Heading to Engineering seemed like the most obvious direction to go. While certainly there are some areas of concern, the overwhelming feelings that linger from whatever had happened aboard the Agrii vessel are too prominent to ignore, at least for the padawan.
It's perhaps the ever-present fear and the occasional spike of hatred combined with the hollow atmosphere, the blinking lights, that call up old memories. At least Cal isn't alone here, and for the most part they're of a similar mind: to locate Ga Re.
He steps towards the console, staring at it a moment. Presumably he could navigate through it but ultimately it would be pointless given he can't read a thing. He glances at the others to see if they might try their luck before turning as he senses something- or rather someone, and he moves towards the back, deeper into the room and the sealed door.
"Someone's..." he starts to say, resting a hand on the cold steel surface. He looks around the sides for the control panel. "Ga Re? Hang on, we'll get this open."
This rescue mission is already getting boring. Took forever for someone to pick a path. Forever for people to then get to the path. And forever for the problem to be discovered. A door. Beyond it probably an answer. There wasn't even plants along the way, or animals. It's horrible.
But Cal finds the door and Tommy moves to lean against the wall by it. And he rolls his eyes.
Open is so slow.
"It would be easier to just go through and bring Ga Re out, right?" he counters. And then he stops leaning against the wall. Instead he puts a hand against it, a hand that is vibrating so fast that it's blurring, like looking at it through someone's super powerful glasses but your eyes are already perfectly normal. And while his hand is blurring, he pushes it against the wall.
Against the wall and then his hand disappears into the wall. After a moment he pulls it back out and shrugs.
Cal glances up, a brow lifting as Tommy appears to phase his hand through. He shrugs, resuming pulling the cover off of the control panel he's found.
"That will work. But we still might need the door open. Won't do us any good if you have to end up taking people in and out all the time," he points out. That said, he's not telling Tommy not to.
"Listen, Chuckles, you do you. But I'm useless out here. Maybe in there I can manage something," Tommy answers, rolling his eyes.
His glance moves briefly to the rest of their group and he spares at nod at those members he cares most about. Not going to, you know, point out that if he fucks up going through he'll blow up the wall. And himself. Better not to express the risks.
Do first. Apologize later.
His whole body vibrates this time, that same blur as before, before he presses right through the wall. And when he gets through on the other side he considers the room. Okay... Interesting. No big red button that says 'open'. That would be too easy. And... uh...
Alien. Four arms. Ga Re. Ah. Tommy moves to the door and knocks against it. Hoping he's got attention he puts his mouth close to it and shouts. Maybe someone on the other side will hear him.
"Found them. It's noisy in here. And there's nothing like some stupid bar across the door or anything. Anyone got earmuffs?!"
We think we found a way to get control of the ship systems, but it might temporarily kick us from the network for at least the rest of the day while they troubleshoot that.
How do you guys feel about that? We'd be able to monitor you guys, but you could only talk to us/everyone not there with you, directly at a comms panel. We'd be able to be a whole lot more helpful if it works though.
Sansa has decided with the Winter Soldier that they ought to split away from the main group and go to the other door, the door marked Hero Control. She wants to know what grip these Agrii have on them and if they have the same information the Atroma had. Do they have their files, their ratings? She needs to know.
She needs to protect her son.
It's possibly a bad idea to sneak away from the other group but she and the Soldier are both trained (well, she'd been trained by him) and she trusts in him even when she doesn't trust enough in herself. He isn't one to speak much but she turns to him to ask him how to proceed.
It's just the vaguest sense, but at the same time it's not a feeling Cal can quite shake. He unfortunately doesn't have to wait long to confirm it as the floor beneath them shudders. Lifting his head, he looks to the rest of the team and Ga Re.
"We better get the others and head back to-"
Whatever hits next almost feels like it's lanced through his own head. He winces, staggering back against the wall. The lights for the room they'd opened to get to Ga Re and engineering begin to flicker wildly before stabilizing again, although across the panel are more than a few things that seem to have been knocked offline.
The feeling. Tommy moans when it pierces through him. Not from pain. Not from discomfort. No, it's from fear and disorientation. It's like a whole range of senses have been wiped out and he doesn't know what to do with that. Other than cower over what he's once again lost.
Doesn't matter that his powers flicker back up quickly. The fear that they could be gone is terrifying.
"Shit. Storm," Tommy groans, and already he's moving. At normal human rates, which is sickening. Because he remembers. Fuck does he ever remember. "Ga Re! Fuck, this is bad for her. Does anyone know where the medical bay here is? Didn't look at the damn map."
