Kalos' Games #spacecopsic 9/2/2017

DiscoDude: **---BEGIN SESSION---**
DiscoDude: **Session logging commenced**
Kalos: `D A W N  O F  T H E  S E C O N D  D A Y`
Kalos: There's no alarm clocks or anything besides the ones you all set.
Kalos: the question is what now boys and girls?
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni is head deep and curled up in blanket/pillows. Shutting themselves off from the world.
Amoni Steeltower: "grumble"
Amoni Steeltower: (Guys?)
Keith: "Amoni, you awake?"
Miri: _wakes up bright and early and contacts the others to figure out where we should all meet to discuss our next move._
Amoni Steeltower: ........
Kalos: You all get a call though, which wakes you up.
Amoni Steeltower: (No, she refuses to wake up)
Amoni Steeltower: (REALLY BAD HANGOVERS)
Kalos: "I er.. .I got 'reinforcements.'"
Kalos: Runi's voice chimes in
Keith: "Mom,  who did you get?" Keith asks
Amoni Steeltower: "....grumble, grumble.... shitting shut up"
Kalos: "Another Psion. I dunno where we keep getting them- then just mute it Amoni."
Amoni Steeltower: Rushling in blankets, Amoni covers herself further
Keith: "I think Amoni has a hangover, she came back drunk as a skunk."
Amoni Steeltower: "fuck you"
Amoni Steeltower: "grumble, mumble"
Cyril: _doesn't know what a skunk is. Assumes it's a unit of blood-alcohol measurement. "At least three skunks, I'd say."_
Keith: "Hah, what? Are you going to help me with that?"
Keith: "Now, seriously."
Amoni Steeltower: (Not in same rooms, Cyril weill need to come into our room if they want to help)
Kalos: "I'll just patch them in... They're in the arrivals shuttle area."
Kalos: >enter stage nowhere, Victor Demos.
Cyril: (What am I supposed to be helping with?)
Victor Demos: "Hello? Is this thing on?"
Keith: "Yes, we can hear you loud and clear."
Amoni Steeltower: **RUSHLING INTENSIFIES**
Victor Demos: "That's good..." He stops after hearing the rustling, "Is uh, someone...?"
Amoni Steeltower: A low, tiger like, growl can be heard
Keith: _Keith taps Amoni, "I have some medicine that can help you with that."_
Amoni Steeltower: A toothy snout pokes out of the blankets

"Do you have it right now?"
Cyril: "Oh, does someone need a hypospray?"
Victor Demos: "...Guess not. Well, after hearing about medicine I guess someone is really cranky because of headaches?"
Amoni Steeltower: "Fuck you."
Victor Demos: "Yup...Headaches. Well, look for a human in a general uniform look for them. If anyone has any questions, just uh...Call Runi back. I'm putting her back on the line."
Keith: "Yeah." Keith says, reaching his Hepa-Clean four-pack on his first-aid kit and passing to Amoni "Here, take one pill, with lots of water. Only one tho, I don't want to see you with kidney failure."
Victor Demos: And with that, he fowards it back to Runi.
Amoni Steeltower: Grabs pill from Keiths hand and dry swallows it
Cyril: (pfff)
Cyril: (It only works with water)
Keith: "... I'll bring the pitcher.."
Keith: _Keith sets off to get water to Amoni, but not without retrieving his other three pills._
Amoni Steeltower: "motherfuckingsonofafuckbitchheadache"
Amoni Steeltower: "fuckingshitfilledalchoholicpissshit"
Amoni Steeltower: "Mumble mumble"
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni continues this mumble line of unintelligent swares
Kalos: Victor you're not at the next stop
Keith: _Keith is probably back by now, with a pitcher and a cup._
Kalos: you're on the ship
Kalos: in a shuttel hangar
Victor Demos: (ooh)
Victor Demos: (Gotcha)
Amoni Steeltower: Swipes cup and downs it, probably spilling some of the contents on the blankets/face
Amoni Steeltower: (how quick is the pill?)
Amoni Steeltower: (instant?)
Cyril: (Half an hour)
Cyril: (You still have to pay for your mistakes)
Victor Demos: (So I guess...Nobody is gonna look for Victor in the hangar.)
Keith: <@!Amoni Steeltower> , 30 mins
Amoni Steeltower: (this is only this group, there is still Miri and Cyril)
Amoni Steeltower: (Perhaps they can go pick them up?)
Keith: _Keith messages Victor "I will try to get some people to pick you up."_
Amoni Steeltower: (Also adem could)
Victor Demos: Keith gets a message back, "Thank you."
Keith: _Keith messages Cyril and Miri "Can you take care of Victor?"_
Amoni Steeltower: "grumble, grumble, fucktardshitasbarsandtherefuckcunttenders"
Amoni Steeltower: "Shitfuckass"
Amoni Steeltower: "Mumble"
Cyril: _"I'll go get him. You doing okay in there?"_
Keith: "You'll feel fine in half-an-hour."
Keith: _Keith messages back "Yeah, had worse when I was a paramedic."_
Amoni Steeltower: A fist rises from the blankets, from this fist, a quick flick of the middle digit in Keith general direction
Miri: "I'll go with Cyril."
Amoni Steeltower: *fwump*
Keith: "Geez, nevermind that, I'll just fix the house while you rest."
Amoni Steeltower: The arm is back under blankets
Victor Demos: Keith gets another message back, "Worse, what exactly? Actually never mind, I'll call back."
Cyril: _gets his less-sketchy stuff together and heads to the hangar!_
Keith: <@!Victor Demos> , I was messaging Cyril
Keith: sorry
Victor Demos: (It's fine)
Kalos: its quite a trip down- Cyril and Miri head are sent for a n adventure basically across the entire ship
Kalos: plenty of trams and elevators though
Kalos: Meanwhile Rylex is happy to spend his vacation in VR it seems.
