Nissa hovers up to eye-level with Fox Unity.
“Okay.”
Her sunspot eyes blink twice.
“Haha, I… don’t quite know how to start,” she admits.
Unity look up and down the hallway and, once they're satisfied they're not immediately impeding traffic, sprawl out on the floor to be more comfortable while they're talking.
"That *is* the tricky part," they admit. "So maybe we should start first? We realize the whole... Unity decision might have seemed a little surprising from the outside."
"We mean... we did mention we were getting more uncomfortable calling ourself Charles, but... you've probably seen it's more than that." "It's really been a, well, to be a bit cliched, a journey of self-discovery." They chuckle.
"When we first woke up, well, we had a lot more of Charles's memories than any of the other components, so it was pretty natural to think of ourself that way. And we think that, for all that PhDestruction *is* a genius, even if he's insane and completely lacking in morals, he couldn't have perfectly designed our brains to cope with our body right from the start, so there was a learning period. And during that period we guess it was easier to not deal with the... full total of all our memories and personality, so we kind of hid them from ourself."
"But once we were getting used to ourself, and we got in enough stressful situations, well, we had to fully use all of ourself. Though it was likely more important that we had come to really *accept* ourself as we are. Not being afraid of our body, not thinking of ourself as some scary monster, but accepting ourself *as* ourself." "If that makes sense."
"You're probably different." "You at least trust the being who changed your body, while we have every reason not to trust our creator." "But we guess we wondered if our experience would help you at all."
Phineas turns to Theo. “Do Olympians have naked church? Not judging. Just… well, she was 18.”
Theo shrugged. "It's not a common practice. But Nissa has told me in no uncertain times that her faith will remain Sarenite. Just in case, I will instruct her on how to pray to The Olympian Gods. Nissa's her own person, and can decides what she wants."
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Nissa says, “Artemis’ nymphs worship in the nude.”
Bridge says, “Yeah, yeah, you met her. The Vixen wouldn’t shut up about it.”
Hanna says, “You mean Miss Lane.”
Daphne says, “They’re obviously—”
“Sisters!” her sisters blurt.
“My sisters…” Nissa starts, and as glowing tears well in her dark little eyes, she goes on, “…my parents, my girlfriend. I was so worried about how they would feel. I think the bodily change was easier on me than on others.
“I cried the first time,” she admits. “Everyone was so big. And I thought I was ‘stuck’ with this little body. Then again, when I saved L.C. from the bomb, I was prepared for a permanent change… but Verve found a way to rescue me.
“So it was gradual, and in those final moments as a flesh-person… I was no longer afraid of my fire, even as it was about to kill me.”
She looks to the faces of Unity.
“I guess we both had to accept our realities gradually. And I don’t know about you, but it helps to have people around us that don’t treat us differently because of the way we look.
“And Theo as my dad—he’s amazing! I introduced him to my family yesterday. It went… well…”
“Very well,” says Pee-air as he finishes taking orders. “Man-ya-feek!”
And having overheard Nissa talking to her sisters about the bath with Artemis, he says to her, “Then it is accurate? What the Atlanteans report of your habit to bathe in the sun oh natch-oh-rell?”
Nissa’s cheeks burn pinkish red. “Um. I guess so.”
“Might I ask you pour oon favor?” The waiter whips out a Nissa pin-up. “Your Zhahn Hancock, see voo play?”
“John what-cock?” Bridge asks.
“Who’s that dude?” asks Daphne.
Hanna sighs. “You’ll find out when you have Mr. Smith next year.”
Nissa wraps her arms and legs around the waiter’s pen, flying in little loops to sign her name. “Haha! Wow… this is really very different!”
Hi Pierre! Thanks for being a fan!
~The Bombshell
It isn’t until after she signs it that she pays attention to what the art actually depicts. It’s Nissa holding a cowgirl hat over her head, and her little fairy form is clad only in an open vest and the Daisy-Dukian equivalent of a jean skirt.
“Uh… that vest doesn’t make sense with the wings on my back,” she says—even though she can actually magical-girl on an outfit that isn’t backless without any impediment to her wings.
