[just another PSA from the captain who's still in Engineering at ass o'clock at night]

The doors to the cabins have been unlocked.

We ask that nobody leave the Oxygen Garden until security can verify that the Passenger Quarters are safe.

The power's still out, as I'm sure you can all tell. Updates will come as we have them.

Kirk out.

[ The video feed starts off with Eames attempting to focus the camera on one of the rooms without any assigned occupants. On the door is the same mask attached as everywhere else that doesn't have a more customized ones. He's trying to nudge his free hand under the chin of it to pry the mask off, but it's not much of a fruitful attempt, considering. ]

Someone must have access to Engineering's superglue. [ Giving up, he steps back, panning the camera past Brendan and down the hall where similar masks adorn many of the doors on the fourth floor. ] And been very, very bored. Did anyone else manage to get a close look at the manticores a few months back? [ The camera returns to the mask where Eames follows one of the gouges along what would be the eyes. ] Bit of a cruel joke, isn't it?

Knowing this ship? [ Brendan's speaking up from his spot on the floor--crouching, hands clasped by his wrists, staring intently. Anyone who's seen him around knows it's his default any time he's thinking, and after a small pause he speaks again. ]

Any cat wandering the halls during the blue goo showdown that lasted enough to get to those things can see the similarity, no matter the burg you're from. [ and his head jerks up ever-so-slightly, making eye contact with Eames. ] Didn't someone say they were human, once?

That would have been SCI through DNA sequencing, yeah. Well, that's great - a very pointed craft project, Tranquility, thank you. [ The camera swings downward toward their feet and Brendan's knee in his crouching position as he drops his hand, but just before the feed ends Eames muses: ] I think I much preferred the maze...

[oh boy, this guy!! psyche, nobody cares. the man who's been introducing himself as Rudy Cooper is currently wearing a lab coat, looking slightly off-put (???) and standing in what some viewers may recognize as the poorly-lit morgue. any of that stuff in the previous sentence except that last bit isn't exactly immediately evident, however, because the camera only picks up a few seconds of his face and the white of his stupid coat before he deftly turns it around to face the rest of the room.]

In case you're wondering -- and I'm pretty sure nobody was -- our extreme home makeover doesn't end in the halls. [the camera pans right, stopping on one of the empty cell doors that Aidan's post recently highlighted! there is most definitely a mask on it, and that should be identifiable to pretty much anyone on the network.] You know, in the spirit of full disclosure. It's just as permanent here as anywhere else, for the record -- believe me, I've tried.

[a beat.]

That's about it on this end. Any ideas?

[ At exactly midnight—(not that there is a midnight, in space)—there's a ship-wide sonorous whirr, as if a gigantic switch has been flipped. All power has simultaneously flooded back on, lights flickering to life, from red to white. Passengers will find themselves feeling progressively heavier as the gravity increases. It's already a little warmer.

Almost immediately after the change, Resnik's voice chimes in over the PA system. She sounds exhausted, not to mention frustrated; it's not something you might expect to hear from a bearer of otherwise very good news, but then again, she hasn't slept in a few days. In the background, you can just make out a familiar mechanical humming noise—with a slight echo, as if she's up several stories. ]

Power's been restored. It wasn't us. We still don't know what caused the problem, but we'll [ I'll ] keep looking. Temperatures should normalize within the hour.

Crew, especially engineers: good work. I'll be making department rounds in about twenty minutes.

[ There's a pause, in which Resnik debates mentioning anything at all—but it's better to err on the side of caution, isn't it. There's always something. ]

I've been informed of the abnormalities in the passenger quarters.

Use your common sense.

[ In other words: don't be morons.

Resnik outtie. ]