002✖; (audio @hot.damn)

[circumitus]

"So. Don't suppose anyone has put our heads together in order to make this place more operational yet, have they? Getting pretty sick of sitting around not knowing shit, so am starting on a few projects that maybe some could assist in."

[Well, that's one way to get things started. There's also a reason why all you're hearing is Rey's voice and she's not texting, because she sounds like someone who hasn't slept in several days. That's also because she hasn't slept in several days. Sleep is dumb.]

"First of all: Who's been familiarizing themselves with the tech in this place, if anyone? Maybe someone who can help with electrical and engineering, computing, shit like that. Trying to get some shut doors open here.

"Second: We got any mechanics? Figured those rigs in the garage and shop could use some tidying. Might be useful.

"Last: Been digging through the library's rubble for anything worthwhile. Found lots of weird shit, from alien to ancient Earth texts... Left what's legible and intact sorted in some piles there, but feel free to organize or sort through any of it if you're curious or just need something to do.

[Pause.]

"Speaking of which, what are you doing?"

[That's almost more of an existential question than Rey intended it to be. If she gets any smartass responses, she has only herself to blame.]

"That's all."

Comments

[nothinglikefather]

Bloody right it is.

[ Especially his morale. Not being able to drink is making him feel very very shitty. ]

What else you trying to organise? Happy to try and get everyone off their arses.

[circumitus]

Well, mostly just think it's good for people to pool over ideas on what they're good at, and what they're interested in learning. Play into each other's strengths.

If you're into exploration, having people who're willing to scout outside of Anchor is a good start. Like that city that's a ways from here...

[Rey might have climbed the giant plant stalk.]

[nothinglikefather]

Good idea. People never like being assigned anything.

[But then she goes on, and while she might not be able to see his grin, it's obvious in the tone of his words]

We have to go, I agree. There might be all sorts of useful things there, or information at the very least, so we have some idea of where we are, why we're here.

And I'm betting there will be some big bastards to fight on the way.

[circumitus]

Have found that many don't like being told what to do, especially.

[Rey being one of those types, herself.]

Was thinking the same thing. Maybe it'll have some answers on what happened to the people here. If there are any survivors, we can't bank on them being friendly -- or sane. [Like Joe Tentacle-face.] Should expect a fight, either way.

[nothinglikefather]

[ Jacob is another one of those types. ]

If you told me to go explore that city, I probably would still go. But not because you told me.

Maybe it will. Or it might be more habitable than here, who knows. Point is, we can't just sit here and ignore it. I think I know someone that can estimate how far away it is. Then we just need to work out how to get there.

[circumitus]

Figured as much.

[She has only just met him, but sometimes you just know Those Types.]

Best bet is to get a rig up and working to make the trip. Things are too fucked out there to try and hoof it to unfamiliar territory through risk of storms and radiation.

[nothinglikefather]

A rig?

[ She's not met him face-to-face, she's not seen that he's from a time before motorised transport. To him, a rig is a sort of boat. And he doesn't think a boat is going to get them across that expanse of nothingness. ]