What their Eyes See: Optional Ongoing

[voidtreckermods]

By day eight the Voidtreckers have made a good deal of progress in all their tasks but there is still a lot to do to help the people of the city.

It is around mid morning when there is a message on their comms. For those that want to help it is easy to either find Anan herself or ask for netpoints and scanners to be brought to them by Chiff.

Illusions have gotten worse, uncertainty and fear are rising across all tiers and the situation is becoming more chaotic by the day. Indeed especially on the first and second tiers it seems that the voidtreckers themselves are being targeted, with creatures stalking them and attacks on their minds to make them believe that what they are seeing is real.

Same inside the Spectura system, the vines seem to almost be on the offensive against the voidtreckers though things are getting better outside the game system as more of the vicitms are freed and wake up.

Almost opposite to the situation on the lowest tier, which is getting more chaotic by the day. Anger is bubbling over, people are frightened and in a place like this the only real way to express that fear is through anger.

There has been a lot of progress but there is still a lot of work to do, especially as many of the voidtreckers have started to realise, this all seems a little too familiar.

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Re: Anan

[so_dark_a_road]

As soon as Curufin is finished talking to Anan on the comm, he hustles off to the north lab building, takes the lift, and exits at the roof level. "Anan? Hi, it's me, Curufin."

Senku Ishigami | Information Meeting

[10billionpercent]

Senku had invited people to come and meet, to discuss what kinds of things he'd learned from Anan.

To that end, he was waiting outside the apartment, leaning against the wall of the physical building casually. He knew that once he told people how to get in it wouldn't be a problem and they could congregate in the condo he and Gen had claimed.

He was relaxed, or at least looked it and he was just awaiting people patiently. Once they got inside, he'd get into all the things he was able to discover through talking with Anan.

[worthallthis]

Soldat shows up, because more intel is always useful, and because they're kind of worried about the connection with the previous two missions. They just nod at Senku, and wait for more people to arrive, eyes on their surroundings and a hand on their gun in case something decides to ambush this larger group of Voidtreckers.

[flatteries]

Inigo definitely didn't expect to end up with conspiracy o' clock.

But he also didn't mind it. Even though he doesn't think he's very good at thinking these things through, or bringing up good things, he doesn't mind trying. Especially when it seems like Anan is working really hard on figuring it out. And Inigo.. well, he isn't the type to want anyone to have to work on something all by themselves.

"Well, the monster illusions weren't exactly.. friendly." Which would lead towards the 'get rid of us' option, right? Why draw them in, only to kill them if that wasn't the intention? It'd be a waste.

He glances over at Anan, a hint of worry in his eyes.

"If there really is something bigger behind all this, maybe it doesn't like us helping out worlds. Maybe-- Maybe it was something to do with those shadows."

[blitzcheer]

"Thanks for coming."

It's not what he means to say approaching her and Chiff, a hi or hey usually a way of introducing your presence. But it comes out before Tidus has time to think, to even consider how dumb that is, maybe. When Anan as the one who sent out the signal that brought them here, that it's not exactly what he means.

But if any Chiffs want to come and give him some company as he comes to a pause, Tidus won't ignore the droid. "Well, I guess I mean - thanks for believing us. For reaching out."

But especially the part about believing them.

Fiends

[cureofmanyworlds]

“You recognize it?” Nozomi asked, the two of them facing down a

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“You recognize it?” Nozomi asked, the two of them facing down a <a href=“ https://finalfantasy.fandom.com/wiki/Mech_Leader”>Mech Leader</a> before them.

“It’s so... lanky!”

[securityconsultant]

Intel? Intel.

Murderbot isn't surprised to see Soldat here as well, though it only briefly acknowledges him. And instead of sitting and making itself comfortable, it sends a couple drones in to position to monitor the door outside while it itself stands just inside, hands slipping in to its pockets in an attempt at seeming nonchalant.

It is very bad at seeming nonchalant. It looks more like a guard who has never been nonchalant, attempting to be nonchalant.

...

Which it kind of is.

this is just the arrivals thread now

[morganizedchaos]

The best thing about the ghost condos is that they wind up being psychically quiet, relatively speaking. For his part, Ghost shows up to the building group looking completely like a lookieloo until he just sort of adopts a spot near Soldat.

