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Test Drive [quite open]
Once things had settled down somewhat from the pod pop, once she had been assigned to a cabin and once she'd had a few days to relax and shove all her sudden anxieties about the world ending to somewhere else in the back of her mind, Sylia took her hardsuit for a test drive around the many vast hallways of the ship. The digital readouts had one hell of a time trying to give her data about the ship's layout and the composition of the walls, but most importantly it seemed to be running well and however long she'd spent in podsleep hadn't affected her performance. It felt good to wear it again.
Even if Nigel and Henderson's warnings about her condition were echoing in the back of her mind the whole time.
Once she was finished she set her suit on a table in engineering and set to work performing basic maintenance on it as best she could with the advanced tools set before her. It was a shame this place was so humid-- she worried about the suit's long-term performance and wished more than ever that Nigel was here. Sylia may have looked a little clueless there, examining each tool carefully before testing it out.
Oh well. At least the skinsuit gave her something else to wear besides the creepy plantsuits. It was so much more visually appealing. And there was no good reason why the plantsuits couldn't provide the luxury of cleavage. Honestly.
Even if Nigel and Henderson's warnings about her condition were echoing in the back of her mind the whole time.
Once she was finished she set her suit on a table in engineering and set to work performing basic maintenance on it as best she could with the advanced tools set before her. It was a shame this place was so humid-- she worried about the suit's long-term performance and wished more than ever that Nigel was here. Sylia may have looked a little clueless there, examining each tool carefully before testing it out.
Oh well. At least the skinsuit gave her something else to wear besides the creepy plantsuits. It was so much more visually appealing. And there was no good reason why the plantsuits couldn't provide the luxury of cleavage. Honestly.
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Then she sighed. "It's sad. There are children with fatal diseases that could be helped by such genetic technology, and instead people use it as an excuse for bloodshed and combat."
She brushed her hair out of her eyes and smiled a little worriedly. "I'm sorry if I snapped. I just... feel rather strongly about some things."
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"It's alright. I know how you feel..." Lowe said. "But, yeah, it's wrong that it would end up this way. I just hope one day things'll look up for the better. If we get the chance to see it, that is..."
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"It's a lot to take, all of this. The world being gone, all of our loved ones stuck in eggs full of slime? If we can even believe what 'she' tells us."