Adem Nineball: (Adem is still sleeping, right? because someone should go and wake him up or something, dunno meet the new guy and stuff)
Keith: ( So, just for shit and giggles, I'll roll for Keith fixing the room )
Keith: !groll 14 (housekeeping)
DiscoDude: <@Keith> rolled 5 (degree 9; success)
Cyril: _tries to make small talk on the trams, is predictably bad at it. "Soo... It seems like alcohol loosens the attachment port for your head."_
Amoni Steeltower: (you should have been awoken from the message Runi sent <@!Adem Nineball> )
Kalos: in about 30 minutes, Cyril and Miri end up at the hangar- Finding Victor isn't too hard.
Keith: <@!Adem Nineball>

Amoni Steeltower - Hoje às 22:06
(you should have been awoken from the message Runi sent)(editado)
Adem Nineball: *(oh)*
Victor Demos: Victor is sitting at a table with tablets of...food?
Amoni Steeltower: (Tablets?)
Miri: "It wasn't *me* who got drunk off my ass, it was *Amoni*! I just *pretended!*" Miri says defensively, only hearing Cyril as far as the reference to alcohol.
Keith: _Keith fixes the room really well_
Amoni Steeltower: (I was think trays)
Victor Demos: (Food Tablets, and Food Paste)
Cyril: "Well, you don't usually juggle your head sober. Good acting. Anyway, we're here!"
Cyril: (Oh, spacefood, fancy :B )
Victor Demos: (He was a military genral, he's not really like the idea of "food")
Cyril: (Too serious for frivolous things like non-freezedried food, I see)
Victor Demos: (yea)
Amoni Steeltower: (You guys gona talk or what??)
Amoni Steeltower: (/find each other)
Cyril: _stands in the doorway and waves, beeps "we're here" over the implant communications!_
Cyril: (And he's still in the hangar?)
Victor Demos: Victor looks around and then at the door and waves. (yeah)
Victor Demos: He stands up and walks over to Cyril and extends his hand out, "Hello, I am Victor. You must be...Cyril right?"
Cyril: _shakes Victor's hand, still has a sensor glove on from yesterday, oops. "Yep, and..." He looks around to make sure nobody's lose then leans in before continuing, "You know about our mission, right? Or do we need to give you the information we found?"_
Victor Demos: He sends over the implant to Cyril, "We need to find the killer?"
Cyril: _"That's right. Should we head back? The rest of our group should be... Functional soon."_
Miri: _chuckles nervously._
Victor Demos: "Yeah sure," He sends through the implant, then sends one more thing, "Did Runi tell you what Psion powers I have?"
Miri: "No, she didn't. It wouldn't be the ability to look at, smell, and/or taste a clue and discern immediately its objective meaning, would it?"
Amoni Steeltower: (lol)
Victor Demos: "Ehe...Sadly it's not, anyways let's get going." He sends before following the lead of Miri and Cyril.
Miri: "Rats. Oh, well. Off we go!"
Miri: _leads the way back to the team's rooms. She messages ahead asking where everybody wants to meet up._
Amoni Steeltower: (Back on the tram then?)
Amoni Steeltower: (So another 30 minutes?)
Victor Demos: ( I guess?)
Amoni Steeltower: ( <@Kalos> )
Kalos: (mhm, same amount of time back.)
Amoni Steeltower: (Location Meet up anyone?)
Kalos: This isn't the only hangar bay- in fact its the farthest away
Kalos: but Runi doesn't know where your rooms are.
Kalos: so in some time later, They arrive again- the whole gang together +1 replacement
Amoni Steeltower: (I'll assume we have a meet up local)
Keith: _Keith checks on Amoni_
Miri: "We're home, and we brought a new friend~"
Victor Demos: Victor waves at everyone in the room, "Hello!"
Miri: "Is Amoni sober yet?"
Amoni Steeltower: (Already up and about at this time)
Keith: <@Kalos> , how much time this all takes?
Amoni Steeltower: "Yes, I'm sober"
Amoni Steeltower: (1 hour)
Amoni Steeltower: (It took 30 for them to get there, and 30 back)
Keith: "You sound so much better."
Amoni Steeltower: "Thank you"
Kalos: (probably more like 20 there and 20 back, but yea.)
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni's hair and fur is a tad messy, but nothing to bad
Amoni Steeltower: "So, where's the new guy?.."
Victor Demos: He waves again, "Right here."
Amoni Steeltower: "Ah, hey there"
Keith: "Yeah, like... They've arrived."
Victor Demos: "So, uh. I'll go ahead and show you my power real quick."
Amoni Steeltower: "sorry if you heard anything...  distasteful"
Cyril: _furtively stands back._
Amoni Steeltower: "Power?"
Victor Demos: "It's fine, working in the military you hear worse."
Amoni Steeltower: "You're also a Psion?"
Keith: "Yes. Runi mentioned that."
Victor Demos: He reaches his hand into a portal that opens up for a second and then disappears as he pulls out a swiss army knife.
Amoni Steeltower: ( <@!Adem Nineball> you are at the meet up I presume?)
Cyril: "Oh man, we could've used that when we were trying to smuggle in our things..."
Victor Demos: "It's just really storage, nothing to fancy."
Miri: "...You have the power to manifest a swiss army knife?"
Adem Nineball: (i was planning on knocking the door like a person with modals)
Amoni Steeltower: "hah!"
Victor Demos: "I also have uh...Guns?"
Miri: _raises an eyebrow._
Amoni Steeltower: "Oh?"
Cyril: "Oh, good. Guns is mostly what we would've snuck in anyway."
Keith: "Don't pull those out... Yet..."
Victor Demos: "Yeah I know, I'll pull out some weapon though." He says as he puts away the knife into another portal and pulls out a Stun Gun.
