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[puppydogeyes]

[Timed an hour or so after Resnik's announcement. Most people should be asleep still, Taylor hopes, but it'd only take a few people jumping the gun before they had a chaotic mess. They'd managed to avoid anything like that so far, they didn't need it happening at the resolution of this situation.]

Passenger decks are secure.
Power has been restored + lockdown lifted.
People are free to return to their rooms.
Orderly + calm.

Request assistance restoring O2 gardens to prior condition.
Supplies need to be returned to original departments.
Don't just leave your shit for agriculture to clear up.
O2 gardens keep us all alive.

[And one last part, added after a moment of reluctance.]

Advise caution re: masks.
No apparent threat or danger detected.
But we've got no fucking idea where they came from.
All know how this shit goes by now.

Comments

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[unparental]

See, now you've jinxed us and have to come to the next one.

[ baby steps, tyke. someday it will feel okay, honest. ]

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[puppydogeyes]

You can just send a SEC alert.

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[unparental]

Can I send one just in CASE disaster strikes?

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[puppydogeyes]

To inform us of a potentially volatile or hazardous situation, yes.

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[unparental]

What if I think I see a mouse?

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[puppydogeyes]

[Dammit Jenna don't make her laugh.]

Think you should tell SCI if that happens.
Not SEC.

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[unparental]

Mouse with a hand grenade?

[ sorry tyke, she's on mouse related party crises until you crack a (text) smile. ]

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[puppydogeyes]

Intelligent + paws big enough to use it = definitely SCI.

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[unparental]

What if I think I see a vague and non-specific yet really urgent potential security risk?

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[puppydogeyes]

Do an open video message screaming unintelligibly.
Seems to work.

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[unparental]

...okay, that was actually hilarious and catty.

Well done, Tyke. In the literal sense.