Week 8

[airlockedmods]

[This weekend has brought about some unusual questions about your resident robotic Overseer, but unfortunately, you've also lost two more of your own to an accidental death.

You've done your best with the star charts, but if anyone is coming to help you, there is no sign of it yet. SIS remains the only friendly face here, even as you've found that she holds her own secrets. Meanwhile, yet another new floor has opened up - the elevators are in perfect working order now, if any of you care to go and see it. That's four concourses now; one for each of your groups. There's an awful lot of dead, aren't there?]


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[cyan_maid]

[Oh, aw. She's never too busy for Yurika.]

Come in, the door's open!

[ratherdoweddings]

[Yurika steps in, humming, and waves.]

Hi! How's your project been going?

[cyan_maid]

Alright so far...

[Seb is opened up on the desk, new wires leading out to some cell phone and tablet batteries she'd scrounged out of Universe's tech. Even the hardlight she'd found has been salvaged for parts.]

So long as I'm careful about using all this as a power source, and...if I find some way to get him to hook up to a charger, I could have him on and around soon. At least, that's the hope.

[So next week at the earliest, if the mods give the green light.]

[ratherdoweddings]

That's great! So he runs on electricity?

[cyan_maid]

Not really? I think his core is supposed to be uranium, but it's not like we can go hop over to the convenience store to ask for some...he needs some kind of power source in the meantime.

[ratherdoweddings]

That makes sense. It's a lot easier to come across batteries pretty much anywhere.

[cyan_maid]

Plus, I really don't know how to work with uranium.

[ratherdoweddings]

No kidding. I don't know how to make it, well, not terribly dangerous.

[cyan_maid]

I guess you wear a hazmat suit? But those aren't exactly in plentiful supply either.

[ratherdoweddings]

Ugh, that's true. Even if we had a sewing room, who can make a good enough suit?

[cyan_maid]

Or find the right kind of material...I wouldn't want anyone to risk it. I don't even know how Dirk did it.

[ratherdoweddings]

I wonder. Well, it's got to be better this way, anyway. Do you need any help?

[cyan_maid]

Um, Touko's helping a lot, and so far we're doing alright, but...if we run into any snags, I'll ask around for opinions. Alright?

[ratherdoweddings]

No problem! Glad to be of service, Jane-chan.

[cyan_maid]

[She hums, and gives a smile as best she can.]

You're the best, Yurika.

[ratherdoweddings]

I try! You guys just let me be me, so I'm trying my best. I know we won't keep failing forever.

[cyan_maid]

You being you is the best, though.

[ratherdoweddings]

If you say so! I'm really glad you understand me.

[cyan_maid]

Ah...well, I try. I've not always been the best when it comes to other people.