Amoni Steeltower: ( I think we are just in a disclosed location, not our rooms but around the ship)
Victor Demos: "Just a standard issue Sonic Stun Pistol."
Amoni Steeltower: "Interesting power." Amoni looks impressed
Victor Demos: "Ehe...Saved my skin a lot back when I was in the front lines."
Keith: "This is really useful."
Adem Nineball: (Wai- oh goddamnit there goes the entrance. Whatever, i will go with being in a corner smoking)
Keith: "And not at all scary... But useful nonetheless."
Victor Demos: "Especially being a prisoner of war."
Amoni Steeltower: "I can imagine"
Victor Demos: "Survived by pulling out food tablets and paste."
Amoni Steeltower: "Now, how much information do you have on our current objective?" Amoni says this in a husshed tone.
Keith: "Uuuuh... Aaaanyways. Maybe we should consider the plans for today."
Keith: "Oh, yeah."
Keith: "Good point."
Cyril: _leans in towards Keith. "Not scary until you get your hands on antimatter to hide without a trace."_
Victor Demos: "All I know is that we gotta catch someone who's been killing people?"
Adem Nineball: *Adem is just Staring at Victor from a corner, with a ciggarette in his hand*
Amoni Steeltower: "Well, its a bit more complicated than that"
Victor Demos: He goes ahead and puts away his pistol, then turns to Adem, "Uh...Hi there."
Miri: "Yeah. There's been a string of disappearances we've been investigating. Modded people."
Victor Demos: "Ah...Does that have any connection with the killings?"
Keith: "What killings?"
Victor Demos: "The murders?"
Miri: "I think you might be confused. Yes, we're assuming the victims are dead, but so far there's been no evidence."
Keith: "Dissapearances, we didn't have confirmed murder."
Victor Demos: "Oh, huh. Continue."
Keith: "At least the majority is modded. And the majority were also have regular or low purchase power."
Keith: "A very important person went missing, however."
Amoni Steeltower: "Speaking of him. What else did you guys find other than signs of 'struggle'?"
Kalos: (there weren't signs of struggle in the room)
Amoni Steeltower: "Those two" points at Cyril and Keith "Went and investigated the persons room who got our attention in the first place"
Kalos: (other than 'struggle snuggle' type snuggles, perhaps. )
Amoni Steeltower: (woops)
Keith: "Well, we found several strange things. Like, clothing that was too small for him, incriminating e-mails, several *collected samples* of DNA, most of the victim, a portable lab with unindentified chemical compounds..."
Keith: "Well, incriminating might be a little bit too much... I think <@!Cyril> remember the details better."
Miri: "Wait, hang on, back up. 'Most of the victim'?!?"
Cyril: "Most of the DNA was the victim's."
Cyril: "Not, we found most of the victim."
Miri: "...Oh."
Amoni Steeltower: "Who were the other samples?"
Cyril: "We haven't been able to run them through a database yet."
Amoni Steeltower: "Can we find out who they are?"
Keith: "Several other people, still unindentified."
Kalos: There were quite a few that didn't match, but its not useful without comparing it to something
Amoni Steeltower: "Well, does this ship not carry medical records?"
Kalos: or having someone who can eye it and go 'yep that's a <SPECIES>'
Cyril: "The emails though, were related to the manufacture of bioweapons. That's our most serious concern."
Amoni Steeltower: "Maybe some of those people have been on this ship for a long time"
Kalos: of course this ship has medical records. it has a hospital
Keith: "The e-mails also included information on manuevers regarding the victim's rivals..."
Kalos: they may intend those to be confidential, however.
Amoni Steeltower: (could Runi gain access to that sort of information?)
Amoni Steeltower: (She has connections no?)
Keith: "Processing those DNA samples and those chemical compouds may prove pivotal to our success..."
Kalos: You'd have to call and ask
Amoni Steeltower: "At the least we can figure out who those other people are."
Amoni Steeltower: "Maybe interrorgate them"
Adem Nineball: "Wait" Adem said outta nowhere, seemingly directed at <@!Victor Demos>
Victor Demos: Victor turns to Adem, "Uh...Yes?"
Adem Nineball: "Can you fit a *katana* in there?"
Victor Demos: "Depends, how heavy is it?"
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni rolls her eyes
Cyril: (jesus)
Cyril: (Completely in-character from Adem)
Adem Nineball: "Not too heavy, its a VibroBlade though."
Miri: "So there's limits? Weight, mass, something like that?"
Amoni Steeltower: "Anyways, would Runi have the ability to get medical records taht match the DNA of these other people?"
Victor Demos: "Like...I'll have to take stuff out if it's over a pound, I've filled it near the brim...And it's just weight. I've tested it, about two-hundred fifty pounds."
Miri: "Not to ask the magician to reveal his secrets, but do you know precisely what those limits are? Just in case we find ourselves in a pinch?"
Amoni Steeltower: Is really asking anyone who can give an answer
Miri: _whistles._
Keith: _Keith dials Runi_
Victor Demos: "twenty-five, ten pound weights, that's what I used."
Keith: "Mom, we need to process some DNA samples, as well as some Chemical compounds."
Keith: "We don't really have great access to databases here, any ideas?"
Victor Demos: "I have...Well...An Anti-Materiel Rifle, Storm Carbine, and a Magnum Pistol for my weapons."
Kalos: "DNA samples... How many?  I'll see what I can get you. Trying to match people?"
Adem Nineball: "But would it fit? Its long, and its sharp"
Keith: "Trying to find out where they came from, I'll send them to you, there are quite a bit of them..."
Victor Demos: "Yeah, if an Anti-Materiel Rifle can fit, yeah."
Cyril: (Keith physically dials runi on a mysterious red rotary phone...)
