She turned around, eyes widening in surprise.
"Uh...hi," she said uncertainly. She hit a button on her headband. "Initiating scan."
She brought up a holographic display from her wristband to view the results. She looked at the display. She looked at the female. She tilted her head, a confused expression on her face. She looked at the display again, then back at the woman.
"Ooookay. Ummm.....you're....semi-real? Right, right. I'm Aananda Sunwake. I'm a professor here at the school. I'm in charge of security. The student who has been using this SIM room has shown signs of mental tampering leading to outbreaks of violent temper, so please forgive me if I'm not exactly inclined to trust you at first sight. Who are you? And how did you get in here?...like.....that?"
Glancing at the scanning after wrist use, then back to Aanandareavekki, the woman says, "I am not quite certain, truth be told. I saw a light, I'm not quite sure how long I was unconscious, but am ...well, here now. My last memories were of helping stop an infestation of sorts. I certainly thought I was going to die-- accepted that fact, yet, here I am. Student? Did you mean Robert? He seemed to be alive as well, as impossible as that seems, so now there are two of us. Given what I could glean from him, he's doesn't remember me, not directly. He was desperately trying, but I think he's lost tissue with those memories. It's happened before, our team had memory back ups for him, given his power set. If I am doing something wrong, my apologies. I'm just thrilled to be up and talking. Thinking. Alive, I suppose."
She smiled happily at that.
"If there is anything I can do to help with figuring this out, the only other possibility might be a secondary ability of mine, which may have ...oh. Maybe I piggy backed in Robert, but, hmmm. That would explain it. Not my forte, though. If this is a scientific school, it might be worth while to study. I can't even imagine where we are, all things considered-- alien, to me, world, no doubt."
"Okay, Tyrrin. Um, be safe? I'm not sure what's happening, exactly, but it sounds bad."
settro teleports out and back, brining antiplauge if no one else got some.
Glancing at the scanning after wrist use, then back to Aanandareavekki, the woman says, "I am not quite certain, truth be told. I saw a light, I'm not quite sure how long I was unconscious, but am ...well, here now. My last memories were of helping stop an infestation of sorts. I certainly thought I was going to die-- accepted that fact, yet, here I am. Student? Did you mean Robert? He seemed to be alive as well, as impossible as that seems, so now there are two of us. Given what I could glean from him, he's doesn't remember me, not directly. He was desperately trying, but I think he's lost tissue with those memories. It's happened before, our team had memory back ups for him, given his power set. If I am doing something wrong, my apologies. I'm just thrilled to be up and talking. Thinking. Alive, I suppose."She smiled happily at that.
"If there is anything I can do to help with figuring this out, the only other possibility might be a secondary ability of mine, which may have ...oh. Maybe I piggy backed in Robert, but, hmmm. That would explain it. Not my forte, though. If this is a scientific school, it might be worth while to study. I can't even imagine where we are, all things...
"Robert? Do you mean Tryko'Sam? Is that his real name? Wait, power set? So you're familiar with what his abilities are? I don't suppose you have any of those memory backups now? My daughter did her best to show him the events he was missing, but he's still rather upset about not being able to remember. Seeing things from the outside is different. And you still haven't told me who you are."
"His first outburst happened after Ephebe showed him his past and directly after he had been spending time in this SIM room. Is there anything you did that would have triggered these episodes of extreme anger in him? Did you observe any strange behavior from him?"
She sounded like she was still suspicious, but she was willing to listen before jumping to conclusions.
"what, no I'm in my suit, I was putting out fires and doing exierior repares but now I'm inside on my way to the cockpit, I should be there in less than a miniute"
"Okay....you really need to see this."
She picked up the radio. "James, you might want to think about a shuttle redesign. This one nearly took out a substantial number of civilians, not to mention all of us riding in it."
arthur walks in the door his in full armor "see what"
"Mel's datapad. Look at these schematics. I don't know how she detected it, but she found a few hairline stress fractures on the landing gear that if we had landed as they were would have caused a coolant explosion. Look," she said pointing out the relevant data.