Nissa’s sisters are too innocent to know what that is. And as it happens, so is Nissa! So Theo may not be (immediately) aware that she isn’t kidding when she says, “It’s cute! A little toy bomb—great spoof of a great movie. Still don’t quite understand my outfit though.” She had modeled lingerie. She was never shy about sexy poses and skin. But something about her likeness seemed off.
“Hahahaha, ha? I guess this is how I learned to stop worrying and love the bomb.”
“Wee wee!” the waiter agrees.
The two little sisters giggle at the silly accent. Bridgette seems to be locked in a face-palm as the waiter walks away.
It appears Mr. and Mrs. van Donk are still in the washroom, and missed that exchange.
"Well, ladies? Do any of you have any questions for me?" Theo inquired of the Van Donk girls.
Bridgette’s cheeks are reddening. And when she removes her hand from her face, she staring daggers into the swinging door through which Pee-air disappeared.
Her mouth opens, lips trembling for a second or so before the question can come out.
“What.”
Daphne’s question is “Can I go the bathroom?” though that isn’t a question for Theo. Nissa thinks Hanna is too young to be the escort. Even though Mom’s in there, she takes both younger sisters, leaving Theo alone with an irate teenager.
"Sorry if all this is upsetting, Bridgette", Theo frowns. "But Nissa and I wanted the Van Donks to understand what happened."
Bridgette shakes her head. “No, I don’t mean like… I’m glad you came with her. It makes more sense, and with you being a son of Zeus and Nissa’s like Athena now… who is your sister? Yeah. It makes it easier.
“And she’s happy.” The girl collapses back against her chair. One tear flows, then another. “I just wanna be happy for her.”
She straightens her posture and gestures toward the restaurant’s kitchen door. “So who the f!!% made my sister a f@$#ing sex joke?!”
Old ladies at an adjacent table tut-tut. At another table, a teenage boy in an ill-fitting suit lowers his gaze as soon as he’s caught staring at Bridgette.
Theo scoots his chair in a little closer to the table. The godling wants to be more supportive but is having a hard time finding the words.
"I don't know. But your sister's family support team just gained a new member", Theo smiled.
Bridge wipes her eyes. The word ‘support’ elicits a hopeful glint in her moist eyes. “So… you’ll help her? Not like with Joe Jerkoff the Waiter, but whoever’s selling dirty pictures of my sister.”
"She's my daughter. I got her back", Theo replied.
Bridgette seems pleased with this answer.
The rest of the van Donks get back to the table, and for reasons unknown (or a shift-change, if anyone bothers to ask), a young waitress named Ashley brings the meals.
Nissa notices Bridge’s tear-stained cheeks and a smile she isn’t sure how to read. She doesn’t pry for now. She just flutters over to Theo and gives him a kiss on the cheek, essentially thanking him without needing to know the specifics.
Theo smiles as he accepts the kiss of encouragement.
"So, Phin? Miley? What do you two do for a living?" The Olympian asked.
Milesandra replies, “I’m a biochemist and my husband is a neurosurgeon.”
“Doctor will do,” Phineas says rather modestly.
Hanna and Daphne look at each other, and in a glance, they agree to a goal: Do Not Get Their Parents Started on Talking About Work.
“Ooh, ooh!” Daphne blurts with her hand raised. “Which of your Olympian siblings are you closest to?”
Hanna adds to that, “And if it’s a brother, I still want to hear a story about one of your sisters.”
Bridge doesn’t have a question. She has a pensive look, and is kind of distracted. But she looks like she’s in a good mood so her sisters don’t poke the bear.
“My sisters…” Nissa starts, and as glowing tears well in her dark little eyes, she goes on, “…my parents, my girlfriend. I was so worried about how they would feel. I think the bodily change was easier on me than on others.
“I cried the first time,” she admits. “Everyone was so big. And I thought I was ‘stuck’ with this little body. Then again, when I saved L.C. from the bomb, I was prepared for a permanent change… but Verve found a way to rescue me.
“So it was gradual, and in those final moments as a flesh-person… I was no longer afraid of my fire, even as it was about to kill me.”
She looks to the faces of Unity.
“I guess we both had to accept our realities gradually. And I don’t know about you, but it helps to have people around us that don’t treat us differently because of the way we look.
