though doesn’t hit the button yet.
“You think it’ll work?”
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"No reason why it wouldn't." Unless- Donnie shakes his head. No overthinking things right now. "I'll give it a second to kick in before I try getting this thing open." He gives Leo a thumbs-up, fully confident that between the two of them they can get around all these pesky security protocols.
"Just tell me when," he says as he looks back to the panel, studying it for the best potential point of entry.
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Donnie’s the tech guy, and Leo has never had any reason to not trust his brother before. Even though things have blown up in their faces multiple times, and he accidentally made a self-aware bear robot that hates them for some reason, and he gave Leo a shock collar once…
Okay, so maybe Donnie has given Leo some reasons not to trust him, but that doesn’t mean Leo doesn’t. And so, he hits the button, waiting until it looks like the processes are shutting down before speaking up.
“Okay, it’s running! Heh.” He chuckles. “Man, that felt pretty cool. I should have come up with a sweet hacker thing to say. Like, “We are in!” or “Lights out!””
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"We'll have to revisit that," Donnie grins. They'd be an unstoppable pair! It's too bad Leo's computer-literacy is very specifically oriented but anyway-
"All right, let's see how this baby works."
The screwdriver is applied with a sound thunk, wedging into the gap he'd been eyeing, and with no immediate reaction. Excellent, everything's working accordingly. Donnie starts to apply pressure then, the edge of the panel starting to give.
There's no warning on his end, although on the screen of scrolling code Leo might see the sudden interruptions, protocols reinstating themselves, diagnostics abruptly halting-
It happens too fast for even Donnie to register, his body abruptly going rigid as the anti-tampering security kicks in with a literal shock. It's like a snap, leaving the air briefly static-charged as the purple-hoodied turtle begins to slump towards the floor-
-and vanishes just before he even hits it.
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“Hey, wait-“
But his warning comes far too late. Donnie’s body goes stiff, there’s a weird pop and the smell of ozone, and then Donnie is slumping and then-
Gone. He’s gone.
The cold wash of panic is the first thing Leo feels. He jolts forward, not even bothering to dismiss the screens as he crouches where Donnie just was, feeling the air like maybe his brother is just invisible now.
“Dee!? Donnie!? Hey, where are you!?”
Not here. He’s not here!
Where did he go!? What happened!? Did he trigger the teleportation somehow!?
But the way his body reacted…
Leo springs back to his feet, whirling around and scanning the room. Oh, please be somewhere in here and not out in space…!
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Scanning a seemingly endless sea of beds makes finding anything seem overwhelming, but there's a ping in Leo's ear if he doesn't have the goggles lowered. Go figure Donnie has a passive scan almost always running, another source of energy detected within the room, a few rows down from the pod Leo stands by.
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He’s suddenly very grateful for his brother’s engineering, following the scan to the pod.
“D… Donnie…?”
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Unlike when they were poking at the unoccupied stasis pod, the controls don't seem to respond so easily to deactivate the field.
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Leo presses his hands and face against the force field, trying to get to his brother, but predictably it does not yield. And should it? Leo may not have medical understanding, but he understands the readout he’s looking at well enough to know the numbers are not good.
Whatever happened when Donnie tried to pry open the pod, it almost…
Leo moves away from the panel and presses himself to the force field again. He has no idea if Donnie can hear him, but he speaks aloud, anyway.
“D-don’t worry, okay? I’m- I’m going to find you some help, so just stay put. It’s gonna be okay.” His breath hitches, and he squeezes his eyes shut and tries to pull himself together.
He’s the only one here. Raph and Splinter are somewhere out of system. It’s all up to Leo now.
(He’s terrified.)
But when his family is in trouble, Leo will not back down. He sucks in a shaky breath, then a deeper one, then pulls himself up off the force field, looking down at Donnie’s face inside.
The pod will keep him alive. Leo has to trust that it will while he finds help.
“Leon’s got it, Dee. Just… just sleep until I get back.”
And then he turns and runs from the room, on the way to medical.