Vanquish: Coruscant

[beholding_archivist]

WHO: Vanquish Crew [ Teddy Altman, Jonathan Sims, Lauri-Ell, Ripley 8, Ezra Bridger ] - Open after hopefully not crashing into one of the other ships
WHERE: Somewhere between Agra 10 and Coruscant, then Coruscant
WHAT: Oh no. It's SPACE again!
WHEN: Coruscant Field Trip Event start
WARNINGS: One frantic Archivist, TBA

Jon's face hurts when he wakes up. Funny, he doesn't remember going to sleep. Not that he sleeps often, but he doesn't even remember lying down. And yet here he is, pushing himself up from a comparably comfortable surface only to look around squinting for a moment before realization hits.

And suddenly he is wide away and almost scrambling out of his assigned bed and out of the room he easily recognizes as the Vanquish's crew quarters and further onward until he reaches the cockpit. Which is, of course, empty. It shouldn't be empty. This ship used to have a pilot. Though thinking about it, Jon will have to admit that he hasn't seen the man in a while. He hasn't seen Steve in quite some time as well...

The thought lingers with the Archivist for a moment longer, but his lament is cut short by the sound of his phone and he checks the message, then looks up at the portal and winces, hand clenching around his communication device before Jon starts to frantically look around the cockpit until he finds what appears to be the button to activate the ship's intercom. The transmission initially struggles through some static, but after a moment settles once Jon calms himself enough to bark into the speaker.

"Fine. FINE! I mean... shit. If anyone on board of this ship can hear me, I need someone who can fly this dreadful thing up here in the cockpit - Quickly!"

Comments

[beholding_archivist]

"Well, we are supposed to learn there. Find answers. Ezra said that's where the Jedi have their temple." His face morphs into a grimace and he lets out a slow exhale. "That is once we managed to get and land there, I suppose."

Taking a step backward and away from the array of buttons he has no idea of, Jon then crosses his arms, but his attention remains on the planet they are approaching. "...they haven't done that before. Not while I have been here... Send us to a planet some of us know, I mean..."

[kree_soldieress]

"Temple?"

Please define the term, she does not know it at all. Just as she does not know the small man at the controls. That can be addressed later.

"Indeed? How strange. I wonder why they have done so now. Their reasons are hard to understand."

[beholding_archivist]

"Yes, temple. The Jedi have theirs on that planet. It's where they live, trains and- I assume worship?" Because that's what temples are for, right? Worshiping and religious rituals. And being a Jedi pretty much sounds like some sort of religion. If not even a cult...

As for the Agrii... Well. "They say they are sending us here to learn. Since many of us that are being brought to Agra 10 appear to come from this planet. I find it more curious that apparently they have little influence on who exactly gets brought to their planet."

[kree_soldieress]

What an interesting idea. A place to live and train and worship. If you take that last word off, it sounds like a Kree warship.

"It is intriguing," she agrees with a frown. "Which would mean to me that they play with technology that they are unfamiliar with. This is all an accident."

[beholding_archivist]

Well, without the worship that would be more like barracks.

Jon shrugs, but maintains a frown. "They may have been doing so the entire time. Even their ship isn't one they have built themselves."

[kree_soldieress]

Was it not a barracks? Were they not like wandering warrior monks? A barracks is probably an accurate term for it all.

Still, the considers this all with a tilt of her head.

"IT would be wise if people stuck together in teams while on the planet. Yet I fear no one shall take that precaution."

[beholding_archivist]

"You have already isolated the problem by adding the requirement of people making wise decisions, Lauri-Ell." Jon remarks in response, unable to entirely hide a tiny smirk. Though he returns to a more serious tone just a moment later, with his attention turning back to the large window. "...not that I'd mind terribly to have someone around if it's the right person, though... You know. At times you value some privacy."

Yes, even Tony wouldn't want to be around him all the time. And that's... Mostly fine. As long as the man doesn't get into trouble.

