[VIDEO | un: hemlock]

[unholey]

[At this point, Audentes has firmly seized control of the bridge. The annoying message about how intruders will be neutralized has finally been turned off. The monsters have been slain and/or befriended. Getting the rest of the ship under control is still a work in progress. Everyone's got shit to do.

Which is what makes this video so odd. The feed flickers to ... well, okay, it's an impressively fancy view out into outer space. It's pretty cool. But it's also literally nothing?]

[This is where Fugo slides in. Or, well. Floats in. He appears from the left side of the frame, looking for all the world as if he's lounging on his side in thin air, propelled by nothing. There are somewhat worrying smears of blood on his labcoat--but other than a split lip and bruised knuckles, Fugo himself appears to be unhurt. It's probably fine. The floating would be weird, if the entire ship weren't currently experiencing a malfunction with its gravity.]

To whoever is on the bridge, fucking around with the ship's settings-- oh, shit. [He ... misjudged how long he had in the frame. Well, bye Fugo. There's an off-camera thump. Some more swearing. And then, after a brief pause, Fugo floats in from the right side of the frame, this time looking slightly more disheveled.] Whatever you did, undo it, zero gravity makes things more difficult for us than them at this point.

[Rather than floating off screen again, he twists in mid-air to a cross-legged position.]

And as long as we're here. I figure we've got the bridge, but where is everyone? How are capture slash containment options going, since we're seizing the ship rather than crashing it? If you got messed up in the fighting, now is probably a good time to connect with one of our healers.

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VIDEO | un: p.parker

[webdesigned]

Ah, man. You okay?

( Peter is currently upside down, but let's be honest. this is absolutely nothing new for him. his hair basically looks like he's upside down 24-7. so this isn't a super big deal. )

I'm near the cafeteria... I think. Kinda hard to tell from up here.

[unholey]

[It is never, ever surprising to see Peter Parker hanging upside down. Zero gravity or Earth standard.]

I'm all in one piece. So: okay, all things considered. [Fugo shrugs. The gesture sends him listing in one direction.] I'm down in the labs. Some jackasses were putting some of their experimental compounds in the air-- figure it's better to make sure there's either none of it left, or get the rest of it locked up where they can't get to it.

[webdesigned]

( it's handy to be sticky in zero gravity. Peter hit the ceiling and basically hasn't left. )

Yeah, good idea. I caught wind of that Optimism juice, let's just say even the harmless sounding ones are better off contained.

( some variety of alien fruit floats past him, and Peter watches it idly before confirming, ) Yup. Cafeteria.

[unholey]

[NOT EVERYBODY GETS COOL SPIDER POWERS, PETER,]

Pfft. [He knows it's not funny, but he's been awake for long enough that it seems morbidly humorous.] Yeah, no, let's make sure nobody else gets exposed to that garbage.

Is the food okay?

[webdesigned]

( TRUST ME FUGO ?? ? THATS A GOOD THING? ?? ? ? ??

it was kind of funny, Fugo. he was like a charming, agreeable puppy, if you ignore the part where he was throwing around liquid explosive. )

Well, its floating a little. And there are a weird amount of fish sticks in here. Otherwise, things seem okay. I think this can handle floating more than the stuff in the labs, you need any help over there?

[unholey]

Well, that's a relief. Gotta say, I'm over the missions where we don't have reliable food sources. [He wrinkles his nose.] Even if the source happens to be... fish sticks.

[Ugh, gross. Who can actually eat processed wedges of fish??? It's food, but only technically. Keep it away from him, please and thanks.]

Given that I haven't found anything on fire yet, I think some of the more volatile workareas must have some sort of failsafe. But, yeah, I could use help making sure Zymandis can't get at their nasty little experiments anymore.

[webdesigned]

( Peter hasn't eaten any of them, either. not because he thinks fish shouldn't be put into a stick format, mostly because he just hasn't managed to even attempt to eat meat in months.

anyway... )

Okay, I'll head your way. Fish stick wrangler won't look as impressive on my resume.

