BEGIN SIM

BEGIN SIM

BEGIN SIM

:: she emerges from her and Lexy's room, looking and feeling remarkably refreshed ::

:: sits on one of the chairs in the lobby, finishing up her braid, having re-done it for the mission. She has a backpack she's packed with some basic supplies and a med kit, but it's mostly empty to carry things back if she needs to ::

:: heads downstairs dressed warmly and with an empty pack ::

:: follows behind Kate, looking tired but mostly alert - didn't sleep well ::

:: though she has the smaller pack full of snacks and water bottles ::

:: walks out from a lower floor hallway into the lobby, having done her rounds checking the grounds ::

:: is up and has been wandering outside the door for a bit now. Armed and ready. ::

:: is sitting on a chair, still bleary-eyed from sleep as she watched Acacia, propping her chin on her hand ::

:: smiles at Grey, noticing her watching :: TAC2: If we're lucky, we may find a dermal regenerator.

:: as she enters the lobby, she calls out, brightly :: Good morning, everyone!

:: looks up, chirping in reply :: CO: Morning!

::has just finished packing a day's supply of things in her pack, leaving plenty of space inside to bring back useful items from the hospital, at the same time trying not to get bogged down in despair over their displaced timeline situation::

:: standing by in the lobby, ready for whatever duty he is assigned to ::

:: huffs slightly, adjusting her position before slumping down in her chair :: MED: Don't jinx it. :: glances at Harper with a yawn :: CO: M-M-Morning.

I hope everyone rested well?

::schleps her way downstairs with the pack after splashing her face with cold water from the sink to wake up further; she didn't sleep well last night::

:: yips in response to Harper's greeting in her usual happy-to-be-alive attitude ::

:: gives a light nod, but she's lying ::

:: smiles at Kuari, that attitude having buoyed her many times now ::

:: carrying an empty backpack and a full canteen, wearing multiple layers of clothing to shield against the cold, looks a bit... worrisome with dark circles under her eyes as she doesn't reply ::

:: does a so-so motion with her uninjured hand to the Captain's question, sitting quietly ::

:: is leaning against a wall, yawning ::

ACTION> As the low sun finally rises high enough to strike the solar panels for a few minutes, the hotel's power comes back on.

::has layered both sets of clothing after washing them, plus a thick robe for warmth and some complimentary slippers, which are the closest thing she's got to shoes right now::

:: is back on the stairs, having not wandered far, but just assessing any danger outside before they get going ::

:: has an oversized sweater on and furs tied around her legs. She looks around, counting the party ::

Alright then. Commander Kuari and Colonel Wolfe will lead our away team, along with Commander Wright, Doctors Tailor and Acacia, and me.

Those of you staying behind, please find our more about our new home, including the stocks of fuel for the food synthesizers. Explore behind the previously locked doors, try out the kitchen, whatever you think might help.

We will return before dark, hopefully with medical supplies.

:: takes that as the signal and rocks up onto her feet. She pats Grey on the head and puts on her backpack, following close to Tailor ::

:: studies each of the away team's members in turn, judging their state of being, while Harper talks ::

:: smiles warmly at Emily, nodding his adiós ::

:: grumbles wordlessly at the head-pat from Acacia before standing with aid from her crutch, heading into the kitchen to start poking around to see what was there ::

:: adjusting the straps on her empty backpack so it doesn't flop around uncomfortably ::

::slips the backpack on and settles it around her shoulders, ready to go::

And by the way... I read yesterday that this hotel's name is Solace. I hope it can be some.

:: immediately goes to The Door that Refused to Open™️ and tries to open it ::

:: returns Navarro's smile, stealing away to give him a quick peck on the cheek as way of goodbye before they start moving ::

ACTION> That door opens for Jude.

:: triggers the front door, which now opens easily since it's powered, and steps outside ::

:: follows Harper out readily, into the cold where Wolfe is waiting ::

:: steps out as well, blinking in the cold morning sunlight ::

:: steps out into the air, taking in a deep breath ::

::steps through the door with the others, flipping the robe hood up over her head as the cold breeze hits her face::

:: after everyone is assembled outside, she hooks her thumbs in her backpack straps and looks to Kuari :: XO: So, which way?

:: meets the rest of the team as they leave the building. :: CO: Captain. :: nods curtly ::

:: returns the nod :: CTO: Colonel.

