i walk around all day inside a dream,

[agogemod]

WHO? Everybody!
WHAT? Time to do that stuff you voted about.
WHEN? BASE, home sweet home.
ANYTHING ELSE? Violence, as always. Please warn in subject lines for anything beyond physical violence, and move to a personal journal if things go beyond PG-13. Also, potentially, alien... animal.... murder........

TOUCH BASE;

backfill armed services echelon
COST re-appropriated vehicle 854A-5.2

hey remember this thing.

CATCH AND RELEASE

Because YOU demanded it!

Well, most of you anyway. The poll is closed, and mercy won the day; the DACTYL droids now patrol the corridors, beeping and blinking when they detect a nest of Shapers in the walls. It's your job to dismantle the wall (the DACTYLs will help) and shock the things with the provided implement. Only one per person; the DACTYLs will remember if they've already given you one.

Of course, as always in COST, there are tons of ways this could go wrong. The Shapers send you to sleep before you get the wall open. You accidentally shock yourself. The wall stays closed. One of the DACTYLs malfunction and send you to an empty hole (or did the Shapers just escape in time?).

Or maybe you just really like murder and keep killing the little space frogs instead.

Whatever you do, be careful. Shapers can still send people to sleep as a defense mechanism, and this late in the game, it'll be a sleep very difficult to wake from.

Oh, and if you shock another person with one of the batons? The DACTYLs will let off a klaxon noise and begin escorting you to the brig. Breaking the droids or trying to escape will not make them happier.

As always, if you have any questions, ask away. For those of you keeping Shapers, remember to let us know here by the end of the day (ish, it's a soft limit, but still a deadline). For those of you going Norman Bates on the fuckers, tell us about it. Oh, and if you're morbidly curious about what Shapers look like from the inside, here you go.

And don't call Animal Control. You are Animal Control.

NAV. NETWORK LOGS OOC PLURK DISCORD

Comments

[fessus]

The fight's over.

[ His own voice sounds tired, strained, but really he just feels frustrated. There should've been a better way than this, but he can practically hear the voices of his teammates in response to any potential backtracking. No, this is what he had to do in response to Hei's actions; there wasn't another option and self-reflection would be useless right now anyway. ]

I have enough ice magic stored to keep you immobile until we reach the brig, so it's better that we make it quick and painless. [ He looks to Akira then, nodding once. ]

It's not far. Help me grip under his arms. [ So he can stay in contact with him and keep using that elemancy. ]

[masque]

[akira, on the other hand, has no issues with knocking a grown man onto his ass for throwing a fit. this suits hei just fine, but he pauses when he gets into position over hei's opposite shoulder. he's not going to try and zap them, is he? the debilitate would make it weaker, but still...

sighs, whatever. grips him by the jacket and slides him around, clockwise, until they're ready to drag him into the direction they need to be going.]

I knew you were upset, but going on a spree? God, he's heavier than he looks.

[dipolar]

(he's far from humiliated, but the fact that he's about to be collected up and dragged down the hall like a wild animal is settling wrong. feeling inhuman is something he has to cope with and it seems like sure fact now, creeping back in as he trembles uncontrollably against a breath-stealing cold.

bristles hard when they touch him and it's obvious why: his skin looks burnt with the prolonged exposure to frost.

still, hei has nothing to say to them, so his jaw stays clenched behind lips that press into a firm line. anything he does add will be bitten back at. his words mean nothing now and they likely won't mean much in the future.)

[fessus]

[ Hei's silent and he's not sure if that makes it easier or more difficult, hooking an arm beneath his in a surprisingly sturdy hold to make this as painless as possible. Only then does he start to slide him with Akira's help, keeping his grip and expression firm. ]

Not really how I planned for this to go either... Thanks for helping out, Akira. Ah... We're gonna' have to round up the rest of the shapers pretty quick after this too. We can keep working together for that if you want.

[masque]

[has to carefully keep the same pace as noctis so he won't hurt hei any further... he's not saying anything, just quietly being angry, and it's weird. hei's the first person he met when he arrived, after all.]

We're gonna — ugh — have to. Hei might not be the only one pulling a stunt. [looking down at hei...]

Tell the truth, are you just going to try again or no?

[dipolar]

(it's unfortunate to be kept in the dark where hei's future motives are concerned, but he remains silent despite the question posed. he's trying to concentrate on preserving body heat, huffing repeatedly with low-lidded eyes. it's exhausting, he's so tired, each point of contact numbing. he can remember being this cold, but he can't remember when or how he warmed himself up.

thankfully, they're near the cells at a very far corner of the ship.

hei doesn't know what'll be done with him, his guess being solitary confinement for however long it takes for him to realize his errors but — doesn't feel he's made any.)

[fessus]

[ There's a brief shake of his head that he realizes a second later is probably too easy to miss, forcing himself to speak up. ]

Nah, don't think he is... So one thing at a time. I don't think he's gonna' talk and I wouldn't want to if I were him either. But I can say if anybody tries again then I can do this as many times as I have to, too.

[ Another line in the sand. Should Hei leave the brig, regardless of how he manages it, Noctis will be just as ready and willing to face him again. Rethinking his stances has never been something he's quick to embrace.

Hei's leg knocks against the wall as they urge him around a corner into a tight turn, cells looming with doors cracked wide. Noctis's aim is the nearest one, ready to deposit him and give him the chance to hopefully rest as soon as possible. ]

[masque]

[it doesn't take them much longer, thankfully, as akira enters the nearest cell, deciding to prop him up against a wall for him to lean on. pretty intent on not talking, yeah, which is probably a good thing.

shakes out his arms when they're finally free, eyes on the man who's still struggling with the cold... hopefully noctis does something about it.]

We should let the commander and sergeant know. I don't know if they'll do anything, but somebody has to be aware that he's in here.