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legionworld2016-01-21 12:24 am
letsgolegion) wrote in legionworld2016-01-21 12:24 am
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Whistling in the Dark - Mod Plot [Log Post]
Who| Everyone who signed up!
What| Whistling in the Dark Plot. The gang has to deal with threats around Legion World and the possessed
Where| Everywhere!
When| After Ferro's post on the network
Warnings/Notes| N/A
Everywhere around the ship things start to fall apart. Aside from the juddering as it shakes, lights start turning off, life support starts failing, the artificial gravity starts malfunctioning, and strange bursts of energy from the ship's engine causes electronics to stop working. And that's not all: it seems like every possible system that could be acting up is acting up.
In short, Legion World is a mess. And all they know so far is that some of the support staff may be responsible and that they're also possibly possessed by some kind of alien infestation that occasionally makes their eyes flash black.
It's time to get answers -- something that will be difficult with all the threats they're facing on the ship. Not only do the Legionnaires have to survive, the support staff will occasionally need rescue, too.
With the rate that systems are failing, the odds are not in their favor, especially since these malfunctions caused the escape pods to automatically launch without any crew in them. They'll have to work fast to stop the threat before everyone on Legion World dies.
What| Whistling in the Dark Plot. The gang has to deal with threats around Legion World and the possessed
Where| Everywhere!
When| After Ferro's post on the network
Warnings/Notes| N/A
Everywhere around the ship things start to fall apart. Aside from the juddering as it shakes, lights start turning off, life support starts failing, the artificial gravity starts malfunctioning, and strange bursts of energy from the ship's engine causes electronics to stop working. And that's not all: it seems like every possible system that could be acting up is acting up.
In short, Legion World is a mess. And all they know so far is that some of the support staff may be responsible and that they're also possibly possessed by some kind of alien infestation that occasionally makes their eyes flash black.
It's time to get answers -- something that will be difficult with all the threats they're facing on the ship. Not only do the Legionnaires have to survive, the support staff will occasionally need rescue, too.
With the rate that systems are failing, the odds are not in their favor, especially since these malfunctions caused the escape pods to automatically launch without any crew in them. They'll have to work fast to stop the threat before everyone on Legion World dies.
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That was right about when gravity decided to reassert itself. Another grinding noise, and they were suddenly falling downwards. Thankfully, Toothless and Hiccup had tons of experience with freefall, so it was only a few floors before they were able to pull out of it.
"Okay, now we go to Enviromental Control. No more delays, full speed ahead, bud." Toothless flew, not the awkward swimming of before, but the full speed of a mature Night Fury that didn't particularly care about its passengers' comfort levels at this point.
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As lovely as that whole experience had been, the young king wasted no time in sliding off Toothless's back the moment they landed on their target floor.
"Well," he said with a frown just bordering on a pout, running fingers through his hair to put himself back together. "That was...something."
He did love things interesting, and he certainly didn't mind things dangerous and risky. But if it involved putting his life so entirely in the hands of strangers, even the most novel thrills lost their charm.
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"So, someone has to be in this general area. Main control room's probably our best bet, but they could be anywhere. If what little I've learned about how things work here meshes with what I already knew about electricity, it'd be like attacking an aqueduct. You can damage the reservoir, or you can attack the conduits leading from it," he said, gesturing to the various wires and ducts, "only instead of water, it's electricity and information."
It was...mostly wild speculation, but speculation Hiccup felt good about.
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He honestly didn't mean to sound dismissive. On any other occasion, he'd have been happy to listen and try to understand all this new technology. But he was distracted at the moment, alert for any signs of movement or distant sounds. Learning could come later, when they weren't in danger of horrible space death.
As if prompted by that thought, there was a sparking sound like something short-circuiting, and one after another the lights down the hallway went out in a wave, pitching them into darkness.
"Ah," was Saralegui's only response, mild surprise from somewhere beside Hiccupt.
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"Toothless, bud? You mind shedding a little light on the situation?"
In a way that was somewhat more literal than the usual use of the phrase, Toothless did as requested. Mouth and spine lit up, casting everything nearby in an unearthly blue light.
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"Where to, then?" He spared Hiccup and the dragon only a brief glance to see if they were still coming before starting off down the hall, that blue glow apparently more than enough for him to move confidently forward.
Random Threat -- Life Support Failure/Lockdown! (Does this work for you guys?)
There is also a pungent smell that fills the hall as the cold causes an important gas piping system to go brittle and snap, and run-off gas from the oxygen recyclers -- mostly carbon dioxide -- starts to fill the twisting hallway. Before long, they'll all start to feel their lungs struggling for air, the sensation even worse because of the biting cold.