:: points her head :: AT: That way. :: hops down the steps, intent on leading the party towards the path she mapped out in her mind yesterday ::

:: walks inside the room :: THANK THE FOUR FUCKING DEITIES!

Room> :: is a utility space full of cleaning supplies and tools ::

:: follows Kuari, unhooking the thumb of her injured arm to wiggle her fingers a bit, feeling a bit of a twang there ::

:: glares at the cleaning supplies :: Oh screw you. :: walks out of the room ::

Cleaning Supplies> ...

:: follows along, glad that the pace that Kuari set feels sustainable ::

:: follows along, looking around at the landscape with renewed interest given the prior day's revelations ::

:: decides to look for points of interest as they travel, particularly anything that looks like an outdoor supply shop or a library ::

:: heads into the kitchen to see what might be useful in conjuring up some breakfast ::

:: now making her way down the sidewalk, the path overgrown but still the easiest trek ::

:: is already rummaging through the cabinets, attempting to find... somehting. Or anything to cook with ::

TAC2: Find anything useful?

:: then digs into the supplies pack for some of the Gencodian jerky, passing it around to the party ::

:: picks at plant leaves and stems, fascinated by them. She gratefully takes the jerky :: CO: Ah! Thank you.

MED: Of course.

:: takes the jerky with a nod of gratitude on gnaws on breakfast ::

::gratefully takes a piece of jerky and chews it thoughtfully as they walk::

NAV: Nothing yet... but I just started hunting for anything. Maybe there's spices or something somewhere?

:: follows suit once everyone has had some, and does her best to enjoy the fact that she's walking through a Gencodian city ::

CO: It might be a good idea to look for some kind of library. We could learn a lot more about the local flora and fauna that will help keep us alive.

Hmmmm.... :: kneels and starts going through the giant lower cabinets :::

:: walks to another closed door, and opens it ::

CSO: Agreed. I will keep an eye out.

:: pulls out a nicely-sized pan and places it on the stove ::

:: pops her head up, seeing the pan, before diving back down to keep searching :: NAV: Can you check the top cabinets?

TAC2: Sure. :: stands and starts rummaging, finding several large containers of what appear to be spices ::

:: hands the list she and Velina made the previous night to Kate :: CO: Here's Dr. Tailor's prioritized list of medical supplies. I made copies.

ACTION> The door that Jude opens leads to an office, although it appears to have been unoccupied, perhaps for use by guests.

:: grins as she takes the list, it being a very Lexy thing ::

ACTION> The away team presses onward, footfalls crunching on new snow as the sun rises higher.

:: perks an eyebrow, and goes behind the desk, and tries to find papers, records, anything ::

:: finds containers of... items, pulling them out slowly one-by-one and setting them on the counter above her before straightening to start looking over their finds ::

NAV: Spices?

TAC2: Sí. Though they look old, like the ones mi madre had that came from her mother's kitchen.

:: has passed copies of the list to the other team members, the items written carefully in Lexy's lab-practiced hand ::

:: walks alongside the group a couple of arms lengths away, his longest machete sheathed in his belt, but very ready to act. ::

::chuckles at 'copies', staring at the buildings as the sun glints off of alien rooftops::

:: tromps through the snow, quiet and contemplative. She gives the list a once-over, nodding once ::

:: looking at the buildings they pass, trying to discern their purpose ::

:: takes a moment to pause at an intersection, looking forward and two the right, deciding which way to go around the building, then chooses forward and moves on :: AT: I think we're almost there.

ACTION> The desk that Jude searches is empty, save for a couple of pens.

:: looks around for a sign that says hospital ::

:: her arm shoots out :: There!

ACTION> Harper indicates a low building, smaller than one might think a hospital would be for a city of this size.

:: looks, turning to follow ::

:: looks to where Harper's pointing :: CO: Yes, that's it! I didn't recognize it from the ground, at first.

:: whistles in low amusement at Navarro's response, shrugging :: NAV: Let's see if it still smells good. It appears to be sealed still.

::looks:: CO: Oh, good. Finally. ::smiles::

:: cracks open the jar and sniffs :: Hm. :: offers it to Grey :::

:: looks at the building being indicated :: CO: What, behind that little building?

:: doesn't get her hopes up just yet, picking up her pace towards the hospital ::

:: shakes her head :: CSO: No, that is the one, according to the sign.

