beautifulspaceraptor (
beautifulspaceraptor) wrote in
thisavrou_log2018-02-23 01:58 am
That's a wrench in the gears if I ever saw one.
Who: Yori, Nihlus, Pidge, Ceaser and pretty much anyone else who wants to help! Just remember to knock because the front door's locked.
When: Back dated to a bit after the system failures.
Where: Life Support and Sanitation.
What: Trying to figure out what kind of bullshit they're in for this time!
Warnings: Engineering! But otherwise nothing really. Will update if things change.
In the center of LSS’s control room is a holo-display with a map of Avagi’s life support system- what was pieced together of it anyways. There are gaps in the map, lost or corrupted data, areas of Avagi that have shut down entirely. Places that the people working in this section haven’t had time to explore yet.
But it is the most complete map of the system available presently.
The center itself is gloomy asides from the displays, bare bones systems running on backup power. Nihlus is using the time to run every available diagnostic, trying to pinpoint the cause of the catastrophic failure. The fact that he has a helmet on is the only thing stopping him from pinching the bridge of his nose to stem the headache pounding into the backs of his eyes.
It’s only been about thirty minutes since the beginning of the disaster and things were looking decidedly dire. You here to help?
When: Back dated to a bit after the system failures.
Where: Life Support and Sanitation.
What: Trying to figure out what kind of bullshit they're in for this time!
Warnings: Engineering! But otherwise nothing really. Will update if things change.
In the center of LSS’s control room is a holo-display with a map of Avagi’s life support system- what was pieced together of it anyways. There are gaps in the map, lost or corrupted data, areas of Avagi that have shut down entirely. Places that the people working in this section haven’t had time to explore yet.
But it is the most complete map of the system available presently.
The center itself is gloomy asides from the displays, bare bones systems running on backup power. Nihlus is using the time to run every available diagnostic, trying to pinpoint the cause of the catastrophic failure. The fact that he has a helmet on is the only thing stopping him from pinching the bridge of his nose to stem the headache pounding into the backs of his eyes.
It’s only been about thirty minutes since the beginning of the disaster and things were looking decidedly dire. You here to help?