Cyril: (Didn't we leave this on the ship?)
Keith: _Keith starts sending over a compressed version of the DNA samples, tagged with quantities of repeats found._
Adem Nineball: *"Perfect."* This is the only time you see Adem Grin, almost diabolicaly.
Amoni Steeltower: *sigh* "would you two quit talking about what can fit in his mulit-dimensional psionic holes?"
Victor Demos: "Give me a rough estimate on how much it would wei-" He turns to Amoni and rubs his head, "Ah...sorry."
Kalos: Runi: "I'll get back to you in a few hours probably."
Keith: "Amoni, I got Mom on the phone, she'll get us hooked up with the samples."
Adem Nineball: "Hmph, You wouldn't understand, Amoni"
Amoni Steeltower: "Good"
Keith: "In a few hours, we'll have a response."
Keith: "Next down the line, the chemicals we found... Anyone proficient with chemistry?"
Amoni Steeltower: "Hopefully when we get them back we can get some more information as to whats going on this damn boat."
Cyril: _can try chemistry again! :B_
Victor Demos: "If you can call cooking chemistry, yeah."
Victor Demos: He goes silent, "So uh..."
Miri: "Hey, don't knock it. Molecular gastronomy is a *respectable* field."
Keith: "I have tried it before, it was... Interesting. Anyways."
Cyril: _nods his agreement. Basically science._
Keith: "Cyril, you got access to a proper lab?"
Cyril: "Uhh. I didn't bring one with me, but I could try and use the forensics equipment. Or sneak onto some part of the ship, I'm sure their hospital has the right stuff."
Amoni Steeltower: "Could we not turn one of the hotel bathrooms into one?"
Amoni Steeltower: "Make-shift lab"
Cyril: "But, if we could get back into that room so I could examine the equipment they'd set up, I'm sure I could figure out what that reaction was making."
Keith: "We won't be cooking drugs..."
Amoni Steeltower: "Did you guys have trouble getting there yesterday?"
Amoni Steeltower: "If not that that could work"
Keith: " <@!Cyril> , I thought you recorded our stay there. Right? We can record things without bias, if we ask our implants to."
Cyril: "Oh, right. I might have enough footage from that!"
Keith: "Uh, well, we didn't have too much trouble, except for the lock, which Cyril didn't have any trouble with."
Cyril: _wiggles sensor-gloved fingers. He has the touch._
Keith: <@Kalos> , I assume we would ask our implants to record things as-is... Since this is kinda a good way to gather evidence.
Keith: And we were cops before
Kalos: sorta. still not good detail
Kalos: implant recordings aren't admissable as evidence (at least on your station)
Kalos: even when you ask it to record its not actually connected to your eyes
Keith: What about tac net?
Kalos: its connected to your brain- there'a an extra step.
Kalos: Tacnets too..
Keith: whelp
Kalos: you can work off of recordings,
Kalos: but like
Kalos: -5 penalty
Cyril: Fun :B
Keith: "Okay, if you really need it, we could try going back there. But, we do have the chemical samples, and we do have your forensic lab."
Victor Demos: Victor raises his hand, "I have a Power Tool Box."
Adem Nineball: (Would Photography [Skill] come in handy here?)
Keith: "We are trying to sneak into places, not to break things wide open, but, I will keep that in mind."
Cyril: "Good, I'm not the only properly-equipped person around now!"
Cyril: "And, the sample should be enough..."
Keith: <@!Adem Nineball> , would, but, you weren't there to record
Victor Demos: "I also have...suits for pretty much every occassion too."
Adem Nineball: Damnit, you are right.
Keith: "Sharp dresser."
Victor Demos: "Not...Those kinds of suits."
Keith: "Anyways, Cyril, how can I help you?"
Victor Demos: "To list off two, I have a Gill Suit, and a Desert Suit."
Cyril: "Not sure. Know anything about chemistry?"
Kalos: (the photography skill does come in handy!)
Keith: "Haha. No."
Keith: <@Kalos> , oh!
Kalos: neither of Keith or Cyril have it I think?
Cyril: "What about breaking and entering? Or convincing a hospital to run tests on a mysterious sample, and not calling the police when they realize what it is?"
Cyril: (Nope :B )
Keith: (Nope)
Adem Nineball: (KACHINGA!)
Keith: "I can try that, but that should not be plan A."
Cyril: "Well, I already tried to figure the drug out myself. I don't know how useful more tests from me would be."
Keith: "You were doing that with haste, on the spot. You have time here, and safety."
Keith: "Er... On your room, I mean."
Kalos: (taking extra time on a retry could help)
Cyril: "Truee. I'm pretty great at chemistry, anyway."
Cyril: "I'll head back to the rooms to figure that out, you guys can... Keep looking over what we have."
Amoni Steeltower: "And what Runi gets back on those samples"
Keith: "Okay, so, we already went through the rumourmill... What next..."
Keith: "Oh, I know what next."
Cyril: (What's the default time for this task?)
Kalos: 5 minutes.
Keith: (Pfff...)
Cyril: (I'll just take like an hour then :B )
Cyril: <https://xkcd.com/683/>
Keith: (try... one hour 20 minutes, or two hours 40 minutes)
Amoni Steeltower: "What do you have in mind?"
Keith: "I will find out what was the victim before our current victim, and if there is any chance of scooping something from their rooms."
Keith: _Keith checks the victim list again_
Kalos: (eh, real answer's proibably like 20 minutes for w/e, heh. )
Amoni Steeltower: "How long ago was the last one?"
Keith: "Trying to find that out right now."
Amoni Steeltower: "The room may already be clean"
Cyril: (Ahh, alright. It's +1 per time double, right?)
Keith: "A valid possibility."