:: cocks her head, confused ::

CSO: It is either that, or a dance hall. The words are similar.

:: grins, amused by Harper's statement ::

:: gives Kate a dubious look ::

:: sniffs, face scrunching up in slight distaste :: NAV: That's almost as bad as expired jalapenos!

:: winks, then looks up at the place once they arrive ::

:: steps up her pace subconsciously, leaving Rucara prints in the snow behind her ::

CSO: I suppose we're used to a bigger building... but maybe they got sick or injured less than we do? ::grins at Kate's statement::

TAC2: It might not be so bad, depending on what we use it on.

CMO: It could be, yes.

NAV: Want to make an attempt to try and get it to taste good?

:: looks around, touching her chin :: CMO: Maybe they were just super advanced with healing, didn't need space because you could just assembly line it.

CMO: Or the patients are healed very quickly.

This place hates me. :: grumbles, and leaves the office, and searches for more rooms that were previously locked ::

TAC2: Sure, let's see... :: turns on the stove eye, then heads out for some meat ::

MED/XO: Good point. Could be...

:: trots right up to the door, inspecting it ::

ACTION> The hospital door is similar in construction to the hotel's, seemingly a slider.

ACTION> Jude finds several rooms that were meant for hotel staff, containing various cleaning supplies, toiletries, linens, along with equipment housing rooms.

:: frowns, looking up at the roof ::

:: returns with some wolf meat and tosses it into the pan ::

:: takes to one side of the door, her paws flat against it, her claws extending in an attempt to wedge in between the doors, waiting for others to help. They're practiced in this routine by now ::

:: takes position on the other side of the door, bracing her hands against it ::

:: comes up to join the door opening ::

:: forgetting about her injured arm, she grabs the door next to Kuari, as they've done before ::

CO: Kate.

CSO: Hm?

:: sighs, and leaves the rooms. she goes to find Grey and Navarro ::

CO: Your arm.

:: looks at Harper, nodding in agreement with Wright ::

CSO: My arm? :: notes Acacia's attention, then remembers :: Right.

:: gets out of the way ::

:: checks the surroundings, and joins in on the door, adding his power. ::

::steps up and grabs the door to help push::

:: starts working on adding the spices, beginning to hum ::

:: opens another thing of spice, sniffs it, then sprinkles some in ::

ACTION> Harper watches as her away team members start to move the door, its protests metallic and screechy until a gap opens large enough for everyone, even Wolfe, to pass through.

:: stirs the cooking wolf with a utensil he found in a drawer ::

:: heaves to help open the door, huffing as it budges. She peers inside ::

:: flattens her ears at the screeching sound, then squeezes through the doorway's gap, wings up, and takes in the stale air ::

::Wanders alone down the empty streets, searching, mapping each path in his mind as he plods along. He ducks in and out of derelict buildings, feeling the ghosts of the long gone shadowing him, looming over him like a cloud. He sighs and keeps going; this feeling in the back of his mind that he was looking for something more than the transcendance device.::

:: watches around the area until everyone is inside, and then squeezes himself through the door as well. ::

::steps into the now open door, letting her eyes adjust::

:: follows her people inside ::

:: steps through the gap, looking around slowly ::

ACTION> Beyond the door is what's easily recognizable as a hospital reception room, similar in design to those on Earth. Some things would seem to be universal.

:: looks around, expecting a waiting room and is not disappointed ::

:: gestures to the reception desk and quips :: We should sign in.

:: smiles slightly as her eyes adjust. She runs a hand over the back of one of the chairs, chuckling ::

::grins at Harper::

:: looks briefly around the lobby, then darts down a corridor, finding examination rooms ::

:: flips the cooking meat, finding it browning nicely, and the smell to be rather pleasant when combined with the spices ::

:: dips down a hallways as well, looking for the office ::

:: pushes past the door into the treatment area ::

:: stands back to watch, perching on the counter, waiting before grinning at the smell :: NAV: Smells really good so far!

::looks around, trying to find a main ward, and maybe a supply room::

:: finally finds them. after wandering around and peeking in more rooms :: TAC2/NAV: Hey guys. So I checked the previously locked rooms and they are all like. Cleaning supplies, linens, equipment and the whatnot.

SCI: That would be what I would expect to find in a hotel.

