WELCOME TO A SHITTY JAMJAR-ESQUE PSL STARTER

[uzuki]

Good morning! Have a shrill alarm followed by an almost robotic voice on repeat. "If you have seen the pilot of Omega Res Novae..." "Security Breach. Please enter the administrator passcode at a designated command terminal." is the bland phrase that is being repeated at 60 second intervals.

Sure, you're probably confused. After all, you've somehow been deposited in a sterile metal room, in an (albeit comfortable) completely plain bunk. But, there's little time to get your bearings. That alarm will probably drive you insane before long, and it isn't likely that you'll stop it on your own. It should compel you toward the door, which opens automatically into a metal hallway. On one side there are numbered doors identical to the one you've just exited. On the other? Windows! Because some benevolent creator wanted to let you immediately see that you are stuck on an archaic space station.

There is a metal ring (where you currently are), surrounding a clear dome that is accessible by two large corridors. There seems to be greenery inside of the dome. Not, that it matters, since those access points seem kind of far.

On the bright side though, there is a hangar somewhere along the ring! And it has one of those handy command terminals right outside of it too.

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[pellegri]

She does notice. Of course, it's not every day someone gets some strange old technology embedded in them and doesn't get it removed.

"Problems?" She asks, biting back normally acerbic tone slightly. She does care, at least a little.

[misplacedxsheath]

"Not precisely. I'd been concerned at first that my presence here was the fault of the same people who forced this device on me, but given its inactivity, that seems unlikely."

His finger sparks against the device, his own signature purple electricity flying uselessly off of it.

"The problem now, aside from the fact that I can't be fully rid of it under these circumstances, is that it removes my primary suspect for the cause of our situation."

[pellegri]

"If that's the sort of thing they do, then I am not sure I consider removing them from suspicion a problem."

She'll keep her skin intact from now on, thanks.

"I could think of one who would do this, but... I don't know. It doesn't seem exactly like what he would do. He has a twisted sense of humor that he employs to ruin the lives of others."

[misplacedxsheath]

"I can think of multiple people who fit that description. Including those I initially suspected...but this is too simplistic for any of them. A grating alarm might wear upon our patience, but none of them would go to so much trouble simply for that."

[pellegri]

"Yes... It seems our situations haven't been dissimilar, in that regard. I might be willing to hear this grating sound forever if it meant never crossing paths with Krelian again."

Maybe that's an exaggeration... But then again, the situation that she'd left behind by being brought to this station was one of the closest things to a nightmare she could imagine.

[misplacedxsheath]

That name isn't familiar, and this whole thing makes him wonder if he's not the only one who's been subjected to things that should be impossible. He notes it as something to ask about later...once he's figured out just why Pellegri seems to distrust him so much now.

"Personally, I'd rather Twiright over this. Despite his nature and duplicity, he can at least be prompted to usefulness if it's to his benefit as well."

[pellegri]

Aside from the usefulness part, their situations were sounding more and more comparable. She would have to ask him to expound when they gained some semblance of control over the situation. For now Margulis gets a sympathetic nod.

And as luck would have it, the corridor widens just before it ends at the security controls. The screen is flashing under the lockdown.

"Well, we found this. Unfortunately, hacking is not my forte."

There is a perfectly ordinary looking door next to the panel. It has a half-circle window, so maybe she can just go peek through that.

[misplacedxsheath]

"It's never been a particular area of expertise for me, either..."

They both know which of their old group was best with computers. But even if Margulis didn't suspect Jin would find him deserving of this fate, it seems to be just the two of them here so far.

"If these rooms originally housed the staff for this place, one of them might contain something useful in shutting off this system. The fact that it's still active at all does suggest that the station's occupants left in somewhat of a hurry...but searching each of them would take quite a while, even with Chhaya."

[pellegri]

"What other choice do we have? Unless we melt the components and see if that ends the cacophony."

She smirks, only half joking. If all else fails, use force, right?