The scans indicated that under normal operation these fractures would never be stressed and no problem. but during an abnormal landing, such as what they were experiencing the stress on those struts would have been severly magnified causing the failure.
it would appear that Raelle may have repaired these fractures during her repairs but still unsure if this was a design flaw or something induced due to the current operations (hot sun followed by ooler planet surface).
"Robert? Do you mean Tryko'Sam? Is that his real name? Wait, power set? So you're familiar with what his abilities are? I don't suppose you have any of those memory backups now? My daughter did her best to show him the events he was missing, but he's still rather upset about not being able to remember. Seeing things from the outside is different. And you still haven't told me who you are."
"His first outburst happened after Ephebe showed him his past and directly after he had been spending time in this SIM room. Is there anything you did that would have triggered these episodes of extreme anger in him? Did you observe any strange behavior from him?"
She sounded like she was still suspicious, but she was willing to listen before jumping to conclusions.
"Oh, terribly sorry-- lost my train of thought there. I'm named Maya Rhys, by birth, though we all operated under colorful code names. I was a teacher as well, of Art and Ethics. Yes, power set, we were all extraordinary people where and when, we came from. Robert and I were on a team of such. Colorful stories there. I ... might be able to help there, somewhat? I think that is what he wanted out of the SIM Room which I was leading up too, but, I wasn't quite sure it was healthy to tamper with his mind-- he always detested the thought of mental tampering. Nearly to the point of mania, but never lost his mind over it. I recall someone saying he had some innate resistance to tampering, plus his abilities helped, depending on the situation, but that was a master telepath, strongest one we knew on the planet. As for doing anything specific to affect him? No. Certainly not intentionally-- though," she motions at herself, "/this/ is new, much more so then how I was before. Along the same lines, yet, more. Knowing him as I do, I did notice after his last visit he was a lot more angry and irrational, part of my hesitation to actually help him further out by fully remembering his past .. as I knew it, or could induce it."
She paused then says, "I'd be happy to talk to him, or help in any way I can, I'm feeling as if everything is the same-- but, physically, that's not the truth of it."
"Alright, I'll go over a few basic things first. I am going to scan your mind. This will be a surface scan only. I will not look at individual thoughts or memories. That would be a violation of your privacy. I am looking for traces of tampering, spells, contingent spells. That sort of thing. If I find nothing I will ask Professor Sunwake to subject you to a neural scan to look for signs of hypnotic suggestion or brain damage. If something is found it will be dealt with appropriately and then you will be freed from restraints."
At this point she simply stares into Tryko'Sam's eyes intently. She is as still as a statue herself as she proceeds to begin her mental scan.
Tryko'Sam appears to continue to peer on ahead, looking off and out at the white wall, or unfocused in that direction. No physical indication of response.
He continues to remain physically restrained by the instantly formed transparent material that appeared out of no where.
"oh well crap....anything I.. we, can do to fix it or do we just need to evacuate? I'm pretty resistant to cold in this suit if that comes up,"
"Well, that's one of the many folks who might be affected. I'm a firebird, so it takes half as much cold to kill me as it would to kill you without the suit. And there's a lot of other firebirds out there near the landing platform. Regardless, what Mel did prevented the explosion. And we've pretty much fixed the damage. So, no, we don't need to evacuate."
She picked up the radio again. "James, check the landing gear please, make sure I did a thorough job on repairs...and I mean it about the redesign. This is a lot of stress, sure, with the temperature differences and the storm, but these shuttles are supposed to be able to withstand it...and you really need to move these valves....how many of this model is already out there in use? And how long would it take to fix all of them..."
She set the radio down and started scribbling some stuff down in a little notebook she pulled out of her pocket.
"You should check those schematics again, Arthur. You build stuff, right? So you can help figure out how to fix it before we end up with an actual explosion? I mean, I'm guessing you know a lot more about how engines work than I do."
If he glances at her notebook it's full of scribbled down diagrams and crude blueprints, which she seems to be adding to now.