:: curses at being startled by Jude, jerking her attention to the doorway :: SCI: Jesus! But... like Navarro said. Expected. What do you think of the smell?

:: looks around the office, checking different trinkets to try and discern what they do, and seeing if she can get the main computer to turn on ::

ACTION> The hospital contains what one would think a hospital would, including examination rooms, a surgery ward full of technology, medical supply rooms, and offices.

:: looks for the backup generators by following wiring ::

ACTION> The hospital is completely without power, though.

:: within an examination room, finds drawers of tools, but all are unpowered and useless ::

::eagerly searches through the medical supply rooms for anything useful::

:: follows the trail to a back door, peering around outside :: Self: Hm..

:: stays positioned at the door, where if anything decides to squeeze through, he can say hello with any necessary degree of violence. ::

:: joins Velina in her search :: CMO: Anything good yet?

:: looks down at food :: TAC2: Seems fine time me.

:: enters a treatment room and looks around ::

::and also looks through the surgical tools; even if they're not powered, maybe someone can figure out how to get them working later::

:: thinks that the wolf is done cooking, so he finds three plates and divides up his experiment ::

:: decides to take one of each tool, slips them into her pouch, then trots out of the room. She assumes the other rooms have the same equipment, and heads back out into the lobby ::

:: opens a cabinet and finds some bandages, so she puts those in her backpack ::

:: looks back and forth between an air conditioning unit and what could be a backup generator, rubbing her chin ::

:: finds a few old-fashioned tools and pockets those ::

::Winces a little as he feels a stabbing sensation in his foot.:: Self: Mmmm. ::Kneels down to examine the trouble, finding small sliver of glass piercing the skin. There's no broken windows that he can see nearby; and he ponders the the journey the shard must have taken, being worn down but still sharp. He sits in the street meditatively, as he pulls the glass out.::

:: finds a rip-cord on one of the devices, gasping as she dares to hope. She checks it gently first, before taking a deep breath to find her bravery. She gives it a rip! ... ::

:: takes the offered plate, beginning to nibble on her piece slowly :: NAV: This is... actually, really good!

:: takes a bite and nods in agreement :: My compliments to the chef. :: chuckles ::

ACTION> The rip cord does nothing.

:: pockets a few other bottles that she finds of interest ::

:: tries it a second, and a third time. She leans in, listening to gears spin without power :: Self: Grr..

:: finds a glass thermometer, and though the units are a mystery, they'll be able to establish what is normal on the scale ::

:: opens a box of what appears to be adhesive bandages and tries one, disappointed that it doesn't seem to be sticky any longer ::

:: takes a small bites :: NAV: It’s no gold caviar pizza, but it will do. :: grins ::

::finds a stash of small glass bottles with writing, along with some syringes, several opaque bottles that rattle, which might be pills, all in varying states of degradation after 200 years::

:: sighs, heading back inside through the back door and looking for drug storage. ::

::Flicks the glass away and stands back up, looking around; there is a hard gust of wind, blowing his hood down.:: Self: That way... ::Continues trotting along, his walkig stick echoing through the ghostly streets.::

:: pockets a bottle of pills labeled pain reliever before heading back to the reception area ::

:: finds a cabinet of splints and tourniquets and takes a few, stuffing them also in her pouch, but they poke out because they're too long ::

:: stuffs every variety of handheld device she can find in her bag, as well as any pills and vials, not knowing what's what. ::

:: pours a few glasses of water from the sink and hands them out as they finish their meal ::

:: looks over at Velina, who still hasn't answered her :: CMO: ...Velina?

:: keeps an eye out for the non-medical storage, hoping for a can of fuel ::

:: heads down another hallway and finds a room with rows of seats facing an altar ::

:: realizes that she's in a chapel, and wonders if this place was in heavy use before the transcendence ::

::is buried deep in a cabinet, inspecting the things on the shelves, and replies with a muffled voice:: CSO: Lots of meds and a few syringes, and... ::pulls an item from the back:: Huh. A bone saw...

:: rifles through the lower shelves of a maintenance closet, carefully wafting the contents of containers towards herself ::

::puts the saw into her backpack and keeps digging::

:: grabs handheld tools and supplies like swabs and bandages by the handful, stuffing them in her backpack ::

:: leaves, suddenly feeling like an interloper, finding it strange to just now start feeling that way after all this time here, and closes the door somewhat reverently behind her ::

:: waits in the lobby, sitting and pulling out the longer supplies from her pouch ::

CMO: I'm going to go look for maybe a surgical suite.

