#Susanna – April 1, 2015

Damien declares to whomever is in the bunk room. He stares up at the bunk, eyes just as sunken as before.

Jasper gives a chuckle. He's laying in his bunk reading over a datapad. "Maybe you oughtta get some sleepin' pills or somethin'. Knock ya right out."

Tarlon is pacing restlessly around the bunk room. Forced inactivity does not sit well with hyperactive salarians.

Halisi is standing by Leah's bed, more or less wating for her to wake up. She's reading on a datapad. (Halisi)

Ilyna has checked on the children every few waking hours to see that they're faring well enough -- everything considered. She is currently in her bunk, but doesn't pay attention to what's going on around her in the room.

Jason is laying on his side watching Tarlon pace. He's done so quietly for some time. "You keep pacing like that and you're eventually going to wear a hole through the floor, Tarlon." he teases.

Leah shifts a bit. Her eyes slowly open as she lets out a low moan. "Doc...?" she asks as her eyes adjust to the light.

Halisi gently puts a hand on Leah's shoulder, half to comfort her and half to keep her lying down. "You're back on the ship. We're on our way home."

Leah struggles against Halisi's hand for a moment, attempting to sit up, but quickly calms down. "I-.... We made it...?" she says with a sigh of relief, "Is everyone okay?"

Damien sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Sorry, sorry...".

Jasper gives another chuckle. "Ain't you a testy one today? It's alright, I get it. Don't none of us like bein' cooped up in here after what we been through. Just gotta make the best of it."

Jason sighs loudly. "That makes two of us, buddy..." he says as he fluffs up his pillow a bit.

Halisi sighs faintly. "Vaden, Fatsani and Bayani are dead. Vasquez is... missing. The others are all here. I-... there's something you need to know."

Leah frowns. "Missing? We-... left her behind?" she asks.

Jasper sits up a bit and leans out from his bed, glancing up at Jattic's bunk. "Give 'im some a' that good stuff, Jatty." he says with a smile.

Halisi nods. "The town was overrun. There was nothing we could do."

Philip seems rather entertained by Tarlon's pacing, which is what he focuses on at the moment. (Halisi)

Damien turns his head to peer at Jattic. "Been holding out on us?" He teases.

Leah closes her eyes for a moment before opening them with a sigh. "Alright, doctor... What's the bad news you seem to want to drop in my lap?"

Tarlon does not seem to notice, simply walking back and forth, tapping his fingers together and muttering to himself.

Jattic grunts and shakes his head. "I'm merely holding on to it so you don't hurt yourself, you crazy old fool. This disgusting concotion is going to make someone blind."

Jasper frowns and pulls his head back into his bunk. "He's just jealous. Go 'head, Monroe. Pretty sure he's keepin' it in his locker. Just a lil' somethin' I whipped together. 'll put hair on 'yer chest."

Damien waves at his himself, frowning. "Um, Jasper. Rib. Sitting up. Big no no," he says, smirking slightly.

Jason shifts a bit on his bed. "Got a lot of work to do when we get back to Aite. Gonna need to set up some contracts quick to pay for all the injuries... Not to mention what we're going to need to follow-up on everything..."

Jattic sits up in his bunk. "Don't you dare open my locker, human!" he growls.

Jasper sets his datapad down on his bed and hops out. "Calm down, Jatty! Don't nobody want your weird collection of elcor porn!" he says as he opens Jattic's locker and begins to rustle through his things.

Damien chuckles as he watches Jasper, a slight shake of his head.

Ilyna frowns. "I'll do what I can to help, Jason," she says, "but I don't really have any experience negotiating contracts."

Leah stares blankly at Halisi for a short while. "Wait.... You mean until we get back, right?" she asks.

Damien clicks his fingers together as he tries to remember the name of the planet.

Jasper finally pulls a small flask from Jattic's locker. "I'unno much 'bout elcor porn, Tarlon. You'd have to talk to him 'bout all that." he chuckles as he extends the flask towards Monroe.

Jattic grunts loudly. "I don't have elcor porn." he says with a scowl.

Damien halts his thinking and takes the flask. He eyes it dubiously as he uncorks the top. "What is it exactly?"

Philip recoils slightly at the idea of elcor pornography. "Ew... how does that-... do they... urgh..." (Halisi)

Jasper perks up considerably at Damien's interest. "Well! Funny you should ask! It's my own personal-...." he begins before being sharply cut off by Jattic.

Damien wets his lips and sighs. "I never could- poop," he deadpans. "I want to stand up without shitting myself, thanks." He puts the cap back on.

Jasper sighs and reaches out for the flask. "Proud a' yerself, four-eyes? Scared 'im off." he says.

