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Kitty Pryde (shadowkitkat) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-10-23 16:38:00

Entry tags:

gamewide plot, kitty pryde (616), nyx ulric

Who: Anyone who wants to be spooked in space!
What: Scary alien time
Where: Through the doors and into USCSS Nostromo
When: Open throughout the Halloween Event

While returning to Earth from Thedus, the Nostromo was diverted to the Zeta II Reticuli system when the ship's mainframe intercepted a distress beacon originating from an uncharted planetoid. The ship is top of the line for her age, complete with hypersleep chambers, mess hall, infirmary, and other industrial areas. The ship also comes equipped with the AI designated MU-TH-UR, to answer questions and make sure the crew is on mission. And through the ship there is a feeling of being watched, though the crew seems to be nowhere to be found.

'Evidence of the Nostromo's unceasing mechanical vigilance was everywhere on the quiet ship, in soft hums and lights that formed the breath of instrumental sentience. It permeated the very fabric of the vessel, extended sensors to check every circuit and strut. It had sensors outside too, monitoring the pulse of the cosmos. Those sensors had fastened onto an electromagnetic anomaly.'

Inside the bridge, small and built only for one person, there is a read out of the mission:

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Steve / Tony

captainhandsome
2019-10-30 01:02 am UTC (link)

Dying wasn't at the top of Steve's to do list, it wasn't exactly at the bottom either, there were worse things. But life in Starklandia was actually better than Steve had thought he'd ever really get, there were things there so good he'd never let himself actually dream of them. He wasn't ready to let go of that any time soon. Not the small family they'd built, a little piece of quiet and relative safety. Steve was always going to want one more day waking up beside Tony.

Places certainly had a 'vibe' to them. When he'd arrived in their new home he had felt a sense of safety, there was none of that here. Fear echoed in the quiet, like they'd just missed something truly awful. Steve had been on the scene for a great many tragedies and even when they were over, it was like some of the feelings remained and clung to what was left.

"Saved the universe and then some," Steve agreed and he tried for gentle and warm but he was wary as he eyed the hole in the ground. It was hardly a jump, more a skip over it, testing the ground on the other side was stable with his own body weight before he reached out to Tony. "C'mere," Steve said because gee he hated having anything between them, even a stupid hole in the floor.

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Steve / Tony

allaboutego
2019-10-30 02:53 am UTC (link)

It did feel like something bad had just gone down - like the two of them had just missed it. Tony wasn't sure what it was they'd just missed, but he didn't like the way it felt -- too quiet and too still, like something was just waiting for the right reason to come back.

Of course, Tony would much prefer it if whatever it was waited a little longer because neither he nor Steve were overly prepared for any kind of encounter. Sure, they were both scrappy and good in a jam, but that didn't mean that was the way Tony preferred to have things.

"The universe is enough," Tony said -- but instead of taking the hand offered to him, he crouched down to inspect the way that whatever had eaten through the floors was still sizzling a little. Tony was generally all about science, but he was wise enough not to reach down and touch it. "Acid that melts through several layers of floors at a time seems like a really, really bad choice on a space ship," he said thoughtfully before standing and taking the hand that Steve was still patiently offering him. "Okay. We find either engineering or the bridge." And for having been in space more than once now, having been on real spaceships, having worked with NASA more than once in the past --Tony still somehow gathered all of his knowledge from Star Trek.

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Steve / Tony

captainhandsome
2019-10-30 11:01 pm UTC (link)

Steve really did feel better when he had his shield, something between him and everyone else. Not to mention he was good with it, he could use it to provide a pretty good offence when he needed to. But here he had nothing, just the shirt on his back and shoes on his feet. That would be the last time he went leaving home empty handed though.

He wasn't a fan of Tony staying on the other side, but he stayed quiet, lips pressed into a thin line as he looked. "Why would anyone bring that on board?" Steve asked, practically sighing with relief when Tony took his hand. So much so he didn't let it go, holding it by his side as they walked. If one of them was going to go falling through some acid trap then better to already have hold of each other.

Not to mention being close to Tony brought him a great deal of calm. Sure he didn't want him here, but they were together and that's where they belonged. He hadn't been on many ships, but all roads upward tended to lead somewhere important and he nodded.

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Steve / Tony

allaboutego
2019-10-31 01:32 am UTC (link)

Why would anyone bring that on board? Tony thinned his lips in thought, but realized that the only answer he could come up with was that it wasn't something most people would bring out on purpose. And if they did, they were generally just... bad people trying to make trouble for others.

Neither answer left him happy. Particularly not as they kept going and every once in a while would come across a tiny little bit of the stuff just sizzling its way into a wall, or more (smaller) holes in the floor.

"I hate this place," he decided instead of answering the question he didn't have a valid response for anyway. But Steve was here and holding his hand and frankly there weren't a lot of people he'd rather be in a tough spot with than Steve Rogers -- shield or no, the guy was good in all sorts of situations. "This ship looks like it was built in the 70s," he complained, even as they slipped into a new room -- it was darker in here than in the hall and it was really only Tony's arc reactor that cast any light. "Nothing elegant about it."

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Steve / Tony

captainhandsome
2019-11-02 01:14 am UTC (link)

Anything that was going to get to Tony was going through Steve first, acid or anything else. He'd lost him once and the image of that haunted him at night, kept him up sometimes, standing back and watching him turn into dust on a breeze. A great man, the greatest Steve had ever known, it tore him up to think about and he wasn't going to let anything like that happen again.

Steve could see Tony's point, the technology wasn't like that The Guardians had, or anything as high tech as Nebula. It looked more like the ships you saw on old TV shows and that didn't go filling Steve with confidence. Steve's personal nightlight did a pretty good job lighting the way and his eyes adjusted quickly to the low light.

It was too quiet, with that disconcerting feeling they were moving and Steve paused, stopping Tony too. He stayed still, listening carefully, sure he'd heard something. "I don't like this," Steve said seriously.

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allaboutego
2019-11-03 01:26 am UTC (link)

Tony stopped when Steve did, the hand on his arm comforting but also a little worrying, and he could realy just fucking kick himself in the ass for not bringing his nanotech casing with him. That just spoke of the kind of unprepared idiocy that he'd once told himself he was never going to deal with again, once. He was better than this. Certainly usually more paranoid. And now they were probably going to end up paying for it. There was no way this ship was as empty as what it felt like.

Tony really, really, hated not having the kind of hearing Steve did. And he hated feeling like he was being watched. "What is it?" He asked, low and equally serious, because it was obvious he didn't like it. Neither of them didn't like it. What they needed wasn't obvious facts, but an understanding of what it was they didn't like.

Not that Tony really wanted to find that there was a reason for their discomfort -- but maybe it might help. The dreaded feeling of the unknown was always the worst things about horror movies, and this felt weirdly similar.

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