The Ptolemy [Open/Safe Zone]

[indeliblepast]

Sumeragi was glad that despite it's outward appearance as a simple carrier, the Ptolemaios was, in fact, a war ship, and had both the physical and electronic defenses to match. It had taken an hour to dig up the hardcopies of the cryptographic verification scheme, another hour to actually run them and make sure VEDA hadn't been compromised by whatever had taken over everything else, and then another half an hour to get VEDA to verify the rest of the ship's systems. But they were safe.

The first thing she did after this was switch all the systems she could to manual access only, followed by locking down the bridge controls, the MS hangar, and the VEDA chamber. If she was going to invite strangers on board, she was going to be careful about it. But if the ship was clean, it would be safe - if it really came to it, they could try to cut their way out of the Hangar and drift in space until whatever this was cleared.

After a quick announcement on the comms about the ship's availability, she grabbed a rifle and went to go secure one of the airlocks, to let people in.

[Image refs: Exterior, Bridge, corridor 2, viewing room. No set layout to the ship!]

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[quick_strike]

The first thing Alendian thought of was to show up at the ship. She didn't wish to be somewhere with a crowd so people could see her in the her pathetic state of...humanness. To get around, she donned her cameleoline cloak, which worked only part of the time. Every so often, she would flicker back into vision, forcing her to be careful as to where she stood when it happened.

Finally she made it to the airlock and threw back the hood on her cloak and revealed her head, leaving the rest of her body to fade in and out of sight.

"Greetings."

[dhianeila.livejournal.com]

In the flesh. That was rarely a statement connected to Dhianeila when it came to ship-wide meetings or places where too many people would be. But there she was, slightly out of breath as she arrived from who knew where? But she was a counselor, and despite the danger, she had to do her best to move, to make sure the crew - her friends and allies - was safe. She made sure to be careful if she didn't have an escort or no way to defend herself-- she didn't want to burden anybody else with having to keep her safe on top of protecting everybody else.

"Excuse me!" she called as she approached the ship. "Are you all okay, in here?"

Her lack of weapon was pretty telling enough, but after the question she moved to enter and get out of harm's way.

[monster-san.livejournal.com]

Fuu had studied the network after she'd found the safety of the TARDIS. So far, it seemed that the crew was still in some kind of scramble mode. Even though she had no magic and was unable to call out Windam, she was determined to do something other than hide in a subspace pocket contained within a phone booth. She still had a brain. If she could get to somewhere with supplies or weapons--!

She had a destination in mind when she left the phonebooth: either the Macross Quarter or the Ptolemy, both having been announced as safe zones. She intended to hop from one safe zone to the next until she reached a place to get supplies (and she'd already borrowed a flashlight from the TARDIS). It seemed that the Ptolemy was closer, so she scurried to the indicated airlock and knocked, looking around to make sure she hadn't been seen by any of the robots.