Morph #3: The Struggle. [Action/Video]

[xenamorph]

[As weird as it was staying in Spock's guest bedroom, they were polite enough. Still, she really didn't spend much time there.

At first, she'd spent a lot of time just flying around, but it didn't really ease the tension. Something was missing. She was having trouble sleeping. She had so many nightmares, she lost track of which ones were which, and she'd wake up in the middle of the night, screaming into her pillow.

And then she'd fly again.

It wasn't enough.

Something is missing.]

[Video]

"So, um. Can anybody show me how to program that... battledome thing? And what else do you people do to entertain yourself around here."

[She stops for a moment, staring blankly at the camera as visions of violence and blood fill her head, before she blinks and snaps out of it.]

"Uh. So, if anybody could help me out on either end, I'd appreciate it."

[Action]

[She's going to be at the battledome today, trying to figure out how to make it work. She needs to...

Something. She's looking for something. She's not sure what.]

Comments

[Video]

[asthehawkflies]

I'm pretty good with the system there if you need help. What kind of thing are you looking for?

For entertainment... usually I shoot. Or spar.

[Action]

[spohkh]

[Spock spends a lot of his time at the battledome.... when he sees Rachel he notices that she is...

...anxious?

The Vulcan approaches.]

Greetings Miss Berenson... are you well?

[Action]

[windandrain]

[Saori is at the Battle Dome as part of her usual routine, of course. The minute she learned how to use it, she started coming daily to make use of the facilities.

Only today, she seems someone as confused by it as she was initially. And approaches. A pretty young girl, obviously...frustrated.]

Hello. Would you like some help?

[Action]

[semper_cogitans]

[Robert's not exactly doing too well himself, though for strikingly different and nearly-opposite reasons. Having come back only the day before from yet another jaunt into the less-than-cheery insides of the rogue Malnosso's laboratories, he wants today to do something... reassuring.

And since it doesn't exist in Luceti, he has to make it exist somehow.

Were Rachel to look at the control panel at some point, she might see this thin but obviously-intelligent scientist at the controls, fingers diligently typing out strings of text as he modifies one of his already-massive scenarios of Linden, the complex glittering sprawl of which can be seen just inside. It might remind her a little of some of the alien vistas she's been in, but the sky is essentially her Earth's.

He shouldn't be too hard to interrupt, if she's curious to know how he's doing this.]