"Oh, terribly sorry-- lost my train of thought there. I'm named Maya Rhys, by birth, though we all operated under colorful code names. I was a teacher as well, of Art and Ethics. Yes, power set, we were all extraordinary people where and when, we came from. Robert and I were on a team of such. Colorful stories there. I ... might be able to help there, somewhat? I think that is what he wanted out of the SIM Room which I was leading up too, but, I wasn't quite sure it was healthy to tamper with his mind-- he always detested the thought of mental tampering. Nearly to the point of mania, but never lost his mind over it. I recall someone saying he had some innate resistance to tampering, plus his abilities helped, depending on the situation, but that was a master telepath, strongest one we knew on the planet. As for doing anything specific to affect him? No. Certainly not intentionally-- though," she motions at herself, "/this/ is new, much more so then how I was before. Along the same lines, yet, more. Knowing him as I do, I did notice after his last visit he was a lot more angry and irrational, part of my hesitation to actually help him further out by fully remembering his past .. as I knew it, or could induce it."...
"I'm not sure..." she started to say when she was interrupted by a communication from Miss Jones.
"Professor Sunwake, I have not found any trace of magic on this student. While I stayed out of his thoughts and memories, as tampering with those without permission would be unethical, he certainly did not stop projecting his distaste for any kind of mental contact. I would recommend a neural scan to make sure that he is not experiencing any sort of post-hypnotic suggestions, but otherwise I am not certain what the cause of his sudden rage might be," she said crisply, through the teacher intercom.
"Alright, I'll go over a few basic things first. I am going to scan your mind. This will be a surface scan only. I will not look at individual thoughts or memories. That would be a violation of your privacy. I am looking for traces of tampering, spells, contingent spells. That sort of thing. If I find nothing I will ask Professor Sunwake to subject you to a neural scan to look for signs of hypnotic suggestion or brain damage. If something is found it will be dealt with appropriately and then you will be freed from restraints."
At this point she simply stares into Tryko'Sam's eyes intently. She is as still as a statue herself as she proceeds to begin her mental scan.
Royston looks on, studying what Miss Jones is doing, he says nothing nor gets in the way.
Ace smiles at Nala "No need to apologize. I'm good at waiting. Anyways, uh any sort of damage to the blocks put in place by Aananda. I'm pretty sure nothing's been messed up, but there was an attack on the animal shelter which resulted in the deaths of all the animals kept there, and Kitty's murder. Seems like the person responsible took on the guise of Michael, and since I have certain abilities that would allow me to do such myself, I'm a prime suspect"
Mel seems to have slipped into some sort of comma. not quite sure if it was her injuries or some sort of self induced psychic comma.
medical scans seem to indicate the continued gradual healing is still taking place.
Carl looks on worriedly.
::Your skill set is not applicable to the current emergency, Sir. Your recourses are better spent controlling damage on the ships.::
"How quickly can this ship return to the school? Ms.Waverider needs emergency proffesional medical attention."
He brings go's over to a wall screen, having a look at how the loading is going.
"be about ten more minutes, five to load and five to get air born Hermes, all go and speed up loading now, then get her ready, powering up now"
he its some Buttons, a dull throbbing starts to build somewhere deep in the ship. Over ships coms he says.
"Lady's and gents well will be closing Air locks in five minutes, if ya not on by then with you stuff it stays topside.
You can hear down in hold a rush as the lines speed up.
"Ill be down in the hold or up on the flight deck if ya needs me, we set off in five, I can do an emergency combat drop to planet, Anti Grav on full, and repulses on max once we get close to the ground, Its can be a but scary and shaky but fast, I think our cargo will be fine, if not a but scared. Should get down in about 12 minutes in full free fall. If your need that best get her scrapped down, and find some place to hold on to, let me know if you do and all get every holding on. Once we get close Ill Teleport you to the school, its the fastest way."
He heads out the bulk head door.