Amoni Steeltower: (Get rid of the -5)
Kalos: `2¥ as long gives +1,
4¥ gives +2, 8¥ gives +3, 15¥ gives +4,
and 30¥ gives +5. `
Cyril: (Well, I'm working with a sample of the chemical, not the picture.)
Amoni Steeltower: (oh woops :P)
Amoni Steeltower: (nvm then)
Cyril: (Oh, okay, so if the base is 20 minutes I'll do 80 minutes for +2)
Keith: ( <@!Cyril>  )
Keith: ( Wrong )
Keith: ( base is 5 minutes )
Kalos: (i said the real base is probabl 20 minutes for 'identify chemicals')
Victor Demos: ( Trump Voice: **Wrong** )
Keith: ( oh, ok )
Kalos: So Cyril's gonna take 80 minutes on that-
Kalos: whats everyone else doing?
Keith: ( <@Kalos> , how long did the second more recent victim disappeared? )
Cyril: (Oh, would pharmacy/synthetic or hazardous materials/chemical be usable? I have both of those at 13 rather than the 12 for chemistry :B )
Kalos: second most recent victim was two weeks ago
Kalos: vs 5 days for Narosi
Keith: "Second victim was two weeks ago, Amoni."
Keith: "It might be getting cold. Very cold. But it is a possibility."
Kalos: pharmacy synthetic
Amoni Steeltower: "Hrm, well I suppose there would be no harm in checking it out."
Victor Demos: Victor pipes up, "That's almost 3x the amount of this current case..."
Amoni Steeltower: "Other than a few questions if we are caught loitering"
Adem Nineball: (do you need me to do something with photography? or can i just mourn at fate for not bringing Victor a day earlier so i could have brought my Katana in peace?)
Cyril: (Alright. 13 +2 for extra time +1 for the Attentive "lengthy task" thing, rolling)
Cyril: !groll 16 (drugs!)
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 14 (degree 2; success)
Keith: "Checking it out involves disguising ourselves as maids, and going there and scrubbing the place for clues. Do any of us- Oh, Cyril is using the only forensics lab."
Cyril: (And I guess this'll only be revealed after everyone else is doing stuff for a while)
Kalos: You identify one of them as a nerve pain medication that's semi-common
Kalos: the rest not so much
Cyril: (Oh hmm)
Cyril: !groll 16
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 15 (degree 1; success)
Keith: "So. I could do that, bu we'll have to wait on Cyril anyways..."
Cyril: !groll 16
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 8 (degree 8; success)
Cyril: !groll 16
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 5 (degree 11; critical success!)
Cyril: Cyril is now high
Kalos: 160 minutes
Kalos: 2 hours 40 minutes.
Kalos: Runi doesn't respond back
Cyril: (The very slow science montage)
Kalos: what was everyone else doing?
Keith: _Keith tries to see what people will be doing until Cyril return with results_
Cyril: (Cyril almost spills a beaker but catches it, that's where the luck came in)
Victor Demos: (Probably...Talking to Adem?)
Keith: ( Remember, Keith just said that there is no point on checking the other victim's room without a kit )
Keith: "Ssssooo... Amoni, what will you be doing while we wait?"
Amoni Steeltower: (Amoni will wait till Runi comes back with DNA results, other than that other things?)
Adem Nineball: (dISCusing High caliber weapons, yes perfect nice idea Victor!)
Amoni Steeltower: "Well..." Talking to the group, in general. "we *are* on a cruise ship"
Keith: _Keith does **not** try to seduce Amoni_
Amoni Steeltower: "Why don't we go and enjoy it?"
Amoni Steeltower: "Nothing with alchohol though..."
Keith: "Don't mention it."
Miri: "Amoni, I swear by Hysech, and you should know that Chater *never* swear by Hysech."
Miri: "If you go anywehre near a drink, I will *arm-wrestle you to the ground.*"
Amoni Steeltower: "Heh, I'll stay away from any drink with a percentage to it for a bit"
Amoni Steeltower: "However, I won't be avoiding it forever"
Keith: "If you can't handle the hangovers, maybe you should consider never getting close to a drink."
Keith: "Otherwise, you might want to upgrade your liver."
Keith: "Like I did."
Amoni Steeltower: "Oh, but there is always a risk for *every* reward"
Keith: "You can also reduce the risk, while keeping the reward."
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni puts on a coy smile
Victor Demos: Victor goes ahead and lies down on a bed
Amoni Steeltower: (So you head to yours and Adems room?)
Victor Demos: (Yeah)
Amoni Steeltower: "Anyways."
Amoni Steeltower: "Lets go do something while we wait for responses"
Keith: "We could do something alright. Go ahead and say what facility you want to utilize."
Victor Demos: (BOI NO MEANS NO)
Adem Nineball: "Agreed, I barely looked around this ship, What about Golf? never played that."
Amoni Steeltower: "Hah, sure"
Cyril: (I have the Test Results, should I wait until some in-character time has passed? I don't wanna rob anyone of cruise-ship minigolf.)
Amoni Steeltower: "Maybe we'll run into those two people we saw yesterday"
Keith: "Uh, I never played golf before, I'll probably not hit a single hit... Is it called hit?"
Kalos: (probably. Until people are down for a timeskip)
Amoni Steeltower: (Yeah, wait a tad)
Amoni Steeltower: "Hole"
Keith: "Well, there you go..."
Keith: _The crew plays golf. Cue people making rolls for performance_
Kalos: golf or minigolf?
Adem Nineball: oh goddamnit Kalos
Adem Nineball: Don't make us choose
Cyril: (Don't forget the best variant of the sport, zero-gravity golf)
Amoni Steeltower: "Also, if we are going to golf, we do the real thing"
Kalos: that's minigolf
Adem Nineball: ;_;
Miri: "Mini-golf? I thought that was a thing that happened in parallel dimensions."