Leah grunts loudly. "Oh, sure! I'll just walk over there and talk to him right fucking now!" she groans, "There has to be something you can do! This is my career! My life!"

Tarlon pulls out his Omni-tool and taps around on it for a while, then shows Philip a picture of two elcor going at it. Well, possibly. They could also simply be having a piggyback ride. It's a little hard to tell if one doesn't know anything about how elcor sex works.

Damien places the canteen down by his bed and takes a deep breath. "I need a shower. Otherwise I'm going to ferment at this rate," he says as he inches his way to the edge of his bed.

Halisi reaches for Leah's hand in an attempt to calm her down. "Leah, please... if there was anything I could do I would, trust me. This is beyond me."

Philip looks at the picture with a mix of disgust and fascination. "Oh god, it's... and is that the-... and the-... what-... why do you have this?!" (Halisi)

Damien chuckles. "Okay, I'll humour you," he says as he slowly shifts his legs to the edge. He slowly places them down, still laid on his back. "Okay. Okay. One... Two...".

Jasper reaches down and grabs his flask. He unscrews the lid and dumps a hefty amount into his mouth. "Mmmmm, nectar of the Gods!"

Mendez is in the cargo hold. His gear is set out on top of a crate and he's meticulously cleaning each piece.

Philip furrows his brow. "Aliens are weird." He mutters before lying down in his bunk." (Halisi)

Tarlon sniffs. "First of all. Cloaca, not cloaker. Secondly, not sensitive to that kind of stimulus. Only likely to injure myself."

Damien is still holding on three. He's rather unsure of whether to do it or- "Fuck it, three!" He grabs hold of the edge of the bunk above him and lifts himself into a standing position, a pained grimace crossing his features. "Ow."

Jasper quickly reaches out with an arm and wraps it around Damien's waist. "Whoa there! Don't wanna go hurtin' yerself. I'll lend ya a hand. Don't expect me to wash 'yer back, though."

Garr is in the cargo bay, doing biotic push-ups.

Tarlon sighs in exasperation. "Wonder how you would like it if I made up unflattering nicknames for your sexual organs."

Ilyna looks a little amused as she listens in on the conversation, but remains quiet.

Damien grunts through gritted teeth. "Appreciated. Lemme just grab my towel". He wobbles uncertainly to his locker, his legs readjusting after two days of minimal activity.

Jason chuckles.

Tarlon grins.

Jason winks. "All lies. Horrible, horrible lies."

Damien swings the towel across his back and closes the locker. He sighs and nods to Jasper.

Jasper continues alongside Monroe. "Don't mention it." he says, assisting the man to his locker.

Leah continues to stare at Halisi. "This is bullshit. Are you telling me I have no options right now? Just... lay in this fucking bed? I may as well have died on that planet."

Jasper raises his flask to his lips once more as he continues alongside Monroe, supporting him with his other arm. "You takin' anything 'fer the pain?"

Damien hobbles out of the bunk room and turns towards the showers, shrugging. "Not really. S'pose I should but...". He trails off, rubbing an eye.

Jason snickers and shakes his head a bit, not bothering to lift it off his pillow. "Appreciated."

Halisi blinks. "You're alive. That's a good thing. You can still have a good life, and maybe even have this fixed. Maybe... maybe you'd like to talk to some of the others? Jason?"

Leah scoffs loudly. "Good? You call this good? That's easy for you to say. You can feel your legs. No, I don't want to talk to Jason. I'd like to talk to a doctor who can do her fucking job!" she shouts. She seems to instantly regret her outburst, her eyes softening a little.

Halisi withdraws from Leah, taking a step back. She looks saddened more than anything else. "I-... if you want to be alone, I can leave."

Leah doesn't answer for a few moments, instead she simply stares up at the ceiling. "Do whatever you want..." she says, sounding utterly defeated.

Jasper continues towards the showers. "Might wanna get on that. No point in feelin' like shit if you don't havta, right?"

Damien shrugs, stopping outside the door to the showers. "Maybe. Maybe."

Jasper pulls his arm back. "Well, you need a hand gettin' 'round when 'yer done in there, just give a holler." he offers.

Damien smiles genuinely at Jasper as he steps into the showers.

Tarlon goes back to pacing. And pacing some more.

Jasper gives a nod and returns to his room, slugging back some more of his drink as he does.

SickPatron stirs from Damien's yelling, stumbling to his feet. "H-... help..." He whispers in a coarse voice. (Halisi)

Damien activates his omni-blade and slowly approaches the man, his heart racing. "I'm going to wake up... I'm going to wake up and I'm going to devote my life to the Lord...".