"Looks like a party," he says to the general group, before giving a small nod towards 'Rin.' "Thanks for the drone thing earlier." No, he's not going to explain that to the rest of the group. Rin will know what he means.

[worthallthis]

Soldat rolls their eyes at them both, but it's amiable. "Thanks for the drone thing now." They don't mind extra eyes on things, from a vantage point they can't get to properly without making it hard to listen in.

[securityconsultant]

"Don't mention it." No, it means that. Don't-

Its gaze flicks to Soldat. Then it doesn't-quite-huff, settling more in to the wall, seemingly not sure how to process that when it's just...

"...it's what I do." Y'know. Security.

[yondu]

Oh. Wait. What?

"What all could it tell with that?" He holds his hand out to accept the metal squares, patting down his scanned self with the other one.

More questions in a bit, he's figuring that strangeness out first.

[10billionpercent]

"Security's a valuable skill." Senku commented, although he didn't quite move to get off the wall yet.

"I'm waiting for a bit for whoever wants to show up, but I can show you the way in and tell you how to get to our condo if you want to go inside instead of standing out here." He figured he'd make the offer, like the good host he should be.

Left the tag at the same time

[yondu]

Yondu's been feeling the sharp edges of the smog lately, not good for a guy that uses his lungs to fight. So he shows up with his scarf pulled up over his mouth and nose and a pair of dark sunglasses until they're inside.

While they're talking he pulls it down. Rin he doesn't know. Ghost he's at least met. Senku he's sort of acquainted with. Soldat he knows well enough.

"Yeah I'd rather get inside."

No worries

[10billionpercent]

"No problem." Senku said, showing Yondu how to get into the ghost building. "Just follow me, touch here and push a bit. I'll be back out in a second. Sixth floor. Third door on the right from the elevator. It's open."

With that, he pressed and wetn inside the ghost entry point, leaving him in the lobby of the building.

[subcircuits]

Devero's arrival is preceded by one Sir Beepers; he's sent the companion drone up to scout. Sir Beepers, however, is a pet first and an intel unit as a far distant second, so as soon as it spots Chiff its attention is riveted. It beeps right back, approaching with an electronic trill and its front tarsals outstretched.

Following Sir Beepers is another drone, smaller and far less remarkable in appearance. In fact, this one could be an intel unit but for its size. It has a low profile and dark, matte finish, but it's big, about the size of a hockey puck floating through the air. Still, it might be easy to miss with Beepers causing a ruckus in its excitement over having found what it perceives to be another companion drone like itself.

What is impossible to miss is the hardlight hologram that spawns into life around the drone. While the other prototypes in this project can project only featureless humanoid figures, barely modified from the basic Helpmate template, Devero's indulged in a touch of vanity for his unit: the hologram looks like him, if translucent and a monochrome purple.

"Anan?" It also sounds like him, though the voice issues from the middle of the figure where the drone projector is concealed, and not the head. "I'm Devero, we met on Erda?"

piggybacks in

[morganizedchaos]

"Looks like you guys have got that handled," Ghost says to the apparent security team. "I'm going to head in, then." He follows Yondu and Senku into the building.

"Good to see that at least a few people from the other missions are able to come," he says. "I don't know how anyone's going to get up from Red unless they can teleport." Which, Thanatos, but.

Re: piggybacks in

[light_of_willpower]

Trunks is...late. Not too late, hopefully but late. The hood of his borrowed outfit is up, as is the scarf part over his nose. He'd had to go slightly to the outskirts, fly up a tier or two which was not fun in the smog or healthy, and then try to discreetly but quickly make his way here.

Signs of how bad it is out there are that he's actually out of breath. He'd stayed as close to the city as he could without calling too much attention to himself. "Sorry, I wasn't sure if anyone else would make it from Tier 4. I'm helping out Red team at the moment."

fifteen minutes late without starbucks

[namethattune]

Going anywhere in this city seems to take more time than it ought, and Siebren still has not yet started to compensate for it. It doesn't help that illusions, though fake, still have him on edge, and he finds himself subconsciously glancing out of the corner of his eye when he passes an alleyway or turns a corner, if only to make sure there are no glowing red optics following him.

(As though a Bastion unit were capable of stealth. He needs to get a hold on himself.)