Aananda sighed. "Well, I don't have a lot of reason to trust you, Miss Rhys, but I don't think I have a lot of choice here either. My neural scanner is currently in the process of reconstruction after last night's explosions....long story. And I don't want to keep him restrained that long. So if you know how to make this stop so that he doesn't become danger to our planet, school, community, and so on at a moment's notice, I would be grateful."
Ace smiles at Nala "No need to apologize. I'm good at waiting. Anyways, uh any sort of damage to the blocks put in place by Aananda. I'm pretty sure nothing's been messed up, but there was an attack on the animal shelter which resulted in the deaths of all the animals kept there, and Kitty's murder. Seems like the person responsible took on the guise of Michael, and since I have certain abilities that would allow me to do such myself, I'm a prime suspect"
"Alright. First I'm going to use the scanner here to run some diagnostics and then I'm going to use telepathy to make double sure that the readings are correct. If you could please just sit here on the exam table and lean back against the head rest so I can start the scan," she said pulling an odd piece of equipment that until then could have been mistaken for a curved lamp towards the exam table.
After a few minutes, Razule returns wearing a long coat.
"You kids all ready to go?"
With the return of Professor Yrrum, Tyrrin casts her final spells (Haste, Cloak of Dreams, and Divine Vessel), growing to double her height as her skin shifts to a metallic colour, her hair slicking back into a solid block that does not move. She /almost/ looks robotic, and her eyes are pale blue orbs which glow. When she speaks, her tone is flat and expressionless. "I am prepared. I have the capability to teleport most of our number to our destination. Pyry, I will return when I am able."
Dom looks over Tyrrin as she transforms. "Hmm. As pretty as you still are I think I preferred the your original form best." He tells her with a wink. "I have my water, guitar, and body so I'm good to go." He answers Professor Yrrum readying himself for whatever could happen when they get there.
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"Yeah I build stuff, power systems are my speciality, but I'm pretty good at propulsions as well, hnm let's see here" he pulls up a 3d hologram of te ship "well for one the central design flaw is that such a large quantity of coolant is allowed to pool, the location of where it pools is a secondary problem... Hmm... Lets see we could add heat sinks here.. Here and... Here and then we wouldn't need as much... Lets see perhapse two secondary storage units with an interconnectin pipeline... Here... Hmm yeah, that should help... Further get different materials for your extieror joints, perhapse mithril, it can handle extremes of temprature very well, or we could use dwarven flame forged steal that'd be just about as good, and it'd be much cheaper"
"She will remain stable for a longer trip than that. We cannot endanger the passengers like this."
"Yeah I build stuff, power systems are my speciality, but I'm pretty good at propulsions as well, hnm let's see here" he pulls up a 3d hologram of te ship "well for one the central design flaw is that such a large quantity of coolant is allowed to pool, the location of where it pools is a secondary problem... Hmm... Lets see we could add heat sinks here.. Here and... Here and then we wouldn't need as much... Lets see perhapse two secondary storage units with an interconnectin pipeline... Here... Hmm yeah, that should help... Further get different materials for your extieror joints, perhapse mithril, it can handle extremes of temprature very well, or we could use dwarven flame forged steal that'd be just about as good, and it'd be much cheaper"
"Hmm...that looks good, but if you move this line here instead of there it'll be easier to retrofit onto the existing models," she said pointing out what she meant on the diagram. "And I don't think we have access to enough metal for that. It's a bit scarce. What we need is something more like rubber, but able to withstand higher heat...."
Vare looks oddly at Miss Jones - something about the Enchantment Professor reminded him of Anahita - there was something primal in both of them. "There was most definitely magic active during one of his episodes. I was there, I saw the aura. Perhaps, if there are no magical triggers, and I saw no outside source the second time he had an episode, then perhaps it is an ability of his own which is triggering the emotions? Perhaps he has some psionic power as a Wilder, for example." Vare offers as a suggestion. There was /definitely/ magic involved.
Ace flashes Nala a grin "Last time a pretty girl had me laying on a table like this, she at least bought me dinner first"
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"ah yes that works well, I hadn't really thought about retrofitting ease," he nods happy to see her own a well, carl was going to work on that, but in the short term... hmm rubber is a no go, cold makes it brittle, and hot makes it melt.... I could get to running a material simulation when we get back to the sim rooms, maybe there is a material we aren't thinking of, perhaps some magically treated material?"
