Popular Post Gogigobo Fairhug Posted November 1, 2022 Popular Post Share Posted November 1, 2022 This deranged Vulcan who has been Robinson Crusoed in an underwater facility on Denali Station and abandoned all logic might be my favourite character ever. 😅 So interesting to read and think about what he's been through and how it's affected him. Thanks @Dekas! Quote ((Underwater Lab Facility, Ring 42)) It took very little time for the other Vulcan and the bug to complete the retrieval routine and bring it to the surface in a cloud of bubbles. It wasn’t an altogether difficult task if you understood it on some level. Falt: So, any idea how we get inside? V’Las hadn’t attempted the pods since… well he’d almost forgotten now. He hadn’t always been alone. He hadn’t even always been alone with just Tobias. There had once been three of them here. Something happened to her. Something to do with this in the beginning of trying something to get out. Something about it had failed her. Both himself and Tobias were helpless to assist before it killed her. His mind refused to remember exactly how, or exactly what, just that it hadn’t been pleasant, and it hadn’t happened quickly. He wasn’t sure if what he was feeling was a long lingering grief, or anger seeing it. Anger that his other companion had blamed him for the technical failure despite the fact that neither of them were engineers. And here he was again. Taunting. Without thinking he did what some part of him remembered somewhere deep down. Something they’d figured out. He put his uninjured hand against the side of it, and felt for a spot to press down on to open it. It did so slowly, and it showed its age more than anything, with a horrendous creaking. V’Las: Like that. Kendrick: What the h- He flinched seeing the body after many years. Something was wrong here. She was supposed to be wearing Security colors. She was supposed to have brown hair. This one wore science colors, and…. It wasn’t her. Why wasn’t it her? Kettick: Lieutenant Tobias Falen, Science Division. A colleague of yours, sir? V’Las said nothing only looked at the corpse with confusion and disdain. This wasn’t right. He looked again to the corpse. Why was it him? How? T’Lea: At least we know for certain that the pod is airtight. Tomas nodded. Falt: Did you know this officer? V’Las: Yes. He knew him and he… couldn’t quite remember. Something was wrong. Something was wrong. T’Lea: Not to be callous, but we need to remove the body, and prepare the vessel for launch at once. Kettick: A sensible way of tending to the corpse of a comrade, especially for a vegetarian without the necessary infrastructure to recycle it. Falt: That may be true, but it does make for something of a mess. ::to Kettick:: Care to give me a hand? Falt stepped forward and leaned into the cockpit, focusing on breathing evenly. How was he even breathing at all? Falt: ::to Falen:: Sorry about this Lieutenant, but we need to get you out of there and it might be undignified… ((A short and somewhat gooey timeskip)) For reasons that included an injured hand, and a sense of confusion about something, he said nothing during this process. He made no attempt to keep the body in its current resting place. It mattered very little where it was. But off and on he watched “Tomas” and he noticed the smirk on his face. So that was it. He’d done this on purpose. His act that this wasn’t something he planned was nearly convincing, but he could see it. Somehow this was his doing. The confusion is what he wanted him to feel. T’Lea: My phaser? Kettick: response The other vulcan took her weapon and slung it on her belt, and then Tomas looked at her. Almost certainly making gestures for unspoken plans. But something was off. T’Lea: I believe we can set a timed launch sequence from here. Kettick: response T’Lea: Mr. Falt. We have a timing sequence for launch available. I would recommend using it for an automated exit. Shall we set a time? Falt: ::nodding:: On balance I’d like to get out of here as soon as possible, but I’d be much happier if there was a way for us to test the pods seaworthiness before we entrust our lives to it? T’Lea: How does the instrumentation looking inside the capsule? Is it accessible? Falt: The instrumentation? Slightly sticky I’m afraid, but much more accessible now Lieutenant Falen has given up his seat. Again V’Las looked at the corpse. His hearing drowned out by the sound of his blood rushing in his ears. He could see the lingering marks that were left years later. A slightly broken jaw, the shape of his skull just slightly more concave than it should be. As though someone had… The side of his face twitched just once as he stepped closer to the body by a few centimeters, distracted from the conversations going on around him until the a chirp startled him from whatever he’d been considering. Dekas: =/\= This is Captain Daekas to Lieutenant Varg and company, are you reading? =/\= Tomas took a breath and tapped his combadge. Falt: =/\= Varg hates vampires! =/\= There was a slight delay, and then a too-loud laugh from the other end. And the temptation to cover his ears was real. He was doing this on purpose. They were all doing this on purpose. Dekas: =/\= Tomas! Are you all safe, my friend? =/\= Falt: =/\= It’s good to hear your voice, Dekas. We’re all alive, but trapped in some kind of underwater facility. ::looking at V’las:: We’re also found a friend =/\= Dekas =/\= You just found someone down there? =/\= V’Las’ ears were ringing. His thoughts went back to the injured skull of Tobias Falen’s body, and touched a mostly faded scar on the side of his own face. An altercation. There’d been an altercation, hadn’t there? One which V’Las had been the victor of in the end. There had once been the body of their friend in that space. But she’d deserved more than lying in the watery casket she’d never asked to die in to begin with. It was only logical to let Tobias finally stop breathing in a place where he could do nothing but die. He should have burned both of them, he could have avoided this. Falt: =/\= It’s something of a long story. One I’ll be happy to share once we’re on board =/\= Because here he was a ghost. A demon, perhaps. He didn’t care what it was. It needed to be destroyed. Exorcised from this place. He needed to get him alone. His “friends” would never see the truth of him, and his “friends” would never let him do anything if they could help it. T’lea / Kendrick / Kettick / Any: Response Dekas: =/\= It is unfortunately a little more complicated than that. The structure you’re in is made of a Kelbonite alloy. Simply beaming you up to the Eagle would be unreliable at best, and life-threatening at worst. We have some ideas for how to get around that, but it would take longer. =/\= Hesan/Neshala: Responses It hit him, then. He didn’t need their personal trust of him. No, what he needed was their general Starfleet attitude. The one that felt compelled to help when things were wrong, when people were suffering. He’d had some degree of it once. In his own Vulcan way. Now he just had a great deal of understanding of the layout of this lab, including the secrets it held. He knew there was one close, and he knew “Tomas” was the one in the group to show the degree of care needed to come close enough to him. V’Las started to pace neurotically, shivering. Moving gradually closer to where he needed to be. The cold was of a benefit in just this situation. Falt: =/\= There may be another way. We’ve found a dive module we’re hoping to use to escape the facility. Once we’re away from the Kelbonite you should be able to get a lock on us? T’lea / Kendrick / Kettick / Any: Response Dekas: =/\= Not that I have to say it... make sure to cycle that a number of times just in case. =/\= Falt: =/\= Understood. We’ll let you know when we’re ready to make the attempt. Fa… Varg out =/\= Their communication ended. Falt: What was it you said Commander, let us get the hell out of here? T’Lea / Kendrick / Kettick: Response He looked at the corpse one last time, and tripped “in shock”. Close enough to where he needed to be and landed hard on his injured hand. It wouldn’t take much if he was right in his assumption that this ghost would be compelled to help more than the rest. That had been the truth thus far. T’Lea / Kendrick / Kettick: Response Falt: Response TBC… — V’Las The Bitter, and self-elected King of The Lab. As written by Lieutenant Dekas Head of Infrastructure Development Denali Station J239802D12 Pronouns: They/she (player), He/him (character) 5 Quote Link to comment
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