I wonder what THIS button does; open

[azulescarabajo]

The recent discussion on the comms had reignited Jaime's boundless curiosity and a desire to learn more about the ship that he and so many others found themselves riding across the multiverse. And what better way to find out more about the ship than to look at the hallowed command deck? There had to be something useful here, right?

Jaime seated himself at one of the various stations and peered intently at the panel. The chirruping buzz of Khaji's voice vibrated against the back of his mind.

Suggestio|\|: Frie|\|d Jaime: press butto|\|s.

"Yeah. Right. Good idea. Let's just push buttons on the bridge of the super powerful meatship." Despite his sarcastic rejoinder, the young man reached out and slowly pressed a switch.

Nothing happened.

"Not that one, then." He pressed another. Toggled a switch. This might go on for a while.

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[encourage]

"What's the worst she can do?" Sakura said it calmly, examining the area with a critical eye of her own. "Lock us in an unending cycle of our own inescapable torture? Please."

She moved toward one of the panels, setting Simon down in order to feel along the edge of the paneling. "If that's the fear we're living under from Mother, Dearest, then she's already being resource stupid by making any of the tortures public or literally physical. Or maybe smart, if that's the grand punishment we're most afraid of."

Not that Sakura wasn't. She'd forced herself to watch Punishment more than once, to stomach the torture Stacy had tossed around under her Warden persona. (It was all personas to Sakura.) She wanted nothing to do with it, but...

But...