Amoni Steeltower: "That stuffs for kids"
Kalos: gravity technology enabled minigolf tho
Miri: "With funky music and weird keyboard-headed people."
Victor Demos: "I guess I can play golf."
Keith: "Okay, we shall all play golf, and I will prove how bad I am at swinging things and hitting holes..."
Amoni Steeltower: (You're allover the place arn't ya? XP)
Keith: (So, should we roll for it, **yea** or **nay**?)
Victor Demos: (Kalos said we roll DX)
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni turns her Biosuit into a nice set ofg golf cloths
Amoni Steeltower: (YES)
Amoni Steeltower: (WE WILL ROOLLLL)
Kalos: *do it*
Miri: (what do I roll? XD)
Amoni Steeltower: (Dex)
Adem Nineball: (if it gives me the chance to roll a critical ~~success~~ Failure im all in for rolls~)
Victor Demos: !groll 13
DiscoDude: <@Victor Demos> rolled 14 (degree -1; failure)
Keith: !groll 10 (DX)
DiscoDude: <@Keith> rolled 14 (degree -4; failure)
Victor Demos: (wow I suxk)
Miri: !g 13
DiscoDude: <@Miri> rolled 7 (degree 6; success)
Amoni Steeltower: !groll 10
DiscoDude: <@Amoni Steeltower> rolled 6 (degree 4; success)
Adem Nineball: !groll 12
DiscoDude: <@Adem Nineball> rolled 6 (degree 6; success)
Victor Demos: (...guys please)
Amoni Steeltower: "First hole, not bad I'd say."
Cyril: (Keith eats a golfball)
Kalos: Adem and Miri find themselves tied in score.
Kalos: Clearly a tiebreaker is called for
Kalos: but what
Cyril: Katana duel
Keith: _Keith clearly struggles with the golf_
Adem Nineball: ~~DUEL FOR GLORY!!~~
"Huh, this is like swinging my Katana...Slightly different, but it works!"
Amoni Steeltower: Hours pass

"It looks from the score it seems that Adem and Miri are tied"
Keith: "Well! At least I proved myself as the worse amongst us! I am so special, wooo!"
Adem Nineball: "Wait, Really?"
Victor Demos: (Actually no)
Victor Demos: (Me and Keith are tied)
Kalos: actually it is about then, 3 hours later as they contemplate their tie
Amoni Steeltower: (lol)
Kalos: Cyril can call in
Kalos: and inform everyone he found something
Amoni Steeltower: (GIVE IT TO US)
Amoni Steeltower: (Also, Runi?)
Victor Demos: "Actually Keith...Look at the score..."
Victor Demos: He points at the score, and him and Keith are tied.
Adem Nineball: ~~(no don't i wanna beat Miri VICTORY IS CLOSE PLEASE)~~
Cyril: _calls the group! There's a sound of shattering glass in the background. Oops. "I've figured out what the drugs are. Make any progress out there?"_
Victor Demos: (We both roll 14)
Kalos: Keith did far worse than Victor
Miri: !g 13
DiscoDude: <@Miri> rolled 8 (degree 5; success)
Kalos: Victor is either being nice, or perhaps halucinating
Miri: "Hang on! I've almost crushed these punks!"
Victor Demos: Victor looks at the score, "...I think it's time for some alcohol..."
Adem Nineball: "Not so Fast!!"
Adem Nineball: !g 12
DiscoDude: <@Adem Nineball> rolled 14 (degree -2; failure)
Adem Nineball: "FUCK"
Cyril: Adem eats his golfclub
Miri: "Aw yeah! *Aw yeah!*" Miri does a not-at-all dignified victory dance.
Adem Nineball: "I TAKE MY WORDS BACK THIS IS NOTHING LIKE USING A KATANA"
Keith: <@!Cyril> , if he did, then Keith would have eaten the whole course
Kalos: Miri is declared golf queen
Kalos: complete with paper crown
Amoni Steeltower: "Good job Miri"
Amoni Steeltower: Pats her on the back
Keith: _Keith bows to the recently-crowned golf queen_
Victor Demos: Victor comes back with a couple of beers.
Cyril: "What's going on? This doesn't sound like a murder investigation."
Keith: "I can pay for pizza, on dinner."
Miri: "Hell yeah there's been a murder. I just *owned* these folks at golf!"
Amoni Steeltower: "Oh, Cyril... uuuh, whats the word on the compound?"
Keith: "Oh... Cyril, we went to play golf, as a means to meet possible suspects- Actually, we were just having fun."
Victor Demos: Victor places the extra drinks into his hammerspace and begins to drink the beer, "Yup..."
Cyril: _grumblegrumble. "While I've been risking life and limb with exploding glassware..."_
Amoni Steeltower: (Whats the word on Runi? Does she have the information? <@Kalos> )
Cyril: "Anyway, I totally know what all this stuff is."
Kalos: she hasn't called back in 3 hours.
Keith: "You literally had monopoly on the lab, we could not proceed with the investigation."
Miri: "Go on?"
Amoni Steeltower: (Understandable, its a bit of a list to get through)
Cyril: "The drugs are anti-rejection drugs, used by people who have problems with mods. They're all available by prescription though, and this guy should've been able to get a prescription... There were also a ton of drugs. Either this person is just kind of weird, or something stranger's going on, maybe they're supplying other people with less-legitimate mods who can't prescriptions or they were expecting to go away for a while and needed a stash."
Miri: "So you think...a black-market mod dealer would need a stash of the stuff?"
Victor Demos: Through the course of people talking, Victor has gone through two beers.
Keith: "What in the-..."
Amoni Steeltower: (This stuff basically makes the body allow tech to be put into it right?)
