WEEK THREE - Investigation

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (3)

friday (?) survivors Friday, and the paranoia that comes with it, inches up your spine like a scorpion searching for prey. The circles around your eyes are as black as space itself, and it's difficult to remember how much sleep you have gotten in the last 72 hours. No alarm comes today. Perhaps you are unsure if that is a blessing or a curse. You feel too wary to leave your room, but you know you will have to eventually. You can only stay here for 12 hours. But you become conscious of your vulnerability, more aware of your blindspots. It becomes difficult to move, paralyzing, taxing on your mind to interact with the physical world — you would rather retreat into your thoughts. Tentatively, you leave your safe haven. taken list profiles setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[al2955]

[ It's hard to see. Likely you'll be staring between the meshed metal for a few seconds before you can really make anything out. But after a minute of your eyes adjusting to the enveloping darkness, it's pretty clear someone is in there.

Only it's hard to tell who it is, considering they're lying on the cold hard ground (oh, oh, trouble trouble trouble). Their back is facing the wall, as if sleeping. It's difficult to tell if they're breathing — as if the rest of the stray mannequin leg's body had been found and reassembled in this cell. ]

[toprotecttheworld]

[oh goddammit didn't i tell you jessie didn't want to find a body

She slams the cell door open, the metal bars rattling as she turns to look at Elizabeth and Arumat. This is going to get very, very bad, isn't it?]

You! Scarface! Run and find the nearest medical nerd or science nerd you can find! And Elizabeth! Let Shelley out of her cell immediately!

[Both of you are now James so shut up and do what she says as she moves into the room. Please don't let this be the body, she has found way too many of those for a murdergame so far. But she's going to be approaching to see what she has here...]

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[As if Shelley is going to step out willingly. She still has the key to her cell, clutching it.

The sentry station should allow you to open her cell, Elizabeth! Maybe you could try to convince her to get out peacefully]

Don't get in here, Elizabeth! I-I warn you! If you do I will...I will scream!

[Nevermind, it's hopeless for the moment]

[thanatosincarnate]

Only if she drops the idiotic nickname...

{ He trails off, because he doesn't, well. He didn't figure anyone was there, and-- }

I don't bend to the orders of anyone on this ship.

{ He steps into the cell with Jessie-- he'll run and probably grab someone after. Maybe. Honestly, he knows first aid. }

[al2955]

[ They'll have to get awfully close to make out who it is. The most striking thing is probably the regality of the clothing they're wearing — or perhaps the forest green of their hair.

In other words, it's pretty obvious that Machias Regnitz is here sleeping. Sleeping? He doesn't seem to be moving at all. ]

[toprotecttheworld]

Arumat P. Thanatos! Between you, myself, and Elizabeth, we're facing a body and there's been no body announcement! Now unless you think Elizabeth can outrun you, go now! I've been to nursing school, but this might be bad!

[Well, she ran away from nursing school. Praying that there's something she can do, she's going to run over to the body. Stupid, stupid nerd. Stupid nerd! STUPID NERD! She needs to check Machias' eyes first, doesn't she? And lift his neck if it'll help him breathe easier, nursing is hard. Oh, checking his pulse is probably a good thing to do, too.]

[thanatosincarnate]

{ When he spots it is Machias, there is a pregnant pause.

and just like that

he snaps. }

You have no authority over me. What makes you think you're more qualified to handle this situation than I am?

{ He's pissed. He doesn't care if Jessie went to nursing school -- if Machias was dead, he wanted to be here where he could help now. After that, he comes closer, if anything, to see if there was anything off in the immediate area around Machias in the cell -- the floor, the walls, or anything.

It looks like Jessie's already got a good handle on Machias' body, so there's not much he can do there. But if need be, he'll even try to revive Machias himself if the boy isn't breathing. }

[toprotecttheworld]

Wha?! What makes you think you're more qualified than I am?!

[So it's a battle of who's more qualified. Sure, they should REALLY get a doctor and complete the duo, but instead it's like there's tow Jessies and no James and that's not how Team Rocket works at all.

Time to just wait on some vital results, then.]

Come on, nerd! You better not die! I've found enough bodies this week, I'm not finding a third!

[al2955]

[ Jessie will notice a very faint pulse beating from his neck. When she lifts his chin, she may notice some light glistening on his chin — some sort of liquid dripping from his mouth. The pupils of his eyes are tiny.

There isn't a lot to see in the cell — Arumat might notice that Machias has some sort of bottle under his hand, though. ]

[thanatosincarnate]

Naturally due to the nature of my profession.

{ He carefully takes the bottle from Machias' hand-- he'll examine the bottle for a label, etc, and try to find out how much has been used by moving the bottle a bit in his hand. }

... What's the verdict?

[toprotecttheworld]

I didn't know "wild animal" was a profession.

[But she breathes a sigh of relief. Pokémon nursing school doesn't exactly teach you how to recognize signs of drug overdose, but with the liquid running down his mouth and the way his pupils aren't right, it's still pretty obvious. Arumat might need to confirm it was painkillers, but Jessie can confirm one point.]

He was drugged. But...he's alive, at least for now. Nerd twerp, if you don't pull through, I'm going to kill you myself!

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[OH GOD JESSIE IS ABOUT TO GO INTO A RAMPAGE Shelley heard that and is trying to melt into the shadows of her cell]

[al2955]

[ The bottle is nondescript and empty, but there are signs of condensation on the inside, as if liquid once was in it. ]

[thanatosincarnate]

That's because it isn't. You surround yourself around a wild animal all the time and you don't know this?

{ He's relieved (enough to be petty in his bickering)-- and yet that only lasts for a short time. Then, the male would move into action now. }

Move.