:: returns to the lobby once more, finding Kuari ::

::grabs another item off the shelf, resembling a very long hook:: CSO: That would be a good idea.

:: grumbles, about ready to give up on getting into the computer. She kicks a mop over, going to loot some more medical supplies instead ::

:: looks askance at the hook and goes off deeper into the facility ::

Self: Ooh, forceps. ::picks a pair of tong like thingies from a third shelf::

Mop> ...

XO: Find anything good?

:: holds out the splints and tourniquets :: CO: Will these fit in your pack? I can trade you some things that fit better.

La capitana said to check the food synthesizer fuel levels. Have either of you tried them?

:: finds the lab and is struck by a strange, eerie feeling. She steps in slowly, walking up to a device that's far too large to bring--she leans in, peering through the lens of their microscope, breathing out with wonder at how familiar it all felt. :: Self: Wow.

NAV: I haven't yet. But also, I take a bit longer in doing things currently. :: waves her injured wrist clumsily before pushing herself off the counter to land on the floor ::

:: after some searching stumbles upon what looks like a surgical suite! ::

::Waves his cane ahead of himself, closing his eyes and following it like a divining rod, his progress slowing; but he feel a greater sense of connection to somehting. Flashes of "The Last Day" entering his mind, sounds and smells coming to him, the feeling of the air on his skin.: Self: I've been here before... ::Wobbles and stumbles, slumping against a wall, his head spinning he takes a deep breath to regain himself.:: Here.... ::He hammers the cane on the ground.:: This is where it all started...

:: rifling through drawers, finds packages of gowns, gloves, and what appear to be sterilized surgical tools, including sutures and scalpels ::

:: shoves them into her bag by the handful ::

:: raises a finger, and walks over to the one in the kitchen, and randomly taps at it, hoping something happens ::

:: runs a hand reverently down the side of the microscope as she steps past it, noting the equipment. She starts putting together a lab kit. Beakers, sample plates, her usual fare ::

ACTION> The synthesizer screen turns on, displaying lots of Gencodian words.

::grabs a couple more surgical gowns off of another shelf, along with masks, gloves and head coverings::

:: takes what Kuari offers and puts them away in her pack :: XO: Easily.

:: peeks out the door, noting that they've been here a while, searching, and noon has passed :: XO: We should head back soon.

:: finishes ransacking the surgical suite and heads back to the lobby area, her bag bulging and full ::

:: fills the top of the lab kit with the containers of sealed chemicals she finds in the lab, sticking a few last pieces of tech in her bag before hefting it back onto her back. She heads for the lobby, wondering how the others are faring ::

:: glances to Navarro, expression slightly hopeful :: NAV: Do we have enough meat to make a dish out of the spiced meat for when everyone gets back?

TAC2: Yes, we do! What a great idea. I'm sure they'll be ready for a hot meal.

:: starts tapping random genecodian words ::

NAV: But... Commander Kuari's might need to be turned over the fire... knowing her portion size :: grins, offering to help with spicing the meat before handing it over to Navarro for the cooking ::

ACTION> The synthesizer dispenses a plate of some kind of root vegetables, raw.

:: heads out to retrieve the meat for the meal ::

:: sets her bag on a chair in the lobby to save energy for the walk back, waiting for the others to finish their search ::

::Presses himself against the wall, crawling up to his feet; but the rush of sensations and emotions treatens to overwhelm him. He falls back to the floor, cradling his head as he tries to concentrate and focus on the moment.::

:: goes over to Emily :: MED: I found some great supplies!

::grabs a few more easy to carry items and closes the top of her very full backpack and heads out to the main lobby::

:: as Tailor arrives, being the last :: I hope everyone found some useful things!

:: grins at Wright, excited for her :: CSO: Nice! So did I. Tons of good stuff.

:: is still intent on the door, even if he looks at ease ::

:: has mixed up the spices used in a pan she had found, getting everything ready for the dinner preparations with a clean platter opposite the pan for the done meat, ready to help ::

:: looks at all the full packs, happy their mission was a success ::

:: picks up vegetable and goes over to Grey and Navarro :: TAC2/NAV: Well. Seems to work.

