ataraxion | A discovery!

[Hello, Tranquility. Have a Combeferre who is obviously fascinated by something or other, by the look of intense concentration on his face as he peers out at the camera. And he’s even managing to focus on his face and not his eyebrows, so there is some progress there at least. And when he begins speaking, well, it’s obvious that SOMETHING has happened.]

Well. Tranquility. It appears that there is more on board here than we would have first imagined. The media libraries in particular, when one really attempts to delve into the ship itself, can be more useful than we’ve seen so far. I’ve come across [He snooped across, let’s be honest.]

A device which projects to my communicator and has allowed me to download

this

[Combeferre is looking into the screen expectantly again, leaning forward a little as he does this.]

I...think this has something to do with the structure of the ship perhaps? A building plan? A schematic perhaps, for engineering? There should be some way for me to send everyone a copy if someone could be of assistance in terms of the programing needed to do that? I am not quite sure WHAT I’ve found here but I would welcome any help in figuring this out.

[text later:

Edit:

With the help of the Communications department, the information should be available to all passengers who would like to have a look.

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It's never as good as you want it to be.

Not always as bad as you think it might be, though.

So then, it may be worthwhile to pursue after all. If it means that we learn more.

Risk or reward. People always get hurt. Just have to decide if you want to possibly be one of them.

[ She shudders. ]

I'll be staying put. The walls like me too much.

The walls...

They like you?

[Combeferre is blinking at this idea. He's had friends get lost in the ship, sure but...that's a new one.]

They tried to kill me.

My...sympathies for that. [The pause is not because he does not believe her. It is because he DOES believe her and is not sure HOW he is meant to respond to that. ]

I...a friend of mine was trapped, not long ago, for weeks, and I believe that the technology here is out to kill me. Your story, well. I start to have some suspicion.

It was before a jump, on my way to medical. They wouldn't let me reach it.

[ She knows, without a doubt, that it either wanted her dead or wanted to warn her to stop prodding. ]

Oh God. They wouldn't let Jehan leave the bellows for quite some time I know.

This place. It starts to worry you.

Only starts? You haven't much then. Not yet.

I HAVE only been here for...Perhaps five jumps now? Four of them? If anything, the kitchens here are working to discredit and distract me more than other things.

It's been quiet.

Don't let it fool you.

I...will do my best with that. Remaining wary does seem like a good idea.

Always. The ship wants blood.

As in literal blood?

[Combeferre's thoughts turn to the schematics that Enjolras found in his locker, for the machine that runs on blood. Are they connected? He's a little horrified with that thought there.]

That...is a bit worrying, I do confess.

[ If it helps, Combeferre, you're talking to a crazy person. Sitting out a jump as an insect that lasts a year for you will do that. ]

It takes what it wants.

[This knowledge would somehow actually be more concerning based on that story, so it is likely a good thing he hasn't gotten the full story.]

I will be careful to guard the things that matter then.

We all lose something, here. But good luck.

Thank you.

And the same for you, really.

A discovery!

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