Ghostriders In the Sky [Catch-All Event Log]

[thepurpleone]

WHO: Cal Kestis, Cayde-6, Donnie and youie?
WHERE: Ships, station and planetside
WHAT: Stuff
WHEN: During the event thing
WARNINGS: N/A

((Setting up separate comment TLs for each of the boys))

Comments

[work_wife]

"Maybe we can get one working?" Robin suggests. "I grabbed a load of energy crystals from the hold. So maybe we can jumpstart something?"

She'd rather think about that than about how fast or not Cal's super cool powers work.

[out_of_order]

"Maybe! Worth a shot, anyway. Keep your eyes peeled for anything that looks like one."

Lights flicker a little here and there, illuminating an open doorway off the corridor they drift down. Cal points towards it. Seems as good a place as any to have a look.

[work_wife]

Awesome. She can do that. Or ports to put them into. Or something to retrofit. She almost feels like she can achieve that. Those datapoints are interesting like that. She almost likes it. Even if they're totally creepy.

She pushes off of her current handhold to follow him.

"I wish I'd brought a larger light. I hate dark places."

[out_of_order]

"Don't blame you there. But then more light can draw attention if anything's around. So...win some, lose some I guess."

Cal doesn't drift too far past the doorway once they've entered, looking around where BD-1 beams his own light about for them to see. "This...looks promising," he says. It's clear that the area was used for research of some kind. There's a lot of things free-floating about, making it harder to see what might be around, but so far as he can sense, there doesn't seem to be anything hostile at least.

"Let's have a look."

He floats along down one side of the room, brushing aside a chair.

[work_wife]

"Oh that's thankful. I needed a moment to get my brain reoriented."

She floats into the room and catches herself on a wall, letting her eyes rove around. When she sees a large box still attached to a wall she pushes off to glide toward it.

"Maybe this? Like, it would be smart on ships for computers to be nailed down or whatever."

[out_of_order]

Cal chuckles at that. "Oh yeah, I'd assume computers would be part of the main fixtures in places like this."

He drifts over, letting BD-1 release his grip from him to jet ahead of him. The little droid tumbles, letting his feet touch on the wall where he settles, boxlike head tilting to look between the two humans.

"Okay, let's see what we have here," the Jedi muses aloud once he catches up, looking things over. Does it open up or turn over somehow? He starts looking for ways to access it, something else tugging at his Force senses.

[work_wife]

Robin arrives not long after Cal and starts rooting around in the bag she brought of tools. A crow bar, in her opinion, would be useful here. Because you can't break into everything with a brick.

"I think this is a panel."

And she tries to get the tip of the crowbar in. Time to lever this baby off. Which of course won't be easy in zero-g. But she's trying.

[out_of_order]

"You got it?" Cal asks. Between the two of them she seems to have the more subtle tool on hand, so he's willing to let Robin handle it.

"BeeDee, you picking up any active power in here?" He doubts there's a place for the droid to scomp in since the tech here is different from home, but having power would still be necessary if they're going to try accessing anything for a map.

The little droid settles on some kind of counter nearby, beeping before he lets his scans range across the room.

[work_wife]

"Yeah, I'm getting it," she says, wedging the tip in. "BD-1, you're welcome to dig in my bag for the power cells I brought."

And with that she wedges herself into a bit of the space under the console to get the leverage to pop the panel off. It's not instant, but hey, she's managing. She's helping and that feels damn good.

[out_of_order]

The droid lets out another trill before hopping closer so he can grab onto the strap of Robin's bag. He floats a bit, dangling awkwardly before pulling himself closer so he can daintily ease it open with a foot. Once he shifts his grip to the open edge of the bag, he tries rooting around for the power cells, pulling up one to float freely, and then another.

They drift over to Cal as he holds a hand out for them. "Here, I'll hang onto these so they don't get in the way," he says as the other two work at their tasks.

[work_wife]

"Thanks, both of you," Robin says. They make a good team, BD-1 and Cal. Reminds her of her and Steve.

Not that either of them were a little robot. But still, her thought stood. Especially since, with one final push, the panel was open. She even whooped with joy even though the force sent her sailing back a little bit.

"Shit, physics, right. Damn you Newton."