SickPatron stumbles towards Damien. "P-Please... help... doctor...". He coughs, a mixture of blood and blue goo running down his chin and dripping on the floor. The wet hair covers most of his face. (Halisi)

Damien recoils back, indecision crossing his features. "I- I don't- you're infected...". He raises his arm into a striking position... And then lowers it. He deactivates his blade and turns out of the showers. "Stay here!" He jogs down the hall, through the cargo bay and towards the infirmary. He slams his hand into the control panel, barreling through the door. "DOC!"

Mendez glances at Damien's random jog through the ship. He shrugs and goes back to cleaning his armor.

Ilyna looks at the door at the sound of running in the hallway with a raised eyebrow.

Halisi , who is still in a rather somber mood from the conversation with Leah is caught off guard by Damien, jumping slightly. "What?!" (Halisi)

Tarlon stops his pacing to listen to whatever commotion there is. "Tch, what have they done now?"

Leah tries to sit up, groaning as she does. "Infected? On the ship??"

Damien darts out the infirmary, heading straight back to the showers, face contorting in pain.

Halisi 's eyes go wide as she grabs her medical satchel, shoving some random crap into it and following after Damien.

Damien thumps the door panel to the showers and steps inside, eyes snapping back to the man.

Leah begins to panic, being left alone without any real explanation. "Wha-.... What's going on!?" she calls out after them.

Ilyna quickly gets out of her bunk after almost falling out of it and digs through her bag after her pistol.

Jason is tossed from his bunk... Seeing as he had the top bunk, the considerable drop was quite painful. He lets out a loud, pained groan as all the wind is knocked from him. "Fuck!"

Halisi is knocked into the wall and drops to the floor, groaning from pain.

Damien is sent crashing into the wall, his freshly healed rib snapping again under the impact. He screams in pain and collapses into the blue goop, blackness creeping at the edges of his vision as pain and lack of sleep finally catch up to him.

Jattic manages to keep from faceplanting out of his bed by grabbing on to the side on his way down, lessening the impact a bit.

Jasper is hurled to the ground, causing his stinky brew to splash all over the place. "Oh, balls!" he calls out.

Philip is thrown out of his bed without warning, crashing into the next bed over. (Halisi)

Mendez falls backwards, onto his ass. All of his gear goes tumbling off the crate as well.

Garr falls sideways in the middle of a push-up and grunts irritably. "What kinda crappy pilot are ya!"

Leah is slung off her bed and onto the floor. She lets out a loud howl as pain shoots through her body.

Jason slowly begins to push himself back up with his one arm as pain surges through his shoulder. "What the fuck is going on up there? That's not normal..."

Ilyna finds her pistol and amp after a bit of rummaging. "I'm going to find out," she says, slotting in the amp. "I'll report back." She starts walking out of the room, pistol in hand but aimed down.

Mendez calls out down the hall as he sees Ilyna exit the passenger's module. "What the hell is going on!?" he shouts just as the lights all go out.

Tarlon stares at the shorted-out door as he starts floating upwards. "Oh, not again."

Leah wills herself to stand up. Urges herself up. For a moment, her eyes go wide as her body begins to lift upright. It's not long before she realizes it's a lack of gravity and panic begins to set in once more.

Ilyna enables her omni-tool followed by its flashlight coming to light. "I hope it's not what I think it is," she says. "Be ready." The lack of gravity catches her off-guard as she begins to float, as well.

Garr pulls himself towards the cockpit.

Damien slowly starts rising, the sudden lack of gravity causing his stomach to lurch and forcing him awake. And gloop surrounds him as it floats up. Crap. As he reaches the ceiling, he pushes off of it and towards the door.

Garr is weightless and so are the cargo crates. He can just push them out of the way. Nice try.

Damien grabs the door frame and grimaces, activating his omni-tool. The dull light illuminates the door frame. "Where the fuck is emergency power?"

Mendez hits his head against the wall, causing a sharp pain, but he puts a hand up and pushes the crate away as well. "Can't see a fucking thing!" he grunts.

Halisi 's foot got caught in the door to the showers, causing it to remain slightly open. As she comes to she does her best to hold them open wide enough for Damien to get through.

Jason begins waving his arms once the gravity goes, as if to keep his balance. "What happened to the gravity!?" he groans.

Garr is faced with a door. He does not like doors.

Jattic holds on to the side of his bunk and reaches out to assist Jasper. "This isn't right. Something must be wrong with the ship."

Damien pulls himself through the door and he growls angrily. "I was going to kill him. Against my better judgement, I didn't. And now this." He pushes himself from wall to wall, as he drifts towards the bridge.