{ He'll move in regardless or do whatever is needed to move Jessie out of the way (which he'd rather avoid doing harshly because that could jostle Machias). Once given enough space, the Eldarian would ensure Machias was in the proper recovery position (like Jessie was to prevent choking) before he got to work.

He'll carefully insert his index and middle fingers into his mouth -- he'll have moved them along the tongue to the back of Machias' mouth and then press downwards with his finger tips to induce vomiting.

He'll be trying his best, if only because he knows they'll have to act now. }

[breakshot]

[ It might take Arumat a few moments of pressing down before he finds the right spot; Machias is completely still and unresponsive. His frames are missing too. If he and Jessie are observant, they may catch something out of place the front jacket pockets of his normally very neat and properly worn uniform.

Before long, he'll start to stir. Actually, he might stir a bit suddenly, choking and hacking until--

Well. Until the vomit arrives. Have fun with that, Arumat, Jessie. It looks like he's finally starting to breathe a little, although it's still shallow. Faint, even. ]

[toprotecttheworld]

Just because I'm moving doesn't mean I take orders from you. I was going to do it anyways.

[And it makes sense. She's never learned how to make Pokémon vomit, it's all about setting bandages and applying medicine, really basic things more akin to what a mother might know just from experience.

She's not going to do anything until he's done vomiting on himself, but she'll peel his jacket out of the way so at least it remains undisturbed.]

He's breathing. Thank goodness. We still need to have him see a doctor.

[But since Arumat is right there, maybe he should check the jacket? Jessie takes out her datapad and tries to turn on a flashlight mode. If there isn't one, she'll just use the start screen. Is there anything out of place around the bed?]

[brooches]

[ Okay, so not that I'm back with a full belly of steak or seasonal supply of Bath & Body Works or anything... but Elizabeth was totally productive. Let's pretend this didn't take four hours for her to do, but she's relieved to hear that vomiting sound, a clear indication that Machias was breathing and alive.

But. Shelley. Elizabeth can't deal with you right now. ]

I think it's best we get everyone out of here. Now. The last thing we need is to overlook something in our franticness. I'll get Miss Shelley -

[ And around the sentry station she goes, slamming her palm down onto the button to release all of the cells without effort. The resounding click, click, click as the doors open/unlock. Even if they're all being driven batshit, Shelley has to see how comforting Elizabeth's look is among "freeing her".

And while she's here, she'll just go ahead and see if there's anything concerning. ]

[thanatosincarnate]

Hmph.

{ Either way, Arumat is there so he will be looking into those pockets very much to see what even the hell was going on with them. What are you hiding in your small confines, pockets? }

We do. Having a doctor look over him will help. It shouldn't be too hard to find someone soon.

[al2955]

[ Sadly there's no flashlight move and Jessie doesn't currently know the move Flash, but the start screen lights things up enough. Where Machias was laying is one tablet. It appears to be some sort of medicine. On Machias's jacket is a pouch wrapped around his shoulder. There are shotgun shells in the pouch: twenty-three to be exact.

Arumat will find Machias's glasses in his front jacket pocket. They're intact.

Behind the sentry station, Elizabeth will find a shotgun propped up against the wall. ]

[brooches]

I found something!

[ Elizabeth's gasp is loud - audibly among the group. This... was horrible. She'll cautiously pick the shotgun up with her hands, obviously the weight of it foreign. With a glance over it, is there anything noticeable? Smell of gunfire, safety off, etc etc? She looks around and the object looks so... strange in the hands of someone like Elizabeth. ]

[al2955]

[ The safety is turned off on the gun. There's no noticeable smell from the gun, but she'll notice that it looks pretty odd. The gun also is not loaded. ]

[unasking]

[Well Shelley went to get a doctor and one has arrived, probably rather suddenly as he rushed to get there.

When Frankenstein arrives in full lab coat and gloves, there is a fallen neurotic megaphone of a teenager, vomit everywhere probably courtesy of Scarface the Second Coming, and his favorite former science experiment is absolutely holding a shotgun and it takes every fibre of his being to not curse because what the shit.

Instead he gives out a harsh and immediate:]

Move.

[He'll be walking forward with purpose to retrieve Machias then, picking him up into his arms and then probably leaving as soon as possible to get this child to the medical bay. As far as he's concerned, they don't have the tools to care for Machias here.]

[breakshot]

[ Welp, now his blazer's got vomit all over it. That, as well as the bed and Arumat probably. While this commotion is happening, Machias stirs a little more. His eyes are half open, pupils still constricted and his expression clearly disoriented as his head starts to move. If one's listening closely, they might hear murmurs although indistinct ones. Is he trying to say something?

It looks like he's trying to move his limbs, although the most he can manage is a twitch of his fingers. ]

[thanatosincarnate]

{ His eyes fall upon that weapon -- the gun she's holding. And. Well. }

You did. Looks like we'll be dealing with another foolish mess soon.

{ Some of Machias' vomit did get on his jacket, so he'll be probably taking that off, seeing no point in remaining in the area no longer. He'll be rising to his feet completely now (he had to kneel a bit when dealing with Machias) and follow Frankenstein and Machias without a further single word.

The robots can now deal with Machias' jacket, probably. }

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[You're comforting, that's for sure. It takes a moment for Shelley to really trust you enough not to hurt her, but then she stands up and hesitantly steps out.

The sounds aren't...really comforting, but it seems everything is in order in this place. Shelley is startled for a second when Elizabeth takes the shotgun the moderators just said she found behind the sentry station, and approached]

I-I'm going out...I don't think I'm in condition to investigate whatever happened here...

[Because let's face it, she'd be a hidrance, being all jumpy and paranoid]

I'll get a doctor or someone...

[Sorry, Elizabeth, after that Shelley will just...return to her room and take advantage of the twelve hours she can spend there]