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ground control to major tom
THE SPACEBOUND MEME
INSTRUCTIONS
01) Post with your character's name/series (add a rank if you want!)
02) Tag around using the RNG 1-12 (mix and match!)
03) Have fun!
PROMPTS
01) CAKE & KISSES Someone just got their birthday!
02) CELEBRATION DAY There are lots of red and pink decorations going up and plenty of cards on the workstations during Valentine's, not to mention tinsel and baubles during Christmas. Whatever holiday is being celebrated on board, it's inefficient but a lot of fun!
03) HOLODECK FUN Got a new program you're dying to show someone? Make sure time doesn't run away with itself.
04) FIRST CONTACT Everyone here wants to get along, there are just a few things stopping that.
05) SICK SOLDIER Picked up something planetside? Got into a fight? Eaten some dodgy alien food in the mess hall? Well done, you're the doctor's property now.
06) RISE OF THE UST It's inevitable. Having spent so long on the same ship, you're completely smitten with that special someone. Do they feel the same way? Remember, you're an officer! Don't be unprofessional.
07) SHORE LEAVE For the first time in months, there's solid ground under your feet. What sort of shenanigans are you getting up to?
08) RED ALERT Battle stations! Unless some idiot gave the bridge the wrong information. Oops. Was that your fault?
09) WHAT A MESS Everyone loves the mess hall! The ship's cook is being adventurous today
10) HOMESICK Time to go home. Except it isn't, tough luck.
11) WE CAN FLY From the ship's gravity to a bunch of other systems, engineering had a ship-wide blip. At least life support is still functional! Where are you when it happens?
12) READY ROOM You done fucked up, son. Now the senior officers want to see you. Are you innocent or guilty?
MJ | MCU | OTA
Maedhros | the Silmarillion | OTA
Lt. T'Ress | Star Trek OC
SecUnit | The Murderbot Diaries | OTA
WE CAN FLY
For the most part, Sanji had been doing fine. He'd witnessed really incredible sights, from beautiful moons to giant clusters of stars that shone in an incredible array of colors. He had been really into pestering the other cooks on board the ship and learning all sorts of new recipes made with alien food. All in all, it wasn't terrible...until this morning, when half the systems went to shit after a too-close brush with a passing asteroid.
"A little help here, please!?" If Sanji's voice sounded frantic and desperate, it was because he's been trying to escape this goddamn corridor for almost an hour now. The problem was that he was floating upside down, the gravity gone, and no amount of kicking his legs or flapping his arms around had helped to put him in an upright position again or even to help him get close to the wall. His face looked flustered, cheeks reddened. "I think I'm going to be sick..."
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It would be dangerous if it tried to use it's onboard weapons and shrapnel ended up floating along with everything else. Beyond that, it knew next to nothing about ships and engineering. That was usually ART's bag. Since it was a giant machine intelligence that was also a transport. And a friend to SecUnit or not, it was also an asshole.
With its other hand it offered Sanji a contraption that looked something like a funnel attached to a barf bag.
"If you vomit, keep in mind that without any gravity it would go everywhere. Try your best to keep your mouth enclosed."
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"Ah, my knight in robot armor. You are a sight for sore eyes." Once SecUnit helped him stand properly and grabbed his waist to help him float around, Sanji placed his own arm around the man's shoulder. He didn't like the feeling of weightlessness, it made him a little sick in ways the sea never did, and he needed a proper anchor.
Sanji would like to meet ART, both because he had plenty of practice dealing with assholes, and because he would like to know more about SecUnit's friends.
He scrunched up his nose in disgust at the explanation, but took the offered bag with a small 'thanks'.
"This is awful, At least when people get seasick, things go out and down and stay there. Do you know what's happening?"
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SecUnit wasn't keen on getting any human fluids on it's jacket but it didn't like the idea of Sanji being left alone to float like an easy target if it did turn into something like other humans wanting to cut the gravity to make the crew feel off-kilter in the event of an attack. Usually, SecUnit was very particular about no one ever touching it, but this was an extenuating circumstance so it was treating Sanji like a client. And it was keeping one of its hands free so that it could potentially hold a weapon.
For a moment it's gaze went unfocused and vague, a sure sign that it was doing something in the feed integrated with its organic neural tissue. You couldn't see it but it was pulling a security report from the hub system on this ship by convincing it that it was supposed to be there despite being nothing of the kind. It had learned that most bot-pilots were simple without much in the way of sentience. If you were polite to them, they were often just as friendly in return and this one had given SecUnit permission into its security hub without any problem. So it was only another moment before it focused on Sanji again.
"It looks to be a hazard of space flight. This transport is not armed so it couldn't deflect any of the asteroids before they took a swipe at us."
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When it put it that way, then yes, things could be much worse. Or at the very least, much dirty. Sanji is a neat person by principle first and by profession second, you couldn't be sloppy when you were a chef, so these sorts of things nauseated him.
Usually, Sanji was more flirty than overly clingy with people. He had a sense of what personal bubbles were and how to respect them, and he didn't want to bother SecUnit. Today, however, was sort of a special case. He was going to have to make it up to it later, somehow. Sanji's usual way of thanking people or showing appreciation was cooking for them, but that was out of the question here. SecUnit no use for human food.
Blue eyes blinked at this companion when it was clear it was doing...whatever things bot-human constructs like him could do to gather data. It was so different from Sanji's world that he didn't have a great understanding of how it worked, so he waited patiently without speaking so as not to interrupt.
"Ah, shit. Does that mean we could get hit again at any moment? If there anything we can do to help? I hate being a sitting duck."
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They were actually extremely lucky since the asteroids were capable of raking open the hull and then causing sudden decompression which could have made the whole ship explode. SecUnit's expression went vague and unfocused again and while it took a subjective hour to SecUnit but was in truth a few seconds at most, the gravity returned. The red emergency lights were still on though. It's always surprising how much loose stuff there is on a spaceship which ostensibly is supposed to have none at all. But after floating away without gravity to hold them in place everything would drop to the deck again—even the floating liquids. But Sanji's inner ear and stomach should calm down at least.
"You should probably still hang on to that bag. Gravity may go out again."
SecUnit might have no use for human foods, but what it definitely had use for was media of all kinds. Written, spoken, and sung. It also liked to see live performances whenever it could. That was harder for it to catch so what it would use to relax and what it had used to be able to find context about most human interactions were serial shows on entertainment media. That was what ART and SecUnit did together almost every time they were in contact. ART was a giant machine intelligence that was only able to find context about all human interactions from humans. It couldn't gather meaning from media which was always a recorded file. So because SecUnit was a bot/human construct the only way that it understood what it was viewing was by viewing the effect that the media had on the human part of SecUnit. In practice, this could mean a lot of figurative handholding since ART would become very distressed if anything bad happened to fictional humans in media.
"There was a lot of damage done to the ship, which I am not too sure we could do anything about from in here."
SecUnit looked dubiously at Sanji. It had since stopped holding him with an arm around the waist and taken a single step away. It knew that it would have to use an evac suit to go outside the ship and make better repairs. However, it didn't like the idea of leaving Sanji alone, but it didn't think that Sanji would be able to do any kind of spacewalk either. Maybe it could secure a single room? But Sanji probably wouldn't like that...
AU!Rey | Star Wars | OTA
Claire Bennet ∞ Heroes ∞ OTA
ARID | The Fall: Unbound | OTA
Q (Junior) | Star Trek