Ace flashes Nala a grin "Last time a pretty girl had me laying on a table like this, she at least bought me dinner first"
The temperature of the room literally dropped ten degrees in an instant.
"I fail to find such attempts at humor the least bit amusing," she snapped.
"ah yes that works well, I hadn't really thought about retrofitting ease," he nods happy to see her own a well, carl was going to work on that, but in the short term... hmm rubber is a no go, cold makes it brittle, and hot makes it melt.... I could get to running a material simulation when we get back to the sim rooms, maybe there is a material we aren't thinking of, perhaps some magically treated material?"
"Probably a good idea...we might want to consult someone who's good at alchemy too..."
::Alright, guys, the repairs are finished. Open the loading bay doors and let's load up your passengers for this run. Elle, you run copilot. I know you can't pilot a shuttle on your own, but you know enough to at least be helpful.::
Nim seems a little protective of its resting spot. especially the dress. not attacking just a bit agitated about being disturbedRenkai opens the door and scans the room... "all good."
Then walks over to the metal thingy
"What are...? It's alive...."
Renkai'll pick up Nim... if possible...
she pushes it up a little. You can barely see a stem.
"Whys it... why... surresssevekk..."
His eyes grow wide...
"I, I am sorry friend Tarka, pardon my language" he says while bowed down
Easily sensing his mistake, Ace attempts to mollify Nala. "Hey, relax. I'm sorry. That's uh..just my coping mechanism. I crack jokes and try get people to laugh or smile, often despite how bad things might be."
Nala and Keme can likely tell this is a bit of a confession from Ace.
she giggles.
"It's ok, i didn't understand you anyway."
she giggles.
"It's ok, i didn't understand you anyway."
"What is that??"
"A mushroom."
she doesn't seem to think this is odd, still smiling.
"A mushroom."
she doesn't seem to think this is odd, still smiling.
"Why...do you have a mushroom on your head?" Sorun is confused
"I grow mushrooms and mold. I just like this one, it's quite good looking, and would be too painful to cut off."
she almost seems to relish in your confusion, giving just enough of an explanation to answer your question, but still tell you nothing.
Easily sensing his mistake, Ace attempts to mollify Nala. "Hey, relax. I'm sorry. That's uh..just my coping mechanism. I crack jokes and try get people to laugh or smile, often despite how bad things might be."
Nala and Keme can likely tell this is a bit of a confession from Ace.
"I have...certain issues that usually keep me from working in the main infirmary. I can handle working with the younger children, but I...have panic attacks when certain...memories are triggered. I'm only here now because of the emergency status we're still in." There was a pattern of frost on the ground around her feet.
"I grow mushrooms and mold. I just like this one, it's quite good looking, and would be too painful to cut off."
she almost seems to relish in your confusion, giving just enough of an explanation to answer your question, but still tell you nothing.
"Can.. I touch it?" Sorun's curiousity overtaking his proprierity
"Sure!"
it's soft, and a little squishy. If you squeeze it, it's much more resistant to movement then you would expect, and tarka grimaces.
"Tyrrin, I shall save you the spell." The Headmaster flicks a card at the office door, making it gliw red briefly. "Step through the door and you'll be in Kuros. Be careful and kill no one. Subdue only."
"got it" Dave puts his gas mask over his face and takes one of the antiplauges of settro's
he asks skeets ::how much power you got, after helping in the infirmary::
::I have roughly 62% of my psionic power remaining this should be fine::
"Uh... Crap... All my magic kills or just makes them into a new host body..."
settro drinks the antiplauge, and gets ready to head into town.
"alright, lets do that," after hearing about piloting duty "are all my co-pilots going to be such brilliant, beautiful babes?"
Raelle giggled. "I don't think I'm particularly brilliant. But thanks for the compliment."
"I'm sure you will think of something, Settro."