:: taps her chin in thought at the plate of vegetables :: SCI: Can you get another pan out and possibly cook those up?

:: returns with a lot more meat and sees the vegetable Jude is holding :: Ah! Mind chopping it up? With the meat, it could be a stir-fry, of sorts.

NAV: Even better! :: turns to Jude :: SCI: His suggestion, even better. Let's get it done.

Well, it is after noon, so we should return to the hotel. Is everyone ready to go?

TAC2: Cooking isn’t my realm of expertise. Baking, however... :: chef kiss ::

:: nods, though her stomach is growling ::

:: nods :: CO: Ready.

All: Maybe we can get a quick bite before we head out.

ALL: Need any help carrying anything? Nothing too breakable, mind you.

:: smiles and nods, shouldering her pack full of gadgets and lab gear :: CO: Ready. :: she ignores Wolfe, since she's carrying glass ::

:: looks guiltily at Velina, wondering if her stomach growling was audible ::

Ah, yes! :: passes out jerky and water for a quick bite ::

SCI: Well, we don't have much in the way of baking. Just chop those and throw it with the meat... Navarro and I can handle the rest, maybe you can scrounge up something to bake in the mean time?

:: passes around her canteen ::

:: takes the snack with a smile ::

:: finds himself wishing for something a bit spicier, but this'll have to do ::

:: chops up the wolf meat ::

:: is sprinkling the spice mix over the meat, waiting for the vegetables to be handed her way, for the stir-fry kind of thing ::

::smiles:: CO/CSO: Thanks! ::gets a sip of water and gnaws hungrily on the jerky::

:: takes some jerky and chew it hungrily, and uses one of the water bottles ::

:: eats some as well, as her stomach rumbles while she's passing out the jerky ::

:: picks up a knife, and cuts the vegetable thinly ::

:: as everyone finishes eating, she stands :: Shall we head back?

:: takes the sliced vegetables, adding them into the pan as the meat cooked, being sure to add a little bit more spice mix to the meal in prep. ::

:: nods, getting back up and shouldering her pack with renewed energy :: CO: Yep!

:: nods, ready to head out ::

:: steps outside ahead of everyone to survey and clear the immediate area ::

:: slips out the door and shoulders her pack, hooking her thumbs in the straps again ::

::hefts her backpack on and stands up::

:: heads out the door, her light load hardly noticed, but medical supplies aren't as bulky as some of their fetch missions ::

ACTION> As the afternoon progresses, the away team makes their way back to Hotel Solace, the trip uneventful.

CMO: Where are we setting up the medical stuff?

:: has prepared a meal of stir-fried wolf, with Ryleigh's and Linxi's help ::

:: enters the hotel, immediately lifting her nose and smelling the spiced meal ::

:: sniffs the air as they walk in as well, distracted from thoughts of getting a lab space ready.. :: Self: Ooh~

:: washes hands ::

:: sniffs :: Hey, that is not our normal fare.

:: smells, hungry :: All: What is...

:: is happy with the meal that the three of them had managed to piece together, emerging from the kitchen with a grin :: CO: We got dinner made?

MED: Ground floor, near a water supply... ::thinks::

:: follows her nose to the kitchen ::

:: emerges with plates of stir-fried wolf with mystery tuber and old spices ::

:: nods, setting her pack down for now and heading towards the food :: CMO: And I'll just put the lab and medical storage next door to the patient room, I think.

:: looks at Navarro reverently, as if he is the second coming ::

:: grins and happily takes a plate :: NAV/TAC2: Thank you!

NAV/TAC2/SCI: Thank you all so much!

All: Did anyone find a first aid room or something like that?

:: walks out of kitchen ::

:: looks at Navarro with what might just be love in her eyes. She takes a wolf taco, digging in ::

CMO: I found endless rooms of cleaning supplies and linens.

:: grins, taking the offered plates to hand them off to Harper and Acacia :: All: You're welcome! We tried a piece already, it's really good. Some mystery vegetable, wolf meat and spices found in the back of the cabinet.

:: sits and holds the plate, making short work of the savory meal ::

:: shrugs off her backpack and takes a plate ::

:: grins as he passes around the plates ::

:: settles down next to Acacia, taking the offered plate with a quiet thank you, also making short work ::

:: devours spiced wolf and mystery tuber ::

:: takes a moment to chew and swallow, then grins :: TAC2/NAV: Wow, this is really nice.

