@all (from @r.asuka)

[luciformis]

[ On the morning of the 15th, there is a network-wide ping issued approximately twenty-three minutes after the roster is released to the public. ]

Hello.

As I'm certain you all are aware, a roster has been sent to each of our devices. Given that this is yet another item on a growing list to be examined by us all, I believe it's important for each of us to come together to discuss any possible concerns or ideas that may require teamwork.

@PALPATINE and I earlier discussed the possibility of a non-compulsory meeting to sort through these issues. We agreed it would be in our best interests.

If you're inclined, please come to the Mess Hall at 19:00 in three day's time.

[ ooc: so! this will be broken down into sub-headings as discussed on the ooc plot post and utilized as a kind of "catch-all." if you think anything needs to be added at any time, please feel free to contact me through pm, at rasasvada, or on disco at morning star#3715. or, you know, add it yourself! i don't mind.

noticeably, this is self-directed! if you character wants to speak or make a point to everyone, feel free to do so. no one is policing how this goes or making introductory comments or whatever else. open floor, y'all. ]

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[tumang]

Doors. We need to get through to Ops, and to Engineering. It can give us answers as to why we're here. And every time we try to get anything done, everyone ends up feeling all weird and like they need a nap. An explosion - a controlled one, a precise one just exactly where we need it to be to pop a door open might do the trick.

[ He shrugs. ]

At least, it's worth a shot.

[veristitalian]

I don't have enough stormlight to take down a door, no.

[She says, letting a breath out.]

If it had conventional hinges, perhaps, but not as they are here. Not sliding down with a full connection from edge to edge.

[tumang]

It could be worth trying to shortcut a door panel. Maybe we could force one open if we disabled the electronics. I've managed to get airlocks and hatches open by short-cutting them, but not the other doors.

[ He pauses, looking up, thinking for a moment. ]

How big can you go?

[veristitalian]

It doesn't work the way you're thinking.

[She amends, shaking her head.]

I don't cause the explosion. I soulcast the materials, and those cause it. Soulcasting is taking a substance, and using stormlight to transform- right now I could take a glass of water, and turn the contents into a rock the size of my fist. Or, getting through a panel earlier, I turned key connecting pieces of the metal itself into blood. Oil and fire are both possible.

[tumang]

What did that do? Turning the metal into blood, I mean?

[ She doesn't know what electricity is, and yet here she is, turning metal to blood. It's a miracle the station hasn't been vented yet. ]

[veristitalian]

I did the edges of the pieces I wanted to remove. It weakened the panel enough that I could take it down by force, and get into the wall, and access to the tubing there.

[More wires, though she hasn't put that together, absent information about insulation.]

But it took everything I had to do a space two hands across, and that was working with some of the natural features and ridges of the wall panels. It also did activate the station's defence mechanism.

[tumang]

The station's defense mechanism?

[ What does that one even mean? He hadn't heard a single alarm being triggered since arriving here. He'd opened panels and hatches - which required more effort than it would have had on the Roci, but still.

So, a defense mechanism. Did she actually pull out something harmful? ]

[veristitalian]

If you rip into the walls with intent to do damage, you begin to feel faint.

I initially attributed it to the voices we were hearing- you can speak to a rash of people who would hear someone calling for help, chase the sound of their screams, then tear into a wall to rescue them and begin to feel suddenly weak. The two things followed so quickly one after the other that we didn't initially differentiate them.

I returned to an open panel a few days after it happened to me, reached in, and began tearing. I didn't get the chance to do any harm before Frank Castiglione had to keep me from cracking my skull open on the deck.

[And to her credit, she at least sounds rueful.]

I hadn't heard about explosive decompression yet.

[tumang]

Maybe, don't have the intent to do damage?

[ Doing damage isn't what he wants to do. He wants to bypass and cheat the system, sure, but without permanently damaging anything - it wouldn't help in the long-run, which he's starting to feel they are definitely in for.

He huffs a noise of annoyance at her words. ]

You can't just go around trying to break shit down. Everything is connected to each other, on a place like this. You could tear into a panel and start a cascade.

[ At least, she does sound like she realizes the mistake. ]

Doesn't matter now anyway. What you can do, it could be useful, just as long as we use your skills wisely.

[ Not exactly his strong suit, but he can try. ]

[veristitalian]

I do agree with you, but I'm also glad we know the station can do this to us.

[Slightly overhasty experimentation aside, she'd definitely learned something.]

It's a useful data point, plotting out the shape of the influence this place has.

[Perhaps it's just because she's suspicious of space travel in general, but Jasnah is not predisposed to trust anything.]

[tumang]

If you're interested in learning what you can do and what you can tinker with, by the way, I can teach you some.

[ It is his job, after all, to tinker with places like this one. ]

[veristitalian]

Yes, please.

[She says, immediately. She wants to know more, extremely badly.]

I won't teach you about stormlight, because it'd be of no use to you whatsoever.

[tumang]

[ Amos shrugs in answer. ]

Okay.