“And Theo as my dad—he’s amazing! I introduced him to my family yesterday. It went… well…”
Unity nod in sync. "It does help a lot when people treat us like people," they agree.
They grin at Nissa as she trails off. "You sound a bit uncertain about how well it went. Is there a story there you want to share?"
"But more seriously, we're glad you've not taken quite so long to get comfortable with your new self as we took. And just, well, know we're here to talk to if you want. We, ah, have a lot of ears for listening." They waggle their ears with a vulpine grin.
Milesandra replies, “I’m a biochemist and my husband is a neurosurgeon.”
“Doctor will do,” Phineas says rather modestly.
Hanna and Daphne look at each other, and in a glance, they agree to a goal: Do Not Get Their Parents Started on Talking About Work.
“Ooh, ooh!” Daphne blurts with her hand raised. “Which of your Olympian siblings are you closest to?”
Hanna adds to that, “And if it’s a brother, I still want to hear a story about one of your sisters.”
Theo chuckles a little bit, and thinks. "The Olympian siblings I'm closest to? Well, I only met two of my Exalted brothers. I met Dionysus, Greek Gods of Wine, Wine-making, and Fertility, shortly before I turned 21 in Rio De Janeiro. He came from Olympus, honestly, at my request. I prayed that when I turned 21, i could party with my famous Party-Animal Brother. And he hosted by 21st birthday. That's a month and a half I'll never get back, but from the tattered pieces of my memory, I had a good time, and am so thankful for having a godling constitution."
"The other Exalted brother I'm closest to would have to be Hermes, Olympian God of Heralds, Travel, and Merchants. I've met him twice, both when I was my closest to Mt. Olympus. Hermes acted in his role of Messenger both times."
"And I've met a godling sister of mine from another universe. Her name is Enyo. She's like Wonder Woman, but much cooler. She's an awesome fighter who dedicated herself to Hera, Queen of the Gods." The Olympian's smile altered slightly at the mention of Hera. "Yeah. She comes from World 12, an earth where the ancient Greek society never crumbled, and the Olympian gods have dozens to hundreds of godling children. I had a short visit there once. I hope to see it again someday."
Henri tracks down Zellgato. "This drink you found - what exactly is it? I find it very interesting."
"Its made from Sugar and citrus fruits. I like it too, harder to find sweet or citric back home. Its better chilled in shots, or in a soda..dont try it with coffee."
Potted plant disappearence stuff
"Considering they've cared for your room all this time, generally. I think you'll be fine."
"Off hand organization labels aren't the best plan for covert tags. Unless we're making statements, and we have over a hundred individuals with assigned numbers for each team on each op." At Nissa's suggestion "That isnt much of a cypher to take the lettering honestly. CHoosing your favorite number and colour would work better for a small team. Or use your childhood nick name. Or just numbers. In effect, don't give away any signifiers of the ones assigned to the code name." Giving a ponder a bit. "Do we even have a team name, or just an organiation name at this point? If we are Tarot in general, we could just take the suites from a Tarot game. They fit the four of you pretty well. I could just be Shuffle."
Nissa = Wands: Fire - Creativity, passion, action
Henri = Swords: Air - Thoughts, logic, communication
Theo = Cups: Water - Emotions, connection, intuition
Unity = Pentacles: Earth - Finances, possessions, stability[/ooc]
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The girls are fascinated (and so are the adults)! “Enyo was awesome. I remember her four-motorcycle chariot!” Nissa talks about the car chase driving the truck of Superman’s dad.
Phineas says, “Superman’s adoptive father was the real hero of that story!”
“Nissa was when she took over the wheel, Dad!” Daphne insists.
“Actually I needed Mr. Kent to step on the gas for me,” Nissa confesses. “I couldn’t reach the pedal.
“But it was our first time fictionauting that we met Theo, right after his big party with the Olympian God of Wine…”
“Huh? Oh. No, no… I was saying it went well. Theo cheered up Bridge, then he told the family about the Olympian gods, and I elaborated with retellings of adventures. The whole night got better and better. Only got weird once more when I mentioned—“
“—I have a daughter!”
“But,” Phineas stammers, “you're gay.”
Milesandra elbows her husband in the ribs.
“Ouch, Dear.”
“Overall it went well.”
