welcome to starfield

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[Each inmate wakes up in a cell, with no memory of arriving there or of putting on the full body orange jumpsuit. There is a moderately chunky tablet wired into one of their arms, with dials on the side to flick through the different menus, including a limited note-taking function and a map

None of them are alone in their cells, either.

Whether they choose to leave their cell and explore or just stay and get to know their new roommate, it becomes clear that this place isn't anything like any of them have ever seen. For some, it's devoid of anything even remotely familiar. The door labeled Counselor's office is locked. The Counselor's office and the kitchen and mess hall all have placards stating hours when they're closed - or in the former's case, when "private office hours" will be held.

However they while away the next couple of hours, it seems like they're mostly alone on the ship. For a while, anyway.]

Comments

[tenimuho]

So if the goal isn't ransom or execution, then... A display of power? 'Even if we let you walk around, you still can't do anything to oppose us'?

[ebonyknight]

That may be the point. Only time will tell.

[tenimuho]

...I hope they'll show themselves soon. The waiting is worse than being stuck.

[ebonyknight]

I doubt we'll have to wait for long.

[tenimuho]

You're probably right. I'll give it an hour.