What use did he have for a map, after all? Tommy moves right to the alien, not caring about personal space or the awkwardness of her size, and scoops her into his arms.
"We're going to get you help," he promises. "Even if I've gotta get you back to Billy to do it."
That empty feeling, brief as it is, it's not a sensation Cal's missed, being cut off from the Force. He looks towards Tommy, his reaction enough of a confirmation for what's happened, but even when they've recovered, as his Force-attuned senses reconnect, he turns to Ga Re.
"Medical... I think it's back the other way, where the other team went."
Cal steps over to the console, trying to pull up, well, anything. He tries to relay a message to the others, but he's not sure anything gets through. "Whatever just happened, it's knocked out everything. Communications were already spotty, but...what was that?" And how did it mimic the effects of the storm?
[After everyone's communicators make a very loud beeping noise]
Did you miss me? I missed you. I could kiss all of you right now. Please report, in order of severity. The sensors still aren't fully operational, and I know this because I'm sure Cayde has set something on fire by now but I'm not seeing the alarms.
I've been working on trying to get the power stabilized over here. On the way to the bridge we noticed a lot of the internal shielding has been going haywire. I had to shut down the fields to keep anyone from getting fried.
Tommy and Wanda have gone to take Ga Re to medical. Whatever happened to the ship earlier affected her the same way the storms do back on Agra Ten. It's been interfering with us too. Tommy's speed, my connection to the Force...
We should have those shields under control shortly. Reeve's gone in to the belly of the beast, and whatever he is doing is giving me a lot more room to work.
Are you alone? Where is everybody else? Is Ga Re going to live? She's the only one on this boat that has answers for us. Don't you die, either.
[Sorry Tony, but Wanda's hands are kind of too occupied to text.]
Ga Re's hurt. The storm did something to her.
We are trying to get her to the medical bay but unless they've labelled "storm cure" I don't know how much we can do for her. We don't have a medic, just me.
[Wanda is the only one allowed to not text. Just this once, though.]
You're going to do great, Bella Donna. Ga Re's in the right hands. That's not a storm, though, that's a weapon, that was deliberate. It's not just something that happens to take these guys out. Do you understand me? You're extracting a bullet, not curing a cold.
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[Which. Yeah. Maybe a voice call wasn't the best idea for stealth, Steve.
Natasha is rolling her eyes somewhere.]
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Steve.
You're a dumbass, you know that?
He's getting an annoyed whisper back.]
....and you thought a voice call wouldn't?
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But he also is a dumbass on occasion.]
Right.
[Whispering.]
We can also turn on some ship alarms to make the whole place pretty loud. If it helps.
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whispering does NOT FUCKING HELP
also no don't do that, i have enhanced hearing
don't fucking blow out my ears!
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Lights?
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>Engineering
It's perhaps the ever-present fear and the occasional spike of hatred combined with the hollow atmosphere, the blinking lights, that call up old memories. At least Cal isn't alone here, and for the most part they're of a similar mind: to locate Ga Re.
He steps towards the console, staring at it a moment. Presumably he could navigate through it but ultimately it would be pointless given he can't read a thing. He glances at the others to see if they might try their luck before turning as he senses something- or rather someone, and he moves towards the back, deeper into the room and the sealed door.
"Someone's..." he starts to say, resting a hand on the cold steel surface. He looks around the sides for the control panel. "Ga Re? Hang on, we'll get this open."
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But Cal finds the door and Tommy moves to lean against the wall by it. And he rolls his eyes.
Open is so slow.
"It would be easier to just go through and bring Ga Re out, right?" he counters. And then he stops leaning against the wall. Instead he puts a hand against it, a hand that is vibrating so fast that it's blurring, like looking at it through someone's super powerful glasses but your eyes are already perfectly normal. And while his hand is blurring, he pushes it against the wall.
Against the wall and then his hand disappears into the wall. After a moment he pulls it back out and shrugs.
"I can take people with me."
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"That will work. But we still might need the door open. Won't do us any good if you have to end up taking people in and out all the time," he points out. That said, he's not telling Tommy not to.
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His glance moves briefly to the rest of their group and he spares at nod at those members he cares most about. Not going to, you know, point out that if he fucks up going through he'll blow up the wall. And himself. Better not to express the risks.
Do first. Apologize later.