[ezra_of_lothal]

Ezra, having finally extracted himself from the piloting controls long enough to pull out his own communicator and look over the message from the Agrii, jumps in at that point.

"A few weeks? Yeah, getting people to stick together in some sort of buddy system for that long doesn't strike me as very likely. Too many people used to doing their own thing. Not that I can't relate," he adds.

[kree_soldieress]

The right person. How interesting. She wonders who that was, but knew it was not her.

"Is wisdom not common among our fellows?" she asks Jon. She hadn't been around for the race and wreck, so the answer was she didn't know. As for Ezra she looks down at the man and nods.

"Then trouble shall occur. We should be prepared to render assistance."

[beholding_archivist]

"I want to say not everyone is a moron. But intelligence and wisdom are two quite different things. Intelligence alone does not necessarily mean one can't make unwise decisions." He pauses, then shrugs. "I will just assume you have met Tony." Very intelligent and very prone to unwise choices.

Jon casts a look between both Ezra and Lauri-Ell. "At least I know for myself that I am more intrigued to learn about this place. Especially if we may not be in any apparent danger upon landing."

[ezra_of_lothal]

"I haven't met Tony yet," Ezra interjects, looking curious.

Then he peers at his very tall and blue shipmate, keeping that curious expression. "Are you...military of some kind?"

[kree_soldieress]

"You have not met Stark? That is impressive to have avoided," Lauri-Ell admits, frowning at the young man.

Her arms crossed over her chest, Lauri-Ell tilting her head as she considers this dilemma. How does she protect all of these unwise people?

"Tell me, Jon, what datapoint do you possess?"

[beholding_archivist]

Ezra pointing out that he hasn't met Tony yet and Lauri-Ell's following observation reduces Jon's input on the matter to an amused little sound before he adds: "I'm certain you will know exactly what I mean once you have met him." Tony leaves certain impressions with people.

The question Lauri-Ell directs at him, has Jon look back at her quizzically. "Me? At the moment it's communications." And so far that one has worked out for him. "Why?"

[kree_soldieress]

"You will," Lauri-Ell agrees with Jon. He was... an intense man.

Jon, though, had exactly what Lauri-Ell wished to hear.

"Can you tell if our communicators will work here when we are not off of our ships? Can we track each other? Kree used such signals for homing beacons."

[beholding_archivist]

At that suggestion, Jon grimaces disapprovingly. "Well. I certainly hope there is no way to track anyone without them sending us their location first." While he can see the potential use for being able to do such a thing, the idea of everyone simply being able to spy on everyone does not sit well with Jon.

"But I do believe that we are indeed able to communicate with one another."

[kree_soldieress]

Well, that is a point, and she tilts her head to consider that one as well. How to deal with it.

"I do agree that it could be trouble in the long run. I don't suppose someone can hit an emergency beacon? Can this be created?"

Her jobs, or so she has told herself, is to worry over the others. This seemed more true since the hangar incident. People can be... very reckless here.

[beholding_archivist]

"Now that's agreeable and perfectly doable." Jon nods, expression relaxing again. "It's a basic feature on practically any modern phone."

So that's something he is fine with.

[kree_soldieress]

Ah, well, it's very happy to hear that it is possible.

"That would be good, I think. Thank you if you're willing to do it. I would like to be able to get to people to help them if it's possible."

[beholding_archivist]

Jon gives Lauri-Ell a quiet look that lingers for just about a moment before he sighs lightly, but nods again. "Right. I... Will see what I can do."

He gestures towards the back part of the ship before turning said direction to leave the cockpit and find himself a seat to fiddle with his phone. "I'll let you know when I'm done."

[kree_soldieress]

“You have my gratitude,” Lauri-ELL agrees with a smile and a nod. She turns to regard Ezra again, but with the man mostly silent and focused she fears it would be imprudent to bother him.

“I believe I shall prepare myself. I hope no one on the planet takes offense to me carrying the Universal Weapon.”

But in a strange place, she would feel more comfortable if she had it in hand. Especially given she had charges to protect.

“I ask your forgiveness at my departure.”