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No Man's Land - Farmstead Not much time for inspiring words now. Yamog was fully enthralled in the act of marshalling her regiments of pike and shot zealots forward. No time to wait for the heavier wagons, no way of stopping the constant tide of grotesque crawling monsters- The best they could...

Support the idea generally. Though the logic of "just using ST" in this thread does raise a question. Why *do* Yamatai have escape pods and carry emergency supplies and whatnot, if they'd be fine with just backing up?... After all this time, still feel like we are stuck with the low hanging...

YSS Yukika II NS-X5-1212 The helmswoman was of course already at their post, hands braced to the console, with back upright. Rigid and predatory, like an inari statue. Real world concerns, such as receiving crew awareness, and avoiding the distractions of cyberspace, had until now stopped them...

Medical Bay Since Nikicon already had ointment applied, that really just left bandages. On other ships they probably had some kind of high tech nanomachine solution, but thankfully for the rabbit's hair, the Sobek was still using old fashioned gauze and fabric. The skin might look ugly for a...

Medical Bay Finding their assigned task gazumped by some unfamiliar human, Holgi felt like the writing was on the wall, given that the captain already said this ‘Dr.Shinji’ might stick around. Instead of redeeming what Nikicon felt about Silanbar, they were relegated to nurse duties, such as...

It was fortunate that their method of speech didn’t completely rely on noise, as the whistle of wind through the giant hole in the front window was really quite loud. Igniy had apparently left the rear ramp open on purpose, because the cabin would have turned into a miniature sandstorm even at...

The faint lingering pheromones of Igniy’s presence first led to a low brick wall with disarranged metal containers of garbage, then around the side of the complex and under the framework of some massive, metallic drums on rigid stilts. They were odorless, maybe containing liquid? Dusk was...

Eastern Flank Yamog had intended to accompany Joanna and Charlotte- They were in a scout mech after all- But their progress was impeded by the gathering swarm of space bugs, and an overwhelming fear of tripping over one at speed. The armour on this thing was mostly a theory, and it didn't take...

Igniy jiggled the tops of their ears as if he was making some kind of weird, alien noise, but quickly occupied themselves with doing something sensible. They took the drill bit out, and replaced it with a screwdriver head, so they could low-power start removing the screws without any more sharp...

Rickidi cackled, unafraid of the very real danger of being executed. Return to habitation? In a worm’s dream! He wondered, then, where that voice was coming from. He couldn’t do much to help the silver missile above, but perhaps he could cause a little chaos down below… With a surge of anger...

((OOC; A very long JP with @Hollander !)) Late YE 45, Planet Dynatt (Galactic Northwest of UX-5) The sandblasted dunes of the Enfron plateau were a desolate place, coloured bone white beneath a leaden gray sky. Only small red shrubs marked the place as capable of sustaining any life, and the...

Mind swimming, but too demented and euphoric after their bout of pseudo-religious frenzy to experience good, honest human despair... Yamog closed their eye for a moment, just to focus on the kree kree kree~ of the approaching bugs, over the prevailing clang-clong of her comrade's mechanical...

It took a few minutes for Holgi to physically get down to the engineering section, though they did remotely order the robot gurney to meet them outside of the relevant bulkhead in advance. Ducking under the arch and into the gloom, a decade of first aid training then took over, making the large...

Dorsal Bridge Holgi whale-eyed a bit without moving their head, then looked straight ahead, repressing the answer they had for captain Lenna in mind. The fact that the human wasn't willing to be assertive was kind of a self completing cycle, she had no faith that Soronza would actually do what...

Yamog approached the macabre hunk of machine bodge-work daintily, perhaps even shyly. It took a bit of a reach to pull the post-it out of the thing's mouth, but they seemed not to express anything outwardly, perhaps trying to save the rolling haunted house attraction the distress of being...