Getting back to the more serious nature of the conversation, Nissa says, “I think the hard part is that people in my life, even Theo and L.C., have this hope that I can be back to my old self. I don’t just accept this change. I embrace it. This is me now, and even though I didn’t have a choice… I wouldn’t reverse this if I could.
“But you are right about my creator. She made me with love. You turned out to be wonderful despite your creator.” She then considers how everyone was gung ho about getting the bad guys. “Reatmas is mandatory. But it doesn’t mean we can’t ask L.C. and Ron to prep us for our next mission. The Deintegrationists are tied to PhDestruction, so… it’s time to go after him, isn’t it?”
Unity go still and nod solemnly. "Past time," they agree.
"Though we're still going to take a short trip out into the woods somewhere. Probably the Appalachians," they add.
"But the rest of the mandated rest? We've already been reading up on the Deintegrationists."
Nissa contemplates Unity’s trip to the woods.
“Why is it you want to go into the woods alone? What do you think you might find there?”
Nissa is interested in this answer. She thinks she might know, roughly maybe… but she wants to hear their answer, rather than guess.
"Mostly trees," Unity quip in reply.
"Probably the news, if they knew about it, would say we're trying to get in touch with our animal side." They grimace in distaste, an odd expression on their vulpine features. "But it's really just... we've been in *walls* or surrounded by people we're trying to save for a lot of time lately, and we just... we just need to get *away*. There's just a constant kind of tension to being in cities, so getting out seems like the way to relax."
"We want focus for what's next." "We won't pretend we won't be thinking about PhDestruction while we're out there, but we'll at least feel more relaxed while planning how to defeat him."
Nissa thinks about what the trees will do for Unity.
“You want to enjoy solitude in a plan man hasn’t tainted. Me too.” She finally says it—something that’s been on her mind for a very long time, but in her new body, it’s possible!
“I want to fly in space!” she says giddily. “Without a ship—just as I am! I can survive a void. And with the wand, I could even go back. I just don’t know if I can use the wand to go out there. I haven’t dared to try, and I haven’t met another who could survive it.”
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European Parliament in Disarray
Greece in Crisis
Parthenon Project Nears Completion
Deintegrationalists Gain Politically in Greece, Italy, and Turkey
Loch Ness Monster DNA Stolen
Nebraska Deadzone Recovery Fund Gets Huge Donation
The Godling is Back, Baby!
TAROT Heroes Return, but are They Still Relevant?
Vid-screens watch you as much as you watch them and even a flicker of interest will cause it to start bursts of sound and noise as the story elaborates and unfolds. Most adults try not to look at them. Any eye contact just starts the screens rolling out.
What everyone knows about them is that:
- they've emerged during the last three years.
- The terrorists attacks attributed to them are carried out by groups that support them.
- Deintegrationists are also nationalists and so the Italian, Greek, and Turkish movements exist independent of each other.
- Smaller movements exist in Norway, France, and England, even though England isn't in the EU.
- One of the terror groups, calling itself Chimera, assassinates political opponents of the Deintegrationists in bloody public attacks that often result in loss of civilian life.
One thing Unity can see that others might not is that the creatures Chimera uses to carry out its attacks are clearly the work of PhDestruction. One of groups of creatures used in an attack looked so much like Unity once did that PhDestruction must have been mocking him.
Henri is less social during the mandated rest - not that he avoids anyone in particular, but his more introverted nature and the many questions he's encountered recently that he cannot answer drive him into the labs and libraries of Boston Theoretical.
My speed has always been my thing, but my speed has been less useful than my knowledge. The more I know, the more I can help the team.
Between study sessions, research, and experiments, he runs on the track. Some of the BT staff that run invite him to join them and friends on a couple of their run club mornings, which he finds very refreshing, so he joins and adds their events to his calendar.
Running has always been a lonely passion. I never consdered how good it feels sharing it with others.
One of the men in the running group looks very familiar to Henri, but the scientist doesn't remember where they've met. The man acts like he knows Henri, as well, but he never mentions when they met, either. The man is young and very fit, with a definite runner's physique. He is so full of life and energy, you can feel it just being nearby. He speaks so quickly that Henri has to ask him to repeat himeself on occasion, but they spend many miles talking about everything and nothing and Henri realizes that for all of their discussions, the man is almost as much a mystery after two weeks as he was when they met. The only clue he drops, early in their relationship, is the off-hand comment, "I see that you've been working with my little brother."