:: once everyone has a plate, he settles next to Emily and digs in ::

:: licks the plate clean ::

SCI: Good, those could be useful.

:: is ready to relax now, none of his crew having died this mission. He plates up and sits down a little ways from everyone ::

All: Find anything interesting at the hospital?

:: swallows a mouthful :: TAC2/NAV/SCI: This is really nice, thank you!

TAC2: Lab toys, chemicals, handheld tech.. I'm hopeful once it's charged I'll have everything I need.

:: pulls out a dead tool from her pouch, showing it to Grey :: TAC2: No power, though.

:: dips his head to Wright ::

:: nods in agreement :: TAC2/XO: So that's the next challenge.

::plops her very full backpack on the ground::

TAC2: I found scalpels and sutures and some others things that I don't have enough medical training to identify.

:: gratefully eats the plate of stir-fry, feeling heartened by the effort her crew made while they were away ::

:: eats her portion :: XO: Maybe there are solar panels on the roof like here? Maybe I could go with y’all next time and try to find the electric.

MED: That's good at least. :: raises an eyebrow curiously at Wright's response :: CSO: Oh really? Interesting.

SCI: Maybe! Thank you for the meal, by the way.

:: nods in agreement :: SCI: Yeah, I think getting into the hospital's computer could prove useful.

ACTION> The evening is met with a hearty meal and fellowship as the crew is reunited at Hotel Solace.

CO: Maybe you can look at the kitchen synthesizer and translate it?

MED: If we can get the power going, we might be able to actually use the hospital facilities.

SCI: Of course!

CMO: Ooh, that too.

:: chows down on her meal happily, listening in as everyone discusses their plans ::

::Regains consciousness, opening his eyes to the floor, before rolling over. Disoriented, his skull feeling like a collection of pistons pushing their way out of his skull. The blur in his eyes finally giving way to the sky.:: Self: How long, have I been here... ::He groans slowly sitting himself up, propping up against the wall.::

MED: Ok, so for the first aid room.. there's a pool, so there would be showers and a water supply. Maybe we can use the locker room area.

:: sits on the floor, tired but feeling better than she did this morning ::

:: gives Tailor an affirmative thumbs-up, her mouth full ::

:: blinks :: Wait. Where’s Ilaihr? I haven’t seen him all day.

All: Say, where's Ilaihr?

:: looks around uselessly ::

:: leans into Acacia slightly, trying to get her attention :: MED: Find any... pain meds? :: startles with a curse, heaving herself up :: CSO: I don't know. I haven't seen him all day...

All: He does tend to wander off.

all: Knowing him? He's sunbathing nude on the roof.

:: closes her eyes, taking a deep breath and ~feeling~ around the hotel for Ilaihr ::

:: sighs and shuts her eyes, trying to ~telepath~ reach him to try and find where he is ::

::looks around:: All: Is he asleep somewhere maybe? Does he have a room?

:: exhales, peeking open one eye to look at Jude :: All: He's.. alive. He's nearby. That's all I got.. :: she defers to Jude ::

:: looks around, wondering about Ilaihr, but not particularly worried, knowing him ::

~CEO: Hey man. Are you there? Where are you?~

MED: That's good to know. ::looks to Jude::

::He stares at his hand, the daze having it shift from his usual grayish tone to another colour, foreign to him, before focusing and he could see his own skin again.:: Self: Strrraaaaa...nnnnggge

:: scrunches face :: ~CEO: Ilaihr?~

:: stands up and leaves without looking at the crew. she walks out of the hotel and starts wandering around, telepathically reaching out to Ilaihr ::

ACTION> Over the next few days, we firmly establish Hotel Solace as a base, with the rooftop solar power providing electricity that even lasts a fair bit into the night, and the comfortable beds ease the remaining time before sunrise turns the power back on. As the weeks go by, our explorations carry us farther and farther from the hotel, and we find several useful discoveries to boost our quality of life; additional fuel for the food synthesizers, stores that contain almost any material good that we might need, and the pool and spa water even clears up from the automatic cleaners. However, despite eventually locating the arch that the Gencodians once used to transcend, it is nonfunctional with no insight to be found into its operation. No further clues are ever found to uncover why we are here, or how to get home. One year later… PAUSE SIM PAUSE SIM PAUSE SIM