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    the Crew of the Automaton

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    • by the Crew of the Automaton "Ten minutes? So you already have one for here?" Chaisee asks, tone doing a weird waver that I can't discern the meaning of. "Yes, at least two." I nod. I'm about to open my mouth to explain how LAGOON apartments are even easier than most places due to the mirrored layouts when Rehema's voice cuts me off. "Yilmaz status?" Chaisee twists to look at them, already answering with information on how the discharge paperwork redacts even that so we have nothing to go off of. But I can feel Rehema's…
    • by the Crew of the Automaton "Pumpkins." I answer before I can think otherwise of it. My tongue crackles in the air as the frost starts to thaw with the motion. "I'm partial to papayas as well but I've yet to meet a pumpkin that I don't like." That's… yes, I have a script relating to favored fruits and vegetables. I can work with that, even with what folks expect to follow. "What about yourself?" I am, I find, actually invested in the answer. Knowing the favored foods of an ally is always useful information, even more so when…
    • by the Crew of the Automaton Going to Chaisee's place for dinner is the first thing all day that has actually had a transparent plan of what needs to happen and I grab onto that thought as hard as I can. There's comfort in something finally having a script that I know how to follow, even more so as the pain in my skull inches up another few notches. Step one - get back to a more populated area. This first step is the the most important one as staying in this mostly deserted area is practically begging for another… issue to crop…
    • by the Crew of the Automaton I don't have plans for things like this. Fiends don't roam the halls of the LAGOON. So I wind up wasting valuable time scrambling for an idea beyond throwing myself out of the way of the charge. The only idea that comes to mind is a bad one. It's such a terrible one that Yilmaz would have already jumped to do it if he could. And it's the only thing that comes to mind as I realize that my dodge has meant that the lobster-shaped fiend is now right in front of the doors of the infirmary. I can hear…
    • by the Crew of the Automaton The training decks will fix me. …Wait. I blink and squint at the ceiling above me. There's familiar grey tile patterned with specks of paint from the one disastrous time someone thought the infirmary needed more color and decided to use red. That hadn't gone over well. The infirmary. The infirmary…? Right. How I got here is a looming question mark, but I remember snatches of the fighting once I made it to the training deck. I remember my plan. I exhale and nod, hand straying to the spot where…
    • by the Crew of the Automaton I'd never considered the hiss of my door sliding open to be comforting. Right now though? It's the single most soothing sound I've heard in hours. Taking a close second place is the cold air that blasts from inside of my apartment. Everywhere else is always too warm for me - set somewhere at an average for everyone in this LAGOON - but my apartment is set for my comfort alone. The temperature difference is enough that the initial blast of cold air comes with a visible curl of chill that evaporates…
    • by the Crew of the Automaton 5-1-4786 19:02 Universal Standard Time (UST) Xihga, Ilverth It’s time. There are few things that Gwendolyn enjoys more than watching a plan come together. Fewer as time goes on and things change and shift. And now, right this moment, she’s managed to get all of the pieces in place – and even managed to be prepared for the one that came out of nowhere, though perhaps she’s not quite as emotionally ready for that last one as she’d like to be. Months of work and creeping behind the scenes, and…
    • by the Crew of the Automaton 5-14-478612:14 Universal Standard Time (UST)Block 4, LAGOON 13 In the end, it had never really been a choice at all. Oh it had been phrased like one in the beginning. Those words still echo in Yilmaz’s head – the Duce leaned against his desk and calmly sliding the evidence back to Yilmaz with “Find someone else to blame. I won’t accept this.” Because of course, the culprit had been Riptide. Of course, the culprit had defenses in high places. To think that just days ago Yilmaz had been…
    • by the Crew of the Automaton 9-26-4763 through 3-13-4767 Ebon Chasm Area #5, Sutania After that, they get a new family. New father too, though… not quite. Stick knows what’s really happened. Especially with herself and Leaf. Their father is dead and their mother hasn’t come for them. Hasn’t even responded to the information sent her way, though there was confirmation that she received it. Which means that Stick and Leaf are officially orphans. Stick has overheard the fights between the adults, the ones they have while…
    • by the Crew of the Automaton 7-14-4763 21:17 Universal Standard Time (UST) Ebon Chasm Area #5, Sutania The stars are gone. The lights on the plate that serves as a sky far above their heads are all out. Which makes it impossible to count them as they come on to soothe her little sister to sleep – that peaceful realm where hunger doesn’t dog their steps and smoke and smog don’t slither into their lungs in a grotesque parody of air. Looking up, all she can see is thick and choking smoke – swallowing up every scrap of…
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