Still embarassed that he hasn't figured out who the guy is, or who his brother might be, Henri settles for, "Yeah, I've met a lot of people since I first encountered the folks from TAROT. I don't know a lot of them very well yet." The conversation goes on in another direction and Henri kicks himself for squandering the opportunity to learn more. As Restmas is coming to a close, they are finishing up a long run as they approach an intersection, Henri's running partner says, "Hey, I've got some things that will take me out of town for a while, so this is goodbye for now. Really glad to see you didn't throw away what I gave you all those years ago. That footgear of yours - amazing work. Can't wait to see what you do with those next." He turns east at the corner and begins accelerating so quickly that even Henri couldn't hope to keep up. Henri just stares in shock as he hears one last comment, "Do watch over Teddy. Sometimes he gets in over his head with the girls, as you probably know."
Henri tries to process all of this as he trots back to other runners, Has BT talked about my gear in the vids? I haven't worn it on any of these runs and I don't think I've spoken about them with anyone else. How does he know about it?
The nanites in Henri's head swirl when he goes near the ship. They did not do that before. If Henri allows Boston Theoretical researchers onto the ship, they could make help. If Henri (or the team) want to keep some of these secrets to themselves but he wants to solve the nanite mystery, Henri should make a DC 25 Engineering, a DC 25 Physical Science, AND a DC 25 Life Science check all on the same day. He can repeat all the checks once per day until he gets all three.
Day one, trying to figure it out alone:
After the first day in the ship, Henri is exhausted and both his head and the nanites within are spinning. He resolves to try again the next day, but decides to combine shifts in the ship with shifts in the laboratory or the library to reduce the exposure and still hopefully make progress.
Day two, trying to figure it out alone:
Day three, trying to figure it out alone:
A very weary Henri tracks down the other heroes to get their opinions. "I feel like I'm very close, but I don't want to waste the entire down period learning about the ship - I need to actually fly it, get a feel for the controls. Do you think you can help? Do you think I should bring in someone of the BT staff or keep this to ourselves?"
Theo looks to Nissa. "Maybe..if L.C. is around, you could ask her if she'd like a ride in the new ship?" The Olympian asked innocently.
"That's not who I was thinking of..." Henri's sentence trails off as he looks at Nissa for her response.
Zellgato, post trip had been thinkikng of a few things.... One of which he'll reach out to some connections out east across the pond, with a fairly simple request. DNA scan of any blood or damages from the the Chimera like creatures that have been causing damages. Preferably the physical item to scan himself but he'll take what he can get
He wants to compare them, not to Unity. but to Karnivore former scans from when he helped hunt him down. Karnivore's sudden shift and loss of control, and within a year or two, a storm of creatures. Zellgato would like to make sure there isn't a connection--such as the chimera taking some of his power set, or perhaps traces of that in the final form of Karnivore.
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"I'll help you figure it out a bit.. but as for how much it spreads or not. I feel that's a dangerous thing... I'm a contracted one at BT-but most are fully employed and BT is not as self..contained.. as it was persay." Shrugging "So I'd leave that up to you lot. Pah did it for you guys."
Day 4 for Henri's attempt, hand wavium the exact timing
W/ biohack buffs. TO Aid Another Henri.
Henri, when you roll again add +2 Enhancment bonus +2 Aid Another bonus To every check. zellgato is helping you and biohacking you~
Henri is grateful for the biohacker's assistance and uses him as a sounding board as he goes through what he's learned and what he suspects.
Day four, trying to figure it out with Zellgato:
Visibly frustrated, Henri starts the day with a run and some meditation before meeting Zellgato at the ship and diving in again.
Day five, trying to figure it out with Zellgato:
Day six, trying to figure it out with Zellgato:
"I think I need to bring another specialist in. I can't seem to get everything lined up at the same time. I figure out this piece, but it contradicts that piece and when I puzzle that out, the first one doesn't work anymore. I'm going to take a couple days to focus on other things - I'm sure you have better things to do than look over my shoulder and check my math."