Most of the bulkhead doors are massive and unbearably strong, meant to resist incredible forces breaking through them -- something that even a metallokinetic and a plasma-spitting dragon might find impossible to bust through. But there is one that didn't seal properly, that's visibly thinner and clearly meant to be a simple door rather than an important seal for the section. That one can potentially be broken to allow them to escape the rapidly worsening conditions.
If they can find it in the dark.
Between the cold and the carbon dioxide, there are only minutes on the clock. Tick-tock.
Re: Random Threat -- Life Support Failure/Lockdown! (Does this work for you guys?)
"They're not gonna budge. We," Hiccup tried to take a breath, getting less air than he really needed, "need to *gasp* find another way out."
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"Shouldn't this be what you're good for?" he snapped, sweetness vanished for the moment in his panic. And immediately he regretted wasting the breath on it, gasping shallowly with the air seeming even thinner than moment before. Leaving Hiccup with Toothless straining at one of the bulkheads, Saralegui ran ahead, picking out the doors in the dark and trying one after the other. All were thick and heavy and without any mechanism he could figure out to open them.
One, however, looked different even as he approached it. Still nothing like a handle to open it with, but it looked less imposingly sturdy, and when he smacked at it it rang through the hall with the sort of hollow gonging of a thinner metal.
"Leave that! T-try this one!" he called back, hitting it again for emphasis.
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"That...that should work."
Normally, he'd give Toothless the honors, and have the dragon blow the door apart with a plasma blast. But he felt like he needed to do this for himself, especially after his failure with the blast doors.
He reached out with his mind, and focused. The metal started to twist, bend, and with a grunt of effort he finally rent the doors apart. Air rushed into the room, and Hiccup took a deep breath of relief.
"Well, that was fun. Let's never do it again. ever."
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"Wait," he said, pausing just inside the doorway, voice suddenly low. "Do you hear that?"
It might have been some other piece of machinery malfunctioning or something. But he could swear it had sounded like distant footsteps up ahead.
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The Night Fury sniffed at the air, and made soft low growl.
"Guess that answers that question. There's definitely somebody up there."
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He frowned, but glanced back to Hiccup and his hound of a dragon. "Well? No use in staying here," he said, and forged onward down the dark hall.
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He and Toothless followed after, keeping alert for any sudden noises.
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Moving forward, they could just see the shape of a person stumbling about, just a shadow in the darkness. The movements certainly seemed unnatural, but more like a person still learning to use their own legs than someone blind in the dark. As they came closer, soft muttering became just barely audible.
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"It occurs to me that we didn't actually work out what we were going to do once we got this far."
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He missed his bodyguard. It was nice, having someone he could trust to watch his back and follow his orders without question.
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The Lux took this moment to finally notice the trio's presence. Specifically the light coming from Toothless. It wasn't enough to drive it out of its host, but it was enough to set off its addled primitive instincts.
"NO. MORE. POISON."
"-but I think we can hold off on the explanations."
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It was always harder to notice in the light, unless one was looking directly at his eyes, but in the dark there was no hiding the glow that seeped into them. An eerie blue not far from Toothless' bioluminescence, it overtook the gold of his eyes and cast a faint light in the darkness, just enough to illuminate the Lux freezing in place.
His temporary companions forgotten for the moment, Saralegui focused intense on the Lux, wearing an unsettling smile even while speaking in a soothing tone as if to a spooked animal.
"Enough, now. Why don't you tell us what exactly you're after here? How many of you are there?"
This much, however, didn't seem to have so clear an effect on the thing before them. The Lux didn't respond in any helpful way. It trembled, like one not enthralled enough, and made a gurgling sort of moan in lieu of actual words. Saralegui's smile slipped away all too quickly and he pressed even harder with his will -- the words of the commands didn't really matter that much, as it was all about the intent, but it didn't seem to be registering the way the initial order to stop had.
The feeling of the Lux's consciousness fighting against his own was almost reminiscient of his attempts at working his magic on animals when he was younger. Not exactly the same, because it appeared to understand his intent at least somewhat, but the sense of foreignness, that inhuman mind, remained. The Lux remained frozen where it was, but it writhed under Saralegui's control as much as it tried to away from the soft light sources.
"Hn." He sounded mildly irritated with that bit of failure, but bit down on any great display of it. "It's too unlike a human for anything precise." His eyes never left the Lux, pinning it in place, but his tone and the way he turned his face back just slightly implied he was back to speaking to Hiccup. "What to do with it, then?"
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"Hey, you! Bipeds!" Gates still hadn't memorized all their names yet. "Take this!"
He chucked the flask at Hiccup. He didn't have much time to get all of them handed out.
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"-it with. Ow. Guess this solves the problem." He said, rubbing his face. Picking up the flask, he flicked his blade alight, and brought it as close as he safely could to the worker's face. The Lux fled from the staff member, at Hiccup use the flask to vacuum it up.