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Portam Lux
Apr 15, 2015 16:13:02 GMT -5
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Post by Atomic Muffin on Apr 15, 2015 16:13:02 GMT -5
Ignacio walks into one of the indicated locker rooms.
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Post by gasmask on Apr 15, 2015 16:15:20 GMT -5
Jade does likewise.
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Post by Kneeskeysllama on Apr 15, 2015 19:42:39 GMT -5
Lyra does too, but not before saluting Dr.Burr and accidentally running into the door. "O-oof!"
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Post by Raptor on Apr 15, 2015 20:53:50 GMT -5
gasmaskAtomic MuffinKneeskeysllamaThrough each door is a small, personal locker room. It's not terribly cramped, even for Jade. There are six lockers in each of them, each with its own eye identification scanner. Four of the scanners have red lights, meaning they're owned and locked, and two are green, meaning they're available for claim. There is also a small bathroom with a toilet and sink that seem to be species-universal. There is a holo-pad on the floor which lights up when they step in. A blue hologram of an non-detailed humanoid figure appears. It has two simple white eyes and bows mechanically as you approach. "Greetings," it says in a synthetic but pleasant voice. "I am the ISC Roanoke's ship-board AI, C.A.P." It holds an arm out toward the restroom. "On your left is the restroom. Please take care of any bodily needs before you proceed." It gestures to the lockers in the same mechanical fashion. "These lockers are for storing your current clothes. Please select one and let the scanner identify you, so that only you may reopen it. Please remove all articles of clothing and lock them in your locker before proceeding to the showers in the next area." It points to a glass door at the end of the rows of lockers that leads into a small chamber. "If you have any questions, press the blue button on your right, and I will assist you." It points to a blue button on the wall before disappearing.
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Post by Atomic Muffin on Apr 16, 2015 16:19:32 GMT -5
Ignacio shrugs. Straightforward enough. Guess I'll try to get a locker.
He walks to the locker with the green light and attempts to open it. Bringing his eyes close to the retinal pad to allow them to identify him.
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Post by Raptor on Apr 16, 2015 16:28:02 GMT -5
Atomic MuffinThe locker opens for him as the scanner scans his eyes, then beeps.
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Post by Atomic Muffin on Apr 16, 2015 16:44:00 GMT -5
He strips and places all of his clothing into the locker. Completely nude, he goes into the washroom to take care of his bodily functions before walking through the indicated doorway to the shower area.
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Post by gasmask on Apr 16, 2015 16:46:16 GMT -5
Jade does the same with the other green locker before half shouting, "Oi, either of you two hear me?"
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Post by Kneeskeysllama on Apr 16, 2015 16:56:12 GMT -5
Lyra brushes the bangs off her face and looks into the scanner. "Come onnnnn come onnnnn...this thing takes too long to scan..."
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Post by Raptor on Apr 16, 2015 16:56:31 GMT -5
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Post by gasmask on Apr 16, 2015 17:02:18 GMT -5
"Figures," Jade mutters letting one rip as she stores her clothes as instructed, "Hopefully the showers are communal so we can talk then."
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Post by Raptor on Apr 16, 2015 17:07:25 GMT -5
Atomic MuffinInside is a small white chamber with several nozzles on the walls, ceiling, and floor (along with some drains). C.A.P.'s synthetic voice chimes in: "Please step into the center and fully extend all limbs to begin decontamination." KneeskeysllamaThe scanner beeps, and the light blinks. gasmaskThe locker's light turns red when she closes it.
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Post by Atomic Muffin on Apr 16, 2015 17:09:40 GMT -5
Ignacio does as instructed. He stands in the center of one of the showers and extends his arms. He spreads his legs shoulder width apart.
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Post by gasmask on Apr 16, 2015 19:01:23 GMT -5
Jade wanders into her own shower and mutters, "What are these people? Puritans?"
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Post by Kneeskeysllama on Apr 16, 2015 22:00:34 GMT -5
Lyra lets her hair down and takes her clothes off, putting them in the locker. "I miss the girls..."