Apollo 69 Crew Trapped in the Orbit of Uranus
'It Isn't Funny' -- NASA Head
Related: Apollo 69 Crew Probes Uranus
Apollo 69 Crew Trapped in the Orbit of Uranus
'It Isn't Funny' -- NASA Head
Related: Apollo 69 Crew Probes Uranus
Theo shrugs up at the news screens. "Well. I mean. It's right there. Why not explore it?" The Olympian chuckled.
“Mispronouncing a planet’s name to make a doomed crew the butt of a butt-joke ain’t cool!” She ensures her Dad, “I can survive in a void. I got this! And no one follow me because that would be death.”
She zips to the flight deck, and says to Ron, “We got an air lock or whatever, right? ‘Cause you’ll want to lock it.”
Nissa wills her way to the Apollo 69!
The shuttle, a two person craft about the size of an 18-wheeler, is circling the ice giant. Only one of its 3 boosters are active. The 2 others aren't but Nissa cannot see why from the outside of the ship.
Nissa marvels at the planet, the extreme distance of the sun, the vastness of space. Her wings can fly her within the void! She circles the ship, but what would she know about repairing thrusters?
She uses her subatomic size-shifting ability to move through the hull’s atomic structure. Once inside the ship, she grows back.
She hopes the astronauts are okay!
The astronauts are working away at something on their control panels while making jokes about dying while circling Uranus.
Nissa tries to break the ice. (She’s fire, so maybe…)
“It’s pronounced YŪR•ə•nəs. The only ones who should be stuck on Your Anus are the Klingons.
“I’m the Bombshell. Here to rescue you.”
(Nissa has magical-girled on a little Star Trek minidress.)
"Holy f#%!, it's Nissa!" says one of the astronauts as the other looks around to make sure his collection of Nissa pinups is out of sight.
"We heard you were back," says the other. "We do get one newsfeed up here."
They're still focused partly on their instruments as they talk to you.
The first points to a display showing the ship. A large part of it is flashing red, "We passed through the gassy trail of a comet yesterday and managed to get ice in two of our compositors. Now they won't allow the byflow to open. So, I guess the big question is are you as hot as you look?"
"Imagine, dying because we inhaled gas while circling Uranus," says the second.
"We've also been conserving oxygen and are pretty messed up right now," says the first.
The second nods.
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Nissa glances over at the pin-up of herself, which she has to admit makes her look really hot.
“Yes,” she replies. “Do you need me to…? I noticed from outside, two of your thrusters aren’t …thrusting.
“So, the safest way for me to melt the ice is?”
In case they think her question is rhetorical, she says, “I’m seriously asking. Like, do I go from outside? Should you cut engines first?”
"That depends, I guess, on how your powers work. Can you heat things up slowly, or do you always have to explode?" asks the astronaut.
After the first kerfuffle with the time machine and Herni, Zellgato leans back a bit. I might be able to figure out further with my loop experience.. but this isn't my place. Nor my time. Its the young's time... to do this he needs tools. after which he queries Kai on their vacation about what kind of tools and tool kits would a "Newbie looking into learning technology" find valuable, fishing for the conversation to get a few tool names and manual names that sound useful. Gathering pictures of them via a websearch in a cafe at dinner time by himself. Deciding to himself that he in fact. Will follow his first plan.
His staycation is a secuity test. At least a little one.
He heads into BT early in the morning just after shift change, claiming he's simply picking up some clothing from his room. On the way he stops at the security room with a knock--time to drop off his package with Kevin, telling him very seriously "Do not open this at work." with a grin... which of course leads to Kevin taking a trip to the garage to put his not-safe-for-work drink into his vehicle's trunk. Zellgato, of course, holds the door open while he carries his treat. His fingers brushing along the lock, causing the secuirty latch to stick-but coated with a conductive substance. Causing the lock to read "locked" but the latch to not have engaged due to the barrier. A concern he brought up shortly after the Karnivore mission, but have yet to be addressed in a meaningful way. Bureaucrats, have slown down Boston Theortical in red tape these days.
Zellgato walk with Kevin briefly making plans for a gaming tournament for the security HR event before the elevator, stopping noting he needs to go to his room, not back to the garage and he'll catch kevin later.
