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[savmods]

Who: Everyone
When: July 1 and onward. See this post for info.
Where: Kauto + Chioni + Ingress Complex
Warnings: Potential violence. Please label warn-worthy content in your subject headers.

There's a burst of light in the sky when the Ingress breaks, a final flare followed by a shuddering that only those in the facility can feel. A flurry of panicked activity in the complex follows, ushering new arrivals to where they need to go in a hurry, with little time to give them the needed information, much less answer questions. The lights remain on, but dimmer now, life functions still operating but little else. On Kauto and Chioni below, the sky fades into an early twilight, followed by night, and day does not come again.

nerds save the world

Before the end of the day, all TABs receive an emergency broadcast notification outlining the situation. The speaker, a lead Savriite Ingress technician, does not invite panic but nor does he mince words. The Ingress is broken; their best efforts have failed to restore it. The time has come to turn to anyone who can help: scientists, engineers, those who have worked with advanced technology on any world. Formal qualifications don't matter when it could be the end of everything.

"Help us. Before it is too late."

Those who come will have the run of the complex and full access to the Ingress, as well as whatever tools are available and as much coffee as they can drink. People are encouraged to work in groups and share ideas, and a small number of young and nervous technical assistants will be on hand.

the land below

As Thisavrou is denied light and warmth, the weather becomes brisk and descends into bitter cold. Chioni is evacuated due to the effects on the already-harsh weather cycles there, although a skeleton crew of scientists remain behind. On Kauto, the arboreal Region Three and pastoral Region Two suffer the most from the temperatures and the snow that eventually begins to fall. Many crops are frozen over, and refugee citizens are driven from their homes to the Regions One and Five, where stored energy will keep dwellings warm. Save for those who choose to leave the underwater facilities, Region Four remains largely unchanged, but there are unverified accounts of strange aquatic animal behavior near the surface.

Overcrowding, limited supplies and a pervasive fear presents the opportunity for both heroism and foul deeds. Many come together to share resources, supplies and fellowship in what could be the end of worlds, while others take what they can from the unwilling or exploit the desperate. Sentient evacuees are followed by fauna from Region Three and unsettled lands beyond, in search of warmth or food or merely confused by the change in habitat. Some are unthreatening herbivores, while tanglesnakes and clownbees are more troublesome. Others are poisonous hunters, while still others are small, but dangerous when faced as a pack.

Just when all seems lost, light returns to the sky. The Ingress begins to function once more.

the coming days

As the temperatures rise, many demand answers, but most turn to the rebuilding of their lives first. Damage has been done that isn't so easily fixed, and even in the least-affected areas, remnants of the crisis show in the lack of fresh food, in the increased signs of criminal activity. Those who can help others through their own efforts of by organizing assistance are needed, but those with impure intentions are more likely to go unnoticed.

Eavesdropping on the streets may reveal a desire for vengeance. "Those intruders from last week. They're responsible for this, aren't they? What's being done?" But don't listen too closely, or a suspicious eye may be turned on you. "Aren't you one of the refugees from the Midway Hub? You should return to where you came from! All the trouble began when your people showed up!"

Life goes on. But life does not go on unchanged.

[quick ooc note: the Region 4 search & retrieval mission/RNG fight will be posted in a separate log.]

Comments

[mylawn]

No offense.

[He ads that as an afterthought, with a wry grin in his voice to indicate that it was, of course, a joke. 76 is quick to get back to business, walking a wide arc around some machinery, as if he's going to understand what it is just by looking at it.]

Do you actually know what's wrong?

[deal_me_in]

None taken! I just...thought I'd mention.

[He's not sulking. He totally knows it's a joke. Really. But. You know. Just in case.]


Well, it seems like whatever the technicians had attempted, it resulted in a chain reaction of multiple system failures. So there are quite a few things wrong, although we have troubleshooters working through the programming to see if they can find where it begins.

Aside from that, there was an energy surge, so some of the sectors are fried and will likely require replacement parts if not extensive rewiring.

[mylawn]

[76 might not know much about any of this, but he knows what an assessment like that means: not good, and it has him wondering what the Savrii think any of them can even do in a situation like this. Can't they fix their own crap?]

So, not easily fixable, is what you're saying.

[That much is obvious, given the nature of something like the Ingress.]

[deal_me_in]

Way I see it, if it were easy to fix, they wouldn't have been desperate enough to ask us. Which really isn't very confidence-inspiring.

[mylawn]

Yeah, that's what gets me.

[The fix-it party on the Moira had been a special circumstance, and 76 had sort of been under the impression that the Savrii otherwise tried to keep people away from it.]

I guess beggars can't be choosers. 

[deal_me_in]

Usually the way it works, 'specially if you've got the fate of two planets at stake. Of course, they already probably blame us for causing this whole thing anyway, given the damage seems to have initially been caused by off-worlders.

[mylawn]

Good thing I'm just running coffee, then.

[And therefore, he cannot be blamed for any further mishaps, unless it involves spilled coffee, maybe.]

Speaking of. Need anything?

[He's here for moral support.]

[deal_me_in]

Never know. They might blame you for coffee poisoning.

[An optic blinks in and out in a wink as he nudges 76 lightly with an elbow.]

Eh, think I'm all right here. Not that I'm doing much, and Ghost doesn't run on coffee like some people here seem to.

[mylawn]

[He flinches a little at the unsolicited contact, but he's quick to downplay it, shrugging a bit as he tries to offer a laugh.]

Just thought I'd offer. I can hold wrenches, too.

[But that's about the extent of his ability to contribute, here.]

[deal_me_in]

Uh-oh. Sounds like this guy's trying to butt in on my turf.


Please, you haven't picked up a wrench since you stole Eris Morn's ship and had Holliday modify it.

... Borrowed. I borrowed it!

[mylawn]

[This time, the laugh sounds a little more genuine, and he even shakes his head a bit in exasperation—though of course it isn’t a scornful gesture. It’s just nice, sometimes, to see this kind of banter between friends, he thinks. Reminds himself a little of how things used to be.]

I’ll leave you both to it.

[deal_me_in]

Hm? Oh, sure. See you around.

[And if he ever catches 76 looking bored around here Cayde'll pester him for coffee just so he has something to hold.]