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[possidetur]

» WHO? vanessa ives + you
» WHEN? the remainder of may
» WHERE? various decks
» WHAT? vanessa is searching for new rooms (that can't be found)
» WARNINGS? none so far

( a library. it seemed like it would be a sound place to find. something that held information would surely hold information about this place.

vanessa had already learned and been surprised by, what she felt like was a great deal of information about their location but it wasn't detailed, nor did it say how. she was in space, it wasn't 1892 and there were some people that were used to this lifestyle.

she needed more. how were they here, what had happened to the people that were here before, if those screams had been any indication of what had occured. vanessa didn't know where to begin other than searching on each floor. so that was what she did )

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[possidetur]

Do you?

( find it comforting. vanessa couldn't say if she did. having a routine certainly did help make acting daily easier, it gave her a reason to get herself out of bed, but this place did not feel comforting, and she wasn't certain if she wanted to feel comforted )

[warfares]

No, [ he admits, shifting his attention back to the corridor; he thinks briefly of the Finalizer, of how gleaming and sterile the ship was by comparison. ]

For one thing, I'm not entirely convinced of the station's long-term viability given all that I've observed.

[possidetur]

( she wasn't certain what he could mean by that though it concerned her )

What do you mean?

[warfares]

[ He makes a sweeping gesture with one hand. It's an indictment of the overall state of the station as much as the corridor itself; aboard any other vessel this would never have been allowed to stand.

Even the Millenium Falcon had been better maintained. ]

It does not inspire much confidence.

[possidetur]

( she wonders if perhaps someone more familiar with these kinds of corridors, with space and the station itself may find his statement more obvious )

Do you believe it will not remain? That we are in danger?

( when weren't they in danger of something )

[warfares]

Yes.

[ No denial is offered because they both already know the answer. Had stood together, in a corridor not very much different from this one, drawn together by those phantom screams. ]

Though in this case it was more an observation of the station's age and apparent lack of care.

[possidetur]

That sounds like danger to me.

( her voice is hushed, attempting lightness despite the seriousness of the thought. if the station could simply fall apart due to lack of care-- )

Though it makes our task feel more important -- finding our freedom before that occurs.

[warfares]

It won't come to that, [ it's a strange thing, this urge to reassure her.

Not because he sees her as particularly weak (rather the opposite, in fact) but it's something that he can give her. ]

I'll tear every door off its hinges, if needs be.

[possidetur]

( vanessa smiles though there's no cheer to it. she does at least recognise what he's doing )

Then I hope that you're able to.

( with how long they've been walking vanessa feels like they've covered a decent amount of this deck )

Perhaps we should try another floor?

[warfares]

The fifth next, I think.

[ The upper levels get enough foot traffic that it would be difficult for anything to remain hidden long. News would have circulated by now, given how fond everyone is of the network. ]

[possidetur]

My room is on that floor. ( she says it only to add context ) I haven't seen a library yet.

( though a second pair of eyes may find something that she has missed, particularly when the place and time is different to what she may be looking for )

What else do you think they did here? They could read, if we find a library, but aside from any job--

( what would a man do in space for fun? )