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Post by Raptor on Apr 17, 2015 11:40:57 GMT -5
Atomic MuffinThe nozzles extend and spray Ignacio's body with soapy chemical water, thouroughly cleaning his body. The water shuts off and wider nozzles on the walls stream out powerful jets of air, moving down along he wall and drying him off. Then, a scanner at the top of the door ahead sends out a plane of light that scans him up and down. It then blinks green. "Decontamination complete. Please proceed." The door opens into another locker room. It's similar to the one before, but without the bathroom, and two of the lockers are open, holding a black skinsuit with the TCI logo on the shoulder. gasmaskJade has a similar experience, except when she steps inside, C.A.P.'s voice chimes in: "Artificial limb detected." The water spray across her body as well, covering all except her false leg. Then a separate nozzle extends on an arm, spraying down the leg with a different type of water, cleaning the leg. She's then dried off and scanned, and the door opens to a similar room. KneeskeysllamaShe locks the locker, and the light turns red.
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Portam Lux
Apr 17, 2015 12:19:35 GMT -5
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Post by Atomic Muffin on Apr 17, 2015 12:19:35 GMT -5
He puts on the skinsuit.
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Post by gasmask on Apr 17, 2015 14:50:54 GMT -5
Jade walks out trying to blow the water and soap that managed to get up her nose out as she tries to brush her mane out of her eyes, suspecting both it and her coat is now a frizzy mess. She lifts up her arm and sniffs once to see if she smells like wet Canis before moving to try and shake the water out of her ears. "At least it was quick," she mutters reaching for her skin suit with one hand and detaching her leg with the other, "Be nice if they provided a brush or something."
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Post by Kneeskeysllama on Apr 17, 2015 16:49:11 GMT -5
Lyra walks to the shower and sighs, she closes her eyes and falls to the floor of the shower, asleep as the water is on.
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Post by Raptor on Apr 17, 2015 18:08:27 GMT -5
Atomic MuffinThe locker closes like the others. There's a door ahead. gasmaskThe skinsuit looks like it was designed for Canis females of her size, and appears to be able to morph to her shape if she were to put it on. KneeskeysllamaThere's a loud beep. "Please stand in an upright position with all limbs extended."
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Post by gasmask on Apr 17, 2015 18:49:08 GMT -5
Jade sighs as she sets her leg to the side, "I really hate tight fitting clothing," she grumbles, "I bet this stuff feels awful." Jade attempts to slide the suit on while hopefully avoiding any incidents where her claws get tangled in or tear the suit.
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Post by Kneeskeysllama on Apr 17, 2015 18:56:50 GMT -5
Lyra jumps up and stands straight with her arms out. "Ok! Ok!!! Gosh you are more uppity than Eyuun"
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Portam Lux
Apr 17, 2015 20:50:07 GMT -5
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Post by Atomic Muffin on Apr 17, 2015 20:50:07 GMT -5
Ignacio walks through the door.
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Post by Raptor on Apr 17, 2015 21:14:53 GMT -5
gasmaskThe suit seems easily stretchable, and thus doesn't tear. It actually feels fairly comfortable on her, even with her fur. KneeskeysllamaThe shower commences, hosing her down, drying her off, and scanning her. The door opens to a room similar to the others'. Atomic MuffinOutside, there's a much more open room. There are a number of people in this one, talking with each other. There's multiple sections of the room divided by long tables and racks of equipment, each leading out of a locker room like the one Ignacio just left. Three of these sections each have two people standing in them, holding pieces of equipment, like many of the various items scattering the tables and racks. Past the ends of the tables is an open space, and at the far wall, a few planetary landing pods, docked and ready to go. The two people in Ignacio's section turn and look at him. One is a young human male, the other is the female Rakkarro from before. "All set?" The man asks. Ignacio notices they're both holding pieces of a CES.
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Post by Atomic Muffin on Apr 18, 2015 8:09:35 GMT -5
"As soon as I'm geared up, I'll be good as gold," he says with no particular inflection. Practiced stoicism masks any indication of excitement, anxiety, or impatience.
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