TXT.

[trueborn]

Nevermind where I'm located, are you secure where you are?

[ can't video effectively, which means text time. ]

[unholey]

I'll nevermind it temporarily, but I'd prefer an update at some point. For the record.

Secure-ish. I'm in the labs, making sure there aren't any more nasty surprises. I think most of the people working here have scattered to other parts of the ship.

[trueborn]

Of course. I'll be sure to let you know, once I do.

[ someone's stuck in the walls, i bet ]

I could try to make my way to you, if you need help. Did someone hit you?

[unholey]

What the hell do you think happened? Yeah, someone hit me. I hit him back. That sort of shit happens when you stage a coup. It's not even remotely serious, so don't even start.

If you're not in the middle of something more important, sure, I'd appreciate a second pair of eyes.

[trueborn]

The way you're floating around, I wouldn't have put it past you to have simply collided with something.

[ meangirllaugh.wav ]

Nothing could be more important in this moment than assisting you. Let me find my way from this


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it's a vent, i think

[unholey]

You have no proof I've collided with anything. [Fugo, there is literal video evidence of this happening.] I am in complete control of the situation.

Anyway. Three things.

1. Save the charm for someone who might actually care. Like the creeps who think destroying universes is the solution to the problem of entropy.

2. What ... are you doing in a vent?

3. How do you not know where you are???

voice; un: merchling

[wyvil]

[There's no video from Wylan. He'd rather Fugo didn't see him in his current state of confusion (and very awkward floating through the lab he was still investigating), though he can't quite hide the hint of near panic in his voice.]

Are you still in the labs? I shouldn't be too far from you...

[unholey]

[Come on, Wylan. Be a cool guy. Record yourself in a dumb pose off-screen crashing into a wall. It's fine. There's nothing awkward about this whatsoever.]

Yeah, I am. Figured we shouldn't just leave whatever nastiness they were working on lying-slash-floating about. [There's a pause in his message, and then--] Do you need some help?

[wyvil]

[He will be a cool guy by doing the exact opposite of that. He needs no video evidence of his failure to navigate zero gravity.]

I'm fine, but you look like you could use some help containing those. Have any of the solutions near you been released?

[unholey]

I haven't seen any yet, but I haven't had a chance to completely canvass the area. They were definitely circulating during the takeover.

What about you? Any contaminated areas?

[wyvil]

I have it under control? [Wylan is far from convincing with his answering a question with another question. In his defense, he might be more convincing if he wasn't surrounded by dozens of possibly dangerous, definitely bothersome vials of mysterious substances floating through the lab space.]</small.

[unholey]

[That questioning note at the end of the sentence is not exactly filling him with confidence here, Wylan...]

I'll float on over. Can you give me directions?

voice: swan

[sheriffing]

[ she's not floating, you're floating.]

I'm near the labs, need any help?

[unholey]

[We're all floating here, Emma, you're not fooling anyone!!]

I wouldn't turn down another set of hands, no. Having a dedicated team of people locking this shit down. The last thing we need is a bunch of hysterical stragglers to deal with.

[sheriffing]

[ ugh, don't remind her. this is the worst.]

Works for me. You're not injured, are you?

[the only thing hurting Emma right now is a few sudden movements into objects she would have been able to avoid if she was on solid ground.]

[unholey]

[Emma won't be able to see it since they've switched to voice, but Fugo squints down at his hands. Oh, right. That.]

Technically speaking, yes. But it's nothing major; just some bruises and cuts. I've gone further on worse.

[sheriffing]

[ that's the point, he won't be able to see her stumbling into things. fun.]

Bruises and cuts or "I'm gonna call them bruises and cuts but they're actually serious injuries" ?

[unholey]

Do you really think I'd be fucking around in zero gravity if I was seriously injured?

[For once: he's actually not downplaying how hurt he is. He's mostly fine, just a little banged up.]

Save it for the people who are actually seriously injured. I'll make sure they're clean and wrapped up until things calm down.