Keith: _Keith extends a hand towards Victor, as if pleading for a beer._
Amoni Steeltower: (Sorta like the stuff from Deus Ex)
Kalos: (yep)
Victor Demos: !groll 12
DiscoDude: <@Victor Demos> rolled 7 (degree 5; success)
Cyril: (It's not usually required though from what I understand, only for people who have bad reactions.)
Victor Demos: Victor refuses to give the beer to Keith
Victor Demos: (It was a roll against a charitable roll)
Keith: "Oh, damn, thanks a bunch..."
Amoni Steeltower: "Well, that is interesting"
Keith: _Keith retracts his hand_
Cyril: "A black-market dealer would definitely need a stash. Either that or they just leave people to deal with the rejection side-effects on their own, depending on how nasty a dealer."
Keith: "Consumer-care is probably something every dealer should have in mind..."
Victor Demos: Victor shrugs, finishes the beer, and reaches for a third into his portal.
Cyril: "But, this person was involved in making modded weapons somehow, right? They might've been trying to support heavily-altered test subjects and the like."
Keith: "Consumer-care leads to consumer-loyalty."
Keith: "Well. If that's so, Cyril..."
Keith: "he might've needed industrial production."
Amoni Steeltower: "But then what happened to him?"
Keith: "That, Amoni, is the right question."
Keith: "One we are yet to answer."
Victor Demos: ( <@Kalos> do I roll HT + Very, Fit to see if I get any adverse effects from the beer? aka gettind drunk? )
Victor Demos: ( I also have Alcoholism...)
Kalos: (just HT)
Kalos: well
Kalos: you don't roll
Amoni Steeltower: "If he was supplying the drugs, I can see why someone would take him out and his drugs"
Kalos: actually
Amoni Steeltower: "Take control of the supply"
Victor Demos: (Ah, you roll?)
Kalos: it just happens
Amoni Steeltower: (Amoni gets shit faced by drink 3)
Keith: "Take control of the supply... Hmmm... You may have a good theory."
Amoni Steeltower: (You got no need to worry)
Victor Demos: (Yeah, so Victor is probably drunk as hell)
Amoni Steeltower: (No no)
Amoni Steeltower: (I have Alchohol intolerance)
Amoni Steeltower: (You'd be shit faced by...)
Victor Demos: (I'm a human...)
Amoni Steeltower: (idk)
Cyril: "My other theory was that this isn't an abduction, the person knew about it, and was making a stash of the drugs in preparation for going away."
Victor Demos: (And this is like his...third beer)
Amoni Steeltower: (I am a biomodded human with no beifits against alchohol)
Amoni Steeltower: (You're prob tipsy at this point)
Keith: "That's a valid theory."
Amoni Steeltower: (I imagine you'd need to have 6 to be shit faced)
Victor Demos: Victor doesn't...seem to stop with the drinks.
Victor Demos: Now on the fourth.
Keith: "Victor... We just played golf, there's no need to get shit-faced."
Amoni Steeltower: (You seem to be drinking these down fast)
Victor Demos: (Victor is pretty much an alcoholic.)
Amoni Steeltower: (OH THATS NICE TO KNOW)
Amoni Steeltower: (Do you have that as a disadvantage?)
Victor Demos: (Alcoholism? Yes)
Amoni Steeltower: (Well then)
Keith: "You are downing your fourth beer, don't think I am not seeing you. We are in the middle of a mission, that's not a good time to go binging on beer."
Amoni Steeltower: "I agree, Victor ya might want to take it easy on the drink there"
Victor Demos: Victor stops, raises a finger, then continues to drink the last of it.
Keith: "Each pill used to cure hangovers costs 30 spacebucks, and sober-ups don't save you from hangovers."
Miri: "I swear if I have to put up with the same thing from you that I had to put up with from Amoni..."
Victor Demos: Victor pauses, then speaks, "Nawh..."
Amoni Steeltower: "Again, sorry about that Miri"
Adem Nineball: Adem just realised Victor downed way too many beers "uh what, that can't be healthy, can it?"
Victor Demos: He speaks again, "Uhm...dunno..."
Keith: "Anyways. We should go meet with Cyril already."
Miri: "Definitely."
Amoni Steeltower: "Yeah, maybe go take Victor to bed..."
Keith: _Keith starts to walk onwards_
Amoni Steeltower: Notices he's a bit wobbly
Adem Nineball: "Wait, where is he sleeping?"
Amoni Steeltower: "Ah, with you..."
Keith: "On your room."
Adem Nineball: "..."
Victor Demos: (Now do I roll HT for balance or whatever?)
Amoni Steeltower: "Well, it WAS going to be Dom..."
Kalos: -1 to DX and IQ and -2 to self control rolls
Amoni Steeltower: "Before he well, fucked up"
Keith: "I have a 12-pack of sobriety pills. Victor won't be out of the count if I can help it."
Keith: "Also, Miri."
Victor Demos: !groll 12
DiscoDude: <@Victor Demos> rolled 11 (degree 1; success)
Adem Nineball: "Wait, Dominic Fucked up?"
Victor Demos: Victor makes his way up the rooms.
Keith: _Keith reaches for his first-aid kit, takes his 12-pack of sobriety pills, and cuts the pack in two._
Miri: "Yeah?"
Keith: "Here, Miri, six sobriety pills, this might help in the future." Keith says, as he hands the pills to Miri.
Amoni Steeltower: "You don't recall? He got himself shot up and sent to jail. As a result he decided on leaving the group"
Amoni Steeltower: "Felt the urge to go find an old pall of his."
Adem Nineball: "I was **asleep**"
Miri: "Thanks. I'll be sure to shove these down someone's throat if anyone gets drunk on my watch again."
Adem Nineball: "Best Sleep ever, too"
Amoni Steeltower: (this happend right after we ALL entered the ship)
Amoni Steeltower: (You would have been asleep after)
Adem Nineball: (No? Adem was out the same session Dominic screwed up)
Kalos: Runi: "I've got the results. Files sending now."