But he arrives all the same and nods at the small group gathered there, unknowingly only just missing Senku's departure into the building. "I hope I am not too late."

[motherofresistance]

Given that she was working with purple team, Leia didn't really need to be told how to get into the building. Nor did she seem particularly worried about whether or not she'd be late as she joined the gathering group. She'd been planning to come back to the building tonight anyway, and the meeting was mostly a nice bonus for her. Not that she wasn't interested in hearing what the young man had to say, but she doubted the information was quite as sensitive as he seemed to think it was.

"I'd say 'good evening', everyone, but who can tell in this place?", she said as she arrived. "Are we going to be the last ones, or are more people coming?"

[crimsonsnow]

One gargoyle down, Jade follows the first lunge with a rain of icicles - taking out two more and disarming a skeleton. Depending on the numbers, they might be able to finish this soon, but...

[pragmaticcollaborator]

[Ray watches as Chiff circles him, not quite sure what to make of the little droid but not stopping them from circling him either.]

It’s Ray. You said you had netpoints to pick up?

[He adjusts the collar on his coat as he speaks, trying to make sure his tattoo stays hidden.]

tier two ; rest

[adregem]

He strolls in, almost missing Tidus's inquiry as he chugs down heavy gulps of water from an almost empty bottle. Having accommodations as a team was a luxury he wasn't about to pass up, so there's an understanding to routinely return to the space when time could be afforded away from crime scenes - or monster traps, if he was to be more accurate about the set-up.

Roland shakes his head slightly, chin in an upwards tilt from the mouth of the bottle, before swallowing and speaking.

"Just gathering my bearings," he says, catching his breath quenched of thirst. It's been a day and a half. "Then I'm off again." To where, he doesn't specify, but seeing the food out and the smell wafting through the ghost complex, he lingers a little bit longer than necessary to align with a friend. The sight of real food draws a complex expression upon him; like remembering something he'd rather forget.

"If I have to eat one of those slime things one more time...Gah."

[adregem]

"Hey."

He approaches Anan when he knows there is privacy. It's not going to last, Roland knows this, but he'll shoot for it while the opportunity is there. While he has a connection to someone who knows more.

His footsteps don't make it any less certain that he is here for a particular purpose, heavy in stride. Roland stops by the edge of her table, and he uncrosses his arms. Though the dip in his brow means business, Anan is free to note that it's more worried and eager to talk than it is distrustful. After his talk with Senku, he has no choice but to concede. They had no other option available, and she had given no indication of being untrustworthy as his worse instincts led him to believe. The fact that she makes herself so known to them is proof enough; that she's staying to help fix a problem they had to solve together.

But more than Kamakan, Roland is here for a bit deeper than one world.

"Sorry to bother the work. I promise I'll make it quick." He says. "Can I talk to you about a few things? Not about what's happening on this world, but...I don't know. Maybe they're connected."

[blitzcheer]

The machines hums, calculations made as it faces down the both of them; Tidus bringing out his sword with some hesitation as its water-hue glimmers visibly from its blade. Not a good weapon for these things, but...!

"Yeah! Not so tough without its goons though!" But it would be even better if Tidus had his company. Bah, if only Rikku was here!

But that might not be where Tidus's thoughts are better being, as those lanky arms cross at its front and electricity starts to build up around the machine, a memory clicking - "Wait, get out of the way, it jumps!" - and shared in the instance their foe does exactly that--coming for Tidus as it pounces at him. He rolls out of the way, twisting with his sword as the machine just a quickly responds to getting dodged, swinging a limb with electricity still running down it and making Tidus drop his blade as it gets zapped. "Ah!"

Water is so not good in this situation.

[blitzcheer]

And pounce at him it does, meeting the appearance of Tidus's water-blade into its belly, bouncing it off into the street in Casper's direction. But that attack alone doesn't seem to be enough as it rises back onto his feet.

"Ugh, yeah, that and twenty other versions of it! It's nothing but a pain in the ass!"

Which is to say, Tidus sounds more annoyed than worried about it, even as it goes for him again - but maybe Casper would like to get to it first before Tidus. And fortunately, Tidus can't recall any of the special tricks it has under its claws usually, since as he said - there's so many of them in Spira.

They're nothing more than pesky dogs in his memories.