H-Hello, it's Kurt. Is everyone--well, all right? As all right as possible, I mean. I'm just checking in, in case that--that fog comes back again, or something.

I realize it's probably a technical issue, but you can't blame me for thinking it might be something a little more...well, bizarre. This ship is sort of famous for that kind of thing.

[ Locked to Team Jailbait; 60% unhackable ------ ]

So I think it's about time we do what Hayley suggested. I mean-- Maybe not now, but we should at least get together and make sure we're all in one piece. I don't want anyone wandering off on their own.

I'm worried about all of you.

[ooc; Filter includes everybody who's sort of in the circle now, including newbies! Also Quinn, you can assume Kurt contacted you first.]

[ he's outside of the Oxygen Gardens which means the lighting is pretty awful but not as bad as the rest of the ship because he's in the first hallway away from it. he wanted to get out of the center of all the noise. mostly, what's coming into view is what he's wearing. his jumpsuit zipped just above his breastplate and a terribly bright orange t-shirt under said suit. but thanks Jon Snow, he took your advice to heart straight from the network without saying anything. layer up. no way no how was he leaving anything he might need in his bedroom; his greaves are on his legs too.

and then his hand where he's lopsidedly angling the camera (whoops), waiting for the screen to load up and soothing Mrs. O'Leary at his side, hand at the scruff of her neck, scratching and petting. ]

Some of you know me but a lot of you don't. I'm Percy, and for anyone who missed it: [ he pans the camera off of him and steps back, and back and back and back. until his hellhound that's relatively the size of their presumed only living dinosaur on board is completely in view. ] This is Mrs. O'Leary.

Now you're probably thinking, sure, that's great but we're in the middle of an emergency so take your hellhound and sit down. But I do have a point. [ and that's when he takes the comm back and flips it over, where he can stare it down. ] Being what she is, she has a way of getting in and out of the cabins - or any room - without using the doors. She doesn't need them. That said, I want to offer our help.

[ she nudges his elbow, looms at his side and almost makes him drop the comm in her eagerness to smell it. ] Easy, girl.

We're willing to retrieve anyone trapped in their rooms for as long as she's able and anything we can find while we're there that looks like it'd help keep the rest of you warm. Everything else you might need isn't going anywhere if the door's sealed up tight, so it can wait.

And just in case anyone goes there, I'm not sitting tight and staying out of it. That's not even near the table.

[ She's been in the shuttle bay since before this started, but she hasn't left yet. She can sleep in the shuttles when she needs to, can send someone out or request supplies, because if they have to leave then they need to be ready. But there's something else making her scowl, tension and worry etched into her face along with anger. ]

Each department is locked down, isn't it? Because we're missing some supplies that were here yesterday, and it would have been pretty damn obvious if someone was carrying a broken repair bike out of here -- but I didn't see anything. They took some of the ripped space suits, too. Security, keep an eye out.

[ One hand thumbs the hilt of her knife, but then it drops to her side. ]

Check your departments, all of you. I know there are now unlocked drawers in the morgue, but look and see if supplies are missing. I'd like to assume it's just people hoarding, but it doesn't make sense.

On another note, if someone could run supplies to the people still working in their departments, I'm sure we'd all be grateful. [ Pause. ] And if someone could grab Jones and my bottle of slugs out of my room, however people are doing that, I'd appreciate it.

[ locked to the flight crew ]
If we need to bail, we're going to have people trying to take non-essential items with. Everyone ready, if it comes to that?

Sulu, what's the status in engineering?

[ locked to haymitch, katniss, brienne ]
If you want to come down here, I'll let you in. It's probably less crowded than the oxygen gardens and if shit is going to continue to go missing, we could use the extra pairs of eyes.

[ locked to riddick even though he's probably like three feet away ]
How are your eyes in the red light?