Briefly he wheels back around and into the security room, enterining a quick note into the log "inspection of inventory drill" for engineering section. before setepping out, his fingers dragging along his door plant.
Stopping in his room, he does get a change of clothing he throws on, activating a tool he has, that causes a small holographic projection changing his salt and pepepr hair, as well as eye colour, adding a slightly larger nose. He looks familiar enough to trigger familiarity but not quit enough to place who, and he does not wear his mask/dominomask. With a more generic security look Zellgato heads to engineering, entering with his own valid key card. Waving hello in a more southern accent, "Howdy, I got orders to comin' pick up a ....thamabob tool, that field to go kit thingy? We're apoose to be teaching that new guy, Oaks, how to properly register missing items. I dunno which one, the extra one? It'll be back tomorrow after his test." he'll explain, with anyone checking the logs for infomation sees the small note he added in the security roomn earlier.
If all is successful, Zellgato borrows a kit for the day, with full intention to return it later.
[ooc] if he fails from that last bluff attempt so is fate~ I'll let you decide what weighs where. If successful the engineering kit gives a +2[/dice]
"That depends, I guess, on how your powers work. Can you heat things up slowly, or do you always have to explode?" asks the astronaut.
Nissa proudly replies, “I’ve learned a few non-explodey tricks. I can blaze a trail of fire, and I can also throw fiery punches and kicks!
“I’d demonstrate, but I’m afraid lighting a fire in here would burn up your oxygen supply.” She’s also afraid fire inside a space ship would cause an explosion, but she doesn’t say that aloud—mostly because she doesn’t know how things work in space, and she’s not about to admit that in front of the astronauts.
“I was thinking these non-explodey methods would be best,” she says.
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"Howdy, I got orders to comin' pick up a ....thamabob tool, that field to go kit thingy? We're apoose to be teaching that new guy, Oaks, how to properly register missing items. I dunno which one, the extra one? It'll be back tomorrow after his test."
"Was that Zellgato?" one of the engineers asks another.
"One of them," replies the other engineer."What was that about?" the first engineer asks.
"No idea," replies the other.
"That depends, I guess, on how your powers work. Can you heat things up slowly, or do you always have to explode?" asks the astronaut.Nissa proudly replies, “I’ve learned a few non-explodey tricks. I can blaze a trail of fire, and I can also throw fiery punches and kicks!
“I’d demonstrate, but I’m afraid lighting a fire in here would burn up your oxygen supply.” She’s also afraid fire inside a space ship would cause an explosion, but she doesn’t say that aloud—mostly because she doesn’t know how things work in space, and she’s not about to admit that in front of the astronauts.
“I was thinking these non-explodey methods would be best,” she says.
"Well, you see this spot right there," says one of the astronauts. "If you fly in there and warm things up a bit, the compositor byflow might release. It could get really hot in there one second later. How much heat can you handle?"
“When it comes to both Fire and criticism, I can dish out more than I can take,” she replies. “But I can handle more heat than most, and I’m here to save your—” Don’t say ‘anus!!!’ “—lives.”
She flies into the space the astronaut pointed out to her and tries warning things up without the fiery punch-kicks.
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Nissa thinks about what the trees will do for Unity.
“You want to enjoy solitude in a plan man hasn’t tainted. Me too.” She finally says it—something that’s been on her mind for a very long time, but in her new body, it’s possible!
“I want to fly in space!” she says giddily. “Without a ship—just as I am! I can survive a void. And with the wand, I could even go back. I just don’t know if I can use the wand to go out there. I haven’t dared to try, and I haven’t met another who could survive it.”
"That's... we hadn't thought about you being able to do that," Unity say, surprised.
After a moment's thought, they add, "Just be careful of your aim. We wouldn't want you to vanish forever because you accidentally got inside Saturn's rings and a rock knocked the Wand out of your hand or something."
They shudder. "That's a terrifying thought."
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Somehow, in the course of trying to research Chimera and the Deintegrationists, Unity manage to accidentally convince the search algorithms they're looking for information on *themself*... which leads to them discovering that there's fanart of them.
...some of it very... disturbing.
They turn off their console and swear not even to look at a display for a few days until they've managed to scrub the images from their mind.