Lost. Again. [Open, before rebellion.]

[morphitudinous]

Billy is hard at work on the teleporters, trying to ensure that they're all in working order. They'll have to move through the ship quickly if they're going to carry out these plans. He's walked through most of the common areas of the ship today, testing both by himself and with a backpack of items of various sizes. One of the items is his datapad, kept to ensure he always has something to work on during the cooldown periods.

So far, everything seems to be in working order. He's run a check at each station: he trusts Ronnae completely, but there's always the concern that the system could be tampered with. If it's malfunctioning, he needs to catch it early.

Unfortunately, his streak of good luck ends with a snag. Upon warping into the Hub, he finds that he no longer casts a shadow. A look down confirms that he's no longer visible. Oh well---it could be worse.

He shrugs and resumes his work in silence, the only visible sign of his presence being the tools floating in the air just beside the pad.

[Teleporter fun post! Any of the malfunctions listed here are fair game to play with.]

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[quixotically]

"Still, I..." She makes a vague hand gesture, meaning to sort of imitate her reflex to draw her gun. For once, that instinct didn't pay off. "Sorry."

Erm... Anyway. What was that about a glitch? Now that Elle's trying to calm herself down, her mind catches what he said and holds on to it. That sure does sound familiar.

"Like getting stuck in a wall instead of being sent where you want to?"

[morphitudinous]

Billy reads the gesture and shakes his head. He won't lie to himself, he was afraid, but nothing happened to them. They would be all right. Besides, it's good to be ready: the worst can and has happened on this ship.

"Precisely," he answers. "We've built tools that should carve people out of them more easily, but I'm hoping to stop it from happening in the first place. I wonder if installing some kind of electric signal would work---making the inner walls dead zones somehow."

But that probably isn't what the woman is here to discuss. "Did that happen to you?"