[Luke can be seen kneeling down by his room door. He has his hands set on both sides. His eyes were closed tightly as if he were concentrating on something. It looks as though he's feeling around the door and muttering something under his breath. It's too quiet to hear but his lips are moving.

It's clear that he doesn't know the camera is on him. Recording him as he tries to feel out the lock of his room. He wants back in. Damn. Why couldn't he just feel out all the gears like he always did. There might be a sweat starting to break.]

Gods damn.. [He takes in a deep breath and drops his hands to his sides.] Guess I'm stuck homeless for now.

[Don't worry people he's used to it. Being homeless that is.]

[The voice sounds slightly echoy, like he's inside a small area - it's probably because he is, rooting through the vents and whatnot.]

Hey crew, this is Clarke.

If you haven't seen any of the Engineering crew in the last couple days, it's because we're still rooting around trying to solve the current problem. We're working on isolating the cause still - there's a lot to go through - but we're starting to miss some equipment too. I'm counting at least one hand-saw, a few sets of cutting pliers, two impact tools, and a couple of welding tools. You see anyone with those, security, let me know - it might be a scavenger's paradise down here, but we need to keep the tools in one place.

That said, I'd like to remind everyone while we're in emergency power not to panic. We're not going to die, the ship has a lot of reserve power that give us more than enough time to isolate the issue. It may be fairly chilly, but everything's stabilized and it's just a matter of finding the issue so we can get everything back online.

That said keep an eye out, seems like things are getting a little odd around here again. Stick to groups or pairs, and keep an eye on the vents.


Clarke out.

I may not be familiar to most of you, but trust me on this. If you need a guide anywhere and you feel like you're not gonna be safe, I'll help. Locked out of my room like everybody else, but I've had my fair share of survival training. If you feel like you're in danger, tell someone, stay in groups, and don't waste supplies.

Anybody on security got a second? I have a question.

[Encrypted to Clint, Tony, Bucky, Francis, and Bela]

Scale of one to ten, how screwed are you?

[Francis intends on making this short and sweet, because time is of the essence if this is anything like any other emergency situation he's ever been in]

Avengers - whether you're mine or not - you're needed. I want my team to meet by the oxygen gardens. If you think you can help keep the peace, feel free to join in.

And if anyone can get me in contact with Tyke, I'd appreciate it. Got a question for her.

Anyone not safe in their rooms who needs help, let me know. I'll come escort you myself.

Azari, when you get here, we need to talk.


[ooc; totally open to action spamming for those who would like to patrol/etc]

If anybody needs- Help. [huff. okay. let's try that again. he can do this.]

I can get in to the rooms here and back out again with...people. Or items. Or anything, really. If it's something important, I can get in to your rooms for you. You just- Just have to ask, and...

[he looks around, the red lights alone still more than enough to set him on edge]

Everybody is going to the gardens. It's...it's better if everybody stays together.

I can- Bring you things, and then I can go and check the hallways, and that means none of you have to be anywhere near me so I can't- So you're safer.

[there's a long bout of silence here as he stares off at something in the distance. he's making sure that the rooms closest to him are empty.]

Uh- [okay. focus.] Takeshi? If- If you can hear this, remember...what I told you. Remember you can call me if you need to. I'm listening specially.

And for you, Seraphim.

[and with that done, he's off to move a pair of mattresses. look, he wants those two to have somewhere comfortable to rest :|]


ooc; okay, so, I'm doing this here instead of hitting up people's posts cause I have no idea who has plans already for breaking out. so if you want a way out via angel express, just hit this up or pm/pp me a link or something :|b

Well isn't this just peachy.

Of course the creepy ship in the middle of nowhere, in an unknown galaxy, would lose major power and go into standby. Why wouldn't it? It's not like there's a whole crew of people aboard who could possibly help out with anything at all.

I don't know about the rest of the so called scientists on this ship, but if either of those who are in charge were smart enough to let me take a look at the engines, we would not have been in this mess for two straight days, and going onto a third.