((Oopsie- never actually acted.))
Brother Lars waves to Charles and Mesk as they come back up. "What took you so long?"
Fly down to collect the bits of Stacy and carry him back to ground level. Fly up to the 15th floor with the rest.
You fly down and grab stacy before carrying him up to your destination.
((Wait, doesn't Charles have a decomp? Or was it one of the 1/3 chance ones?))
Oh thats right, he does.
Oh well, it didn't cause any harm so it's not too big a deal this time. Just assume you thanked him in a needlessly elaborate and profuse manner.
((Okaaaayyy... PW: So, Marcius and I just get assigned to armor duty... without having any idea how we were told? Or our chars even told why they should listen to whoever tells them? Especially when one of us is liable to just punch the guy?
...
Kriellya? Can we say you grab us from the halls, so that we have a RP target? Or at least an in-character understanding of the situation?))
With 30-40 players and limited time, sometimes shit needs to be abstracted to get anything done. And you two are coming in late, as the rest of the teams get started doing things. So we need to find a spot for you. Those two spots were open. If you want to go elsewhere, you can go elsewhere, but we should do this quick before the teams get too far away or too involved to start throwing you in. Once you get on a team, THEN you can actually start doing your RPing, since you'll actually be with a smaller group of people in a more interesting situation.
I wonder, will the Hephaestus team get their own VR workshop? A real workshop is great and all, but you can't field-test things against a mass of Altered with it.))
((Yes, that is definitely the most important thing we can do.))
Eh. I guess it's my fault, for going with a char that was intended for heavy RP, rather than doing stuff right away :\.))
((Bad timing.))
"Okay, mister!"
Go to the access port.
"I wonder why they made the access port so small. It's almost a perfect size for me..."
The access port isn't much more the a square hole in the side of the metal case. It's about 3 feet off the ground and a bit wider then your shoulders. With the help of your assistant, you manage to get inside and crawl toward the machine's internal parts. It's fairly easy for you, but you imagine that for anyone much bigger this would be annoyingly claustrophobic.
It seems that hard, dangerous, dirty jobs always take place in tiny, cramped places, for some reason. Beyond the short tunnel through the housing is a hellish machine of whirring shafts, crushing pistons and fans moving at such a speed that they're barely more then a grayish blur accompanied by a hiss of displaced air. You're perched above this small extension of some much greater machine on a metal catwalk that's about 2 feet wide and lacking any sort of railings.
"Look for something that looks out of place! A part not moving or moving strangely!" The man shouts down the hole, trying to make himself heard over the machine.
(( Hm... neither of you have any handiwork, and Syv has no strength... This could be interesting, if Steve is really going to gangpress you for armor duty 
))
Right, let's see... Skylar spends a minute consulting is datapad, and begins to look a little frustrated at what he sees.
Are they really all I have left to work with, Steve? Right, could be worse. I'll go get them.
Skylar heads out into the hallway and looks around until he sees a couple men chatting idly.
You two, Rolande and Saint? Come on, you're on armor repair duty. I suppose the worst you can do is muck up the seal, which we can redo until we get it right. Safer than having you muck around with one of the reactors, anyway.
Gather up those two (or any other volunteers), then find the appropriate orange jumpsuit and head out
Steve holds his hand splayed in front of Marcius for a moment, and gives him a meaningful glance. Then he turns to Skylar and smiles. "Finally got a job for us, eh? I was wondering when that'd happen. What was that that damaged everything so bad, anyways?"
Follow Skylar. Observe my surroundings, and look like I know what's going on.
The two of you follow a man in an orange jumpsuit out to hanger and then to the cage thats supporting the ship. It's a massive square metal structure that resembles a heavy duty scaffolding with no top, so that the ship can ease itself down into the structure and let itself be supported. There are hundreds of powerful looking mechanical arms along the inside of the cage that reach out with wide metal supporting pad hands and support its shape.
"Normally we'd do this sort of thing in Zero-g, but since we're doing it here, we're gonna need to use those lifter arms." He points up to what look like crane cabs set on tracks along the inside of the cage. Coiled up against the cabs are what look like long, thin mechanical arms.
"It's fairly simple. One of you cuts the old plates out, the other lifts them away with the arms. Then, the arms put the new plate in and the other guy welds it in place. A third one will have to go in the inside and weld the internal parts, or you can just do that yourselves later. You got questions or should I go get you the plates?"
"Alas, I must languish here at the bottom of the shaft, for I am woefully lacking in ape-like skills!"
Soliloquize to myself, attempt elementary repairs to restore at least some functionality.
[Aux:3+1]
You manage to, through a combination of carefully realigning your joints and fussing with your limbs, get your body back to semi-working order. You still aren't gonna be doing anything fancy, but at least you can walk around unimpeded.
Charles thanks Mesk via speech roll.
[6+1+1]
[Mesk will:4+1]
You use your mouth to thank mesk.
Neither of you ever spoke of it again.
STEPHEN HAWKING continues climbing, and once he gets to a good stopping point, writes out a message to Charles and Mesk that simply says "STEPHEN HAWKING IS ASHAMED OF YOU!"
((Question for PW, does it bother you that STEPHEN HAWKING has full knowledge of everything going on OOC? Or are you ok with it/silently planning around it?))
If it gets too annoying I'll start using it to trick and or injure you.
You make it up to the 15th floor, along with everyone else in team diplomat
((Hey Piecewise, did I post an action or not? I could swear I did... Whatever.))
Go looking for someone who looks like they have authority.
((The Doctor or AM.))
You find the doctor in the infirmary after ignoring steve's orders a good three times now. (Did you just not see those? We update every day ya know.)
"Why did they insist on staying with this badly designed bloated....ack, this may take a bit"
close up the suit familiarize self with the HUD and controls, range of movement etc.
You climb up onto the shoulders of the suit and lower yourself down inside. It's significantly bigger then you, with your arms and legs only reaching out to the elbow and knee respectively. It closes up with a heavy clinking and clanking and displays the outside world through a panoramic set of three screens.
The walking is easy. Tilt your foot to move that foot and the computer handles the hard parts. Hands are a bit harder. The control sticks, which you have to move with your thumbs, only control the elbow joint, unless you keep them held in one direction for a second longer, then the shoulder moves too. It's slow but functional. The hands are three fingered graspers which you control via pulling on controls inside the arm. It feels almost like you've got strings tied to your fingers and the more you pull, the more the responding finger closes. It's odd, but functional, you suppose.
"She's older then the ship, Pre-altered war, even." the guy says, admiringly, "But she's simple and don't break down, not to mention well shielded. Be glad for what you get."
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