Ilyna looks towards Halisi, aiming the flaslight onto the roof to illuminate the room slightly. "What's going on?" she asks.

Mendez begins to assist Garr in moving crates out of the way, blindly feeling around with his hands. He's somewhat confused as to his actual location, however, given the sudden lack of gravity.

Ilyna glances towards the pilot compartment with widened eyes. "Goddess," she says. "How many?" She uses a biotic field to keep herself upright, hovering slightly above the floor.

Garr starts shoving crates out of his path, growling a myriad of painful techniques that he'll inflict upon the pilot once he gets out of the room.

Mendez grunts and moves over towards Garr, working alongside him to clear the doorway of crates.

Halisi lets go of the door once Damien is through, causing it to shut.

Damien shrugs apologetically as he pushes off a wall.

Jason grabs his bunk's frame and pulls himself upward. He looks around the room for his Phalanx which was sitting in his bed. "Can anyone get that door open?"

Ilyna starts floating towards the door to the passenger compartment and looks around for a way to get it open. Not being a tech, that is likely fruitless.

Damien pushes himself towards the bridge door, using his omni-tool to cast light down the dark corridor.

Jason cusses loudly and pushes off the bedpost towards the door. With his good arm, he begins hammering against it. "We're locked in!" he shouts.

Ilyna stop outside the passenger door. "I... don't think I can get it open," she says.

Jattic grunts and begins to push himself over towards the door. Once beside Jason, he begins looking for somewhere to slip his hand into to begin prying it open.

Innkeeper yells out "What the fuck is going on?! Haven't we had enough trouble?!" as he floats around in the dark. (Halisi)

Jasper is clutching to his bunk for dear life. "Seems like we lost power. Knocked the gravity generator offline. If you can get me down there, I should be able to patch 'er up!"

Ilyna backs off from the door and enables her comms. "We're stuck in the hall outside the passenger room. What's the status in the rest of the ship?"

Halisi joins Damien by the bridge door. There are muffled sounds of struggle from the other side. (Halisi)

Mendez grumbles loudly, as he can hear his comms going off, but has no idea where they are. He resorts to simply shouting loudly. "Fucked! We're locked in the cargo bay!"

Damien examines the door panel with his omni-tool, seeing if there is a way to reroute power from an auxiliary system if any are active.

Damien sighs. "Try and keep me steady, doc. I'm going to have to open this the old fashioned way," he states.

Jattic attempts to violate harder. Showing teeth this time.

Athorus is floating around the cargo hold, having been knocked out by the sudden drop from FTL. (Halisi)

Leah grabs ahold of the bed and pushes off towards the door. She begins desperately attempting to peel the door open. "Can anyone hear me!?" she shouts.

Damien pales at the sound. "Oh no." He frantically starts trying to open the door, pulling off the panel and fiddling with the internal components.

Halisi looks down the other end of the corridor with a blank expression. "No..."

Ilyna turns towards the noise with a raised eyebrow.

Philip gulps. "Uh... what was that?" (Halisi)

Jason bangs a hand against the door. "What in the hell is all that noise!?"

Jasper goes quiet for a few moments as he listens to the rumbling.. "I.... I think they just spaced the cargo hold...."

Damien growls and activates his omni-blade. He inches towards the door and tries to plunge the blade right into the locking system of the door, his actions becoming increasingly desperate.

Halisi starts floating her way down the corridor towards the door to the cargo hold, stopping as she looks to the glass, barely able to discern the other end of the ship in the darkness of interstellar space.

SleepyPatron stirs from his sleep only to realize he is a float. "Wh-.. fuck! What the fuck!" (Halisi)

Tarlon tsks and holds on to a bed frame to keep from floating off. "Do not ruin door, please."

Ilyna looks down before she starts to float towards Damien's position, using a biotic field to move.

Jason glances back at Jasper. "Wha-... You think-...?"

Damien tries to pry the door open, though his current condition really prevents anything notable.

Damien deactivates his omni-blade and pounds his fist against the door uselessly, tears pricking at his eyes. "This is my fault... Open the door..." He whispers.

Ilyna stops 2 meters short of Damien's position. "I could try a biotic field," she says, "but... even if it works, it could harm vital equipment on the other side."

Leah begins floating around the infirmary, attempting to find something to pry the door open with. She has no idea that the cargo hold is detatched.

Damien floats, gripping onto the door frame. "Maybe... Maybe I could rig an omni-tool into the door panel... Use it as a temporary power source," he says, clutching at straws.

Damien floats back to the control panel and gets to work. He links his omni-tool in with the door and primes it together. He mutters a silent prayer and activates his omni-tool.

