in your home, in your bed (part CXXXIII)

(Roleplay entry. Continued from part CXXXII.)



Emilly disembarked from the shuttle, walking through the access tunnel, waiting impatiently for it to properly pressurize, and then stepped into Arrivals on Tannhauser Gate. The scrap of paper she'd found folded in the gardening book she just happened to need that morning was a bit too much to be truly coincidence, but...she went with it.



She paused in one of the station's corridors as a drone flew through. It stopped next to her, and she waited to see if it would attack, and watched it flee from her again. Odd behavior from the drones. She should figure that out at some point.

Unfortunately, all it mentioned was there was trouble in either the fringe lab, or the singularity lab, and...so much had moved on the station, she no longer had any idea where things were.



Deck six had the fringe lab, and nothing was there, but the cryptic note she'd found had also mentioned the singularity lab, so...

When she left the lift on deck seven, she wasn't paying attention, and nearly ran into Justine in an envirosuit.

"Oh!" she said, in surprise. "Hai!"

"I'm making maps right now!" Justine said, and set off in a direction. Emilly followed, and stopped halfway down the connecting corridor, feeling the chill. "That's cryo," she murmured. Justine spun on a heel and set off in another direction. She followed her.

"So, robotics, cryo, weather, and..." She started to open the fourth iris door, and immediately hit it to close again. "Space? So it's not on level 7."

She went back to the lift while Justine rapidly made notes on her padd with a stylus.

One deck down, she explored, tapping her comm to stay in contact. "Deck eight is space," she began, opening doors and pathing things out. "Mysterious research lab off two disconnected corridors...space again...and--oh, hell..."



"Found the singularity lab..."



Emilly stepped gingerly around the tentacles, and the...eggs...and...she sighs. "The reactor's on fire."

She carefully stepped back to the central hub, turning down another corridor, and blinked.



"Oh, hell. So's the plasma core."

(Continued in part CXXXIV.)