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[biiowiired]

Characters: The Helmsman / The Ψiioniic (OU) [OPEN]
Date: Oct 05
Format: Whatever; i will action spam unless told not to :P
Content Warnings: none?
Summary: Helmsman exploring the city during off hours.

It gets chilly in the early morning. This is the quietest time, after the nocturnal have gone to sleep, and before the diurnal wake. He is wrapped in one of his friend's cloaks. The smell is comforting.

The Helmsman scheduled his navigational tasks later to allow his body to recover from his arrival. It is a considerably more calm and stable Helmsman who floats above the city and its outskirts, collecting visual data. What good is a helmsman system if it cannot map out the surrounding area? He is here because of duty and programming, not curiosity.

Still, it disturbs him that there are no stars. Yes, he was kept in a ship's navigational block for ages, and is still anxious about going outside. But half that time his head was filled with visual input of stars as he drove the Empress's battleship. By them, he always knew exactly where in the galaxy he was.

The caverns are brooding and primal. Thoughts of predators and stony, enclosed spaces fill his mind. Unsettling. He's not sure why. He'll leave exploring the outlying labyrinths for another time.

(He may or may not be wearing knitted wool cozies for his biowires. He was asked to wear them in the cold, okay?!)

Comments

[blitzkriegd]

... [aha. England wonders.........]

If your Empress isn't here, then why not do your own thing?

[biiowiired]

[Lots of people seem to like asking this. It must be pretty standard among alien users. He gives his standard response:]

Thythtem may uthe functionth thuch ath autopilot and auxthillary navigation. However, Thythtem mutht not interfere with helmthman programming.

[blitzkriegd]

[tilts his head] What a shame. I suppose you won't be able to speak with the government then.

[biiowiired]

That will yield no rethultth. Munithipal authoritieth do not follow Alternian law. They will not thupply a royal helmthman with proper navigational toolth.

[He won't admit to being frustrated, but.... he's frustrated.]

[blitzkriegd]

[no reason you can't use that frustration to... you know. look into the government. not that England cares. he has already distanced himself from Darstone and its stupid leaders]

So what will you do? Just wait here without doing anything?

[biiowiired]

Thythtem will have to gather navigational data uthing materialth already provided, thuch ath the native communicationth devithe.

[Meaning his mirror. For all his griping, it's not as if they're directly interfering with his ability to function. He can't ask for anything more.]

[blitzkriegd]

[too bad. England would have liked to see some justice dealt. or maybe he just wanted everyone to watch a spectacle. whatever. this... robot? seemed pretty fixated on just playing by the rules. boring. but England still liked him for some reason. he liked the troll-people]

I see. Well, good luck with that, then.