Halisi is still staring out the door to where the cargo hold used to be. (Halisi)

Damien laughs in triumph. "Get ready!" He calls to Ilyna. He presses the panel and prepares himself, now utterly defenceless as his omni-tool is used to power the door.

Ilyna raises her weapon on the door as it's about to open, but her biotics is busy keeping her upright.

Jason continues to frustratedly pound against the door.

Mendez keeps pushing crates out of the way. "Garr.... We need to do something. Now!"

Damien glares at the man, murder in his eyes. "Soon you won't. Ilyna!" He moves himself from the line of fire.

Ilyna shines her flashlight on the creature, and after identifying it, fires off 6 shots towards it with her Phalanx.

Leah cusses loudly and moves back by the door. She focuses as much energy into her biotics as she can, and begins trying to jerk the door open.

Damien is lucky he moved as the throw zips by him. Damn his lack of weaponry!

Ilyna manages to refocus her biotics to block the throw, leaving her disoriented for a few seconds. After she regains a sense of up and down, she aims more carefully at the creature, and fires off the remaining 6 shots in her clip.

Damien pushes himself into the bridge and towards the command console, avoiding the globs of goo.

Damien disconnects his omni-tool and gets to work on the command console.

Ilyna points her flashlight around. "Halisi?" she asks, glancing over her shoulder. "How harmful is the blue liquid leaking from him?"

Damien attempts the same trick with his omni-tool as he did with the door. Beads of sweat appear on his forehead, only to be carried off by the weightlessness of his surroundings.

Halisi has just managed to make her way back to their end of the corridor. "Damien! Get away from there, you'll be infected!"

Ilyna recharges her biotics, and looks towards Damien. "Do what you did on the other door," she says. "We'll get someone with full armor to come back for the controls."

Damien curses loudly and disconnects, pushing himself away. He heads towards the indicated door by Ilyna and repeats the process.

Ilyna indicates the door to the passenger compartment.

Damien repeats the process.

Garr is... tumbling about, presumably. Also, he still doesn't really have anything much to wear.

Damien opens the door.

Jason holds onto the doorframe and breathes a sigh of relief as Damien's face comes into view. "The fuck happened!?"

Ilyna biotically floats over to the doorway. "Quick, someone put on armor," she says. "Halisi said the liquid in the pilot's compartment is dangerous."

Jattic quickly begins floating around and checking lockers for his armor upon hearing Ilyna.

Ilyna sighs. "We'll have to find out," she says, before diving into the room and moving towards her bunk to at least get another clip for her pistol. She keeps her flashlight aimed on the floor not to blind anyone else.

Jasper sighs loudly. "I-... I can do it if you can get me up there. But-... No hardsuit..."

Philip seems to be in a panic - he's never been weightless before. He's yelling incoherently to himself. (Halisi)

Ilyna reaches her bunk. "Mine is still intact, but I don't know anything about ship... or any other tech for that matter," she says, reaching for her bag and pulling it towards her. "I think I can follow instructions, though." She disables her flashlight.

Jattic begins putting his gear on. "Quickly. The longer we wait, the further we get from the others!"

Damien moves into the bunk room and towards his locker. He opens it and quickly snatches his pistol from it. He slams the locker shut and nods.

Ilyna takes out a undersuit piece before quickly removing her shirt and replacing it with it before moving on to the next piece. She is hoping that the darkness is privacy, although that is the least of her worries now with all going on.

Jason seems to be getting frustrated. "My hardsuit is fucked up...."

Leah gives a sigh as the door fails to react, and begins to float around the room, feeling around with her hands, in an attempt at coming across her amp.

Ilyna gets on the rest of the soft suit and starts putting on the bigger pieces of the armor, interrupted by digging for the next one in the bag.

Damien pushes himself back into the corridor and over to the sealed door leading into the blackness of space.

Jattic continues slapping on gear. "You stay here with Jasper, Jason." he hands his omni-tool over to Jasper, "Keep in touch with Ilyna. We'll secure the bridge."

Philip is still floating around in a panic. "FuckfuckfuckfuckIcan'tstandup!" (Halisi)

Ilyna keeps putting on armor. She glances towards Philip, but doesn't say a word.

Jason gives a nod. "Shit... Anyone got a sidearm? I can't find my Phalanx, and I can't exactly use my Revenant with one arm..."

Philip floats into Ilyna. "Sorrysorrysorry..." (Halisi)

Ilyna loses a piece of armor as she's hit, but it clanks against the wall near her, She grabs his arm, using a biotic field to stop both of them from moving. "Don't worry about it," she says. "You should hold onto a bunk."