His whole body vibrates this time, that same blur as before, before he presses right through the wall. And when he gets through on the other side he considers the room. Okay... Interesting. No big red button that says 'open'. That would be too easy. And... uh...
Alien. Four arms. Ga Re. Ah. Tommy moves to the door and knocks against it. Hoping he's got attention he puts his mouth close to it and shouts. Maybe someone on the other side will hear him.
"Found them. It's noisy in here. And there's nothing like some stupid bar across the door or anything. Anyone got earmuffs?!"
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We think we found a way to get control of the ship systems, but it might temporarily kick us from the network for at least the rest of the day while they troubleshoot that.
How do you guys feel about that? We'd be able to monitor you guys, but you could only talk to us/everyone not there with you, directly at a comms panel. We'd be able to be a whole lot more helpful if it works though.
Should we try it?
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don't get yourself fucked up kaplan
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lets go to hero control
She needs to protect her son.
It's possibly a bad idea to sneak away from the other group but she and the Soldier are both trained (well, she'd been trained by him) and she trusts in him even when she doesn't trust enough in herself. He isn't one to speak much but she turns to him to ask him how to proceed.
"Do you want to take the lead? Or should I?"
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It's just the vaguest sense, but at the same time it's not a feeling Cal can quite shake. He unfortunately doesn't have to wait long to confirm it as the floor beneath them shudders. Lifting his head, he looks to the rest of the team and Ga Re.
"We better get the others and head back to-"
Whatever hits next almost feels like it's lanced through his own head. He winces, staggering back against the wall. The lights for the room they'd opened to get to Ga Re and engineering begin to flicker wildly before stabilizing again, although across the panel are more than a few things that seem to have been knocked offline.
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Doesn't matter that his powers flicker back up quickly. The fear that they could be gone is terrifying.
"Shit. Storm," Tommy groans, and already he's moving. At normal human rates, which is sickening. Because he remembers. Fuck does he ever remember. "Ga Re! Fuck, this is bad for her. Does anyone know where the medical bay here is? Didn't look at the damn map."
What use did he have for a map, after all? Tommy moves right to the alien, not caring about personal space or the awkwardness of her size, and scoops her into his arms.
"We're going to get you help," he promises. "Even if I've gotta get you back to Billy to do it."
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"Medical... I think it's back the other way, where the other team went."
Cal steps over to the console, trying to pull up, well, anything. He tries to relay a message to the others, but he's not sure anything gets through. "Whatever just happened, it's knocked out everything. Communications were already spotty, but...what was that?" And how did it mimic the effects of the storm?
"You got her, Tommy?"
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With that he adjusts the alien in his arms and looks to Cal.
"I can't get us through walls if this is going to happen. Could get stuck. Could blow shit up. Not safe. I need help>"
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Did you miss me? I missed you. I could kiss all of you right now. Please report, in order of severity. The sensors still aren't fully operational, and I know this because I'm sure Cayde has set something on fire by now but I'm not seeing the alarms.
[Text] Mr. Hammond, the phones are working.
I've been working on trying to get the power stabilized over here. On the way to the bridge we noticed a lot of the internal shielding has been going haywire. I had to shut down the fields to keep anyone from getting fried.
Tommy and Wanda have gone to take Ga Re to medical. Whatever happened to the ship earlier affected her the same way the storms do back on Agra Ten. It's been interfering with us too. Tommy's speed, my connection to the Force...
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We should have those shields under control shortly. Reeve's gone in to the belly of the beast, and whatever he is doing is giving me a lot more room to work.
Are you alone? Where is everybody else? Is Ga Re going to live? She's the only one on this boat that has answers for us. Don't you die, either.
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Ga Re's in good hands, but we don't have a medic. Wanda's doing her best.
Doing my best not to. You stay safe too, Tony.
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Ga Re's hurt. The storm did something to her.
We are trying to get her to the medical bay but unless they've labelled "storm cure" I don't know how much we can do for her. We don't have a medic, just me.
[If only Altair was still here.]
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[Wanda is the only one allowed to not text. Just this once, though.]
You're going to do great, Bella Donna. Ga Re's in the right hands. That's not a storm, though, that's a weapon, that was deliberate. It's not just something that happens to take these guys out. Do you understand me? You're extracting a bullet, not curing a cold.
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[It's a serious concern. She's not sure Ga Re would survive another blast, and if her powers get messed with even more...]
I can keep her alive, but I can't fix this. Either because of what it is or what that did to my powers.
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