Amoni Steeltower: (Well, because that happened in the past, we back tracked a bit)
Keith: "Thanks Mom" Keith answers.
Victor Demos: Victor goes ahead and passed out on the first bed he sees in the room.
Amoni Steeltower: "Awesome, thanks Runi"
Keith: "Cyril, we got the DNA and the Chems analyzed."
Amoni Steeltower: (Cyril did the Chems didn't he?)
Keith: (Yes)
Keith: "We should see if the others can make a conspiracy wall thingy. We both can do some work on another room."
Kalos: You all have a bunch of files sent over via your hyperspace communicator thingies
Keith: "I wonder if anyone fancies dressing as a Maid to come with us."
Keith: _Keith download the files_
Amoni Steeltower: (Names? Any that spring up in interest? Maybe crime ppl?)
Kalos: There are a total of 5 names-
Amoni Steeltower: (tbh, we'll want to check them all eventually)
Miri: _growls at the idea of getting dressed as a maid._
Kalos: One of them is Narosi. There are 4 others identified, none of which are on the disappeared list.
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni reads the list...
Adem Nineball: Just after hearing Keith, Adem had to process that for a second "Woah Keith, i didn't think you were into that..."
Kalos: and then there are 7 unidentified DNA strands, matching to various different alien species, and one that's got a lot of evidence of modding.
Keith: "Adem, I am into a lot of things, specially if they get the mission done."
Amoni Steeltower: "Interesting..."
Amoni Steeltower: (at the files)
Amoni Steeltower: (Not keiths remark)
Kalos: the 4 identified are Kimibur, Fristua, Io, and Merope., a human, avali, fox-like alien, and an insectoid-type
Keith: (I guessed that XD)
Adem Nineball: "I see..."
Keith: Fox-like alien? Like the one in the news?
Kalos: Nope. Not those. these are 5 feet tall
Amoni Steeltower: (Are any of the names known to us? News perhaps?)
Adem Nineball: "I gotta respect that, not many have the balls to do everything in favor of the mission"
Amoni Steeltower: (So propper Kitsune)
Kalos: THe others aren't known
Kalos: There are profiles on them-
Kalos: They're all unremarkable uppermiddle class corperate workers for different places.
Kalos: like a spaceships salesman, and an accountant..
Kalos: largely unmodded.
Amoni Steeltower: "well, we have faces and names... I suppose we could go and look for theses people"
Kalos: There are even addresses on them
Amoni Steeltower: (Do they have connections to this cruise liner? Maybe upper class people on this liner?)
Kalos: they live somewhere within Narirela.
Amoni Steeltower: (Or perhaps lower class people)
Kalos: the profiles don't know if they lived on the ship- Narirela isn't THAT panopticon
Amoni Steeltower: (Gangs/mafias perhaps?)
Keith: "Okay! Amoni, you are able to sway people easily, right? I don't want to make assumptions, but you do look like the kind of person who knows to say the right thing at the right time."
Kalos: no criminal records except minor offenses
Kalos: (IE: littering)
Amoni Steeltower: (Ah)
Cyril: No criminal *records* <:alice:345679211144544266>
Amoni Steeltower: "Well, I wouldn't say I can *sway* people per-say. Maybe chat them up a bit..."
Amoni Steeltower: "Have a good chat with them"
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni blushes a bit
Amoni Steeltower: Well, you'd see this if you could
Amoni Steeltower: Fur + scales
Amoni Steeltower: 😛
Keith: "Well, I am good at being a maid. And Cyril is good at getting clues, so, we are checking the other victim's room."
Keith: "And you... Got a list of people to check."
Victor Demos: (Imma go ahead and sleep, gotta wake up early)
Keith: (Seeya)
Amoni Steeltower: (K, Victor goes and head to his room)
Victor Demos: (I...already said that)
Amoni Steeltower: (oh woops)
Amoni Steeltower: (:P)
Amoni Steeltower: "Soo, I suppose we do the same thing we did yesterday?"
Kalos: Keith and cyril going to try to break into the room again?
Kalos: while Miri and Amoni go and..
Kalos: do something.
Kalos: What's Adem up to?
Victor Demos: ( Mhmmm 👀 )
Keith: <@Kalos> , new room.
Amoni Steeltower: "Miri, Adem, how about we go find these people."
Keith: the room of the other victim.
Miri: "Sure. Just as long as there's no *actual* drinking involved."
Amoni Steeltower: (Miri, Adem, and I will go find some of these people in the ship, talk to them when we do find them)
Kalos: ( <@!Adem Nineball> ? )
Keith: _Keith and Cyril devises a plan, much equal to the last one, to get into the room of the victim that disappeared 2 weeks ago._
Keith: _Keith checks which is the supplies cabinet cosest to that room._
Amoni Steeltower: (ADEM SAY SOMETHING)
Adem Nineball: "Alright with me, Lets go find this Suckers"
Amoni Steeltower: "Alright then"
Cyril: _is starting to think Keith just likes wearing the maid disguise..._
Amoni Steeltower: Amoni and others walk off to find these people...
Keith: Keith, actually, has had better maid outfits that he liked more than those
Kalos: You two put on the disguises from yesterday.
Keith: Well, we prefer to not go walking around as crew.
Cyril: _can't imagine an outfit better than their reprogrammed biosuits, these ones are spaceproof!_
Keith: at least the minumum possible
Keith: "Okay, let's see... The victims' room is here, and the closest cabinet is..."
Kalos: The Previous guest was a Bovine-like alien, 4 feet tall. They are borg'd up from the neck down- Having vanished two weeks ago. Their room was near the rear end of the ship, interior.
Cyril: "Doesn't look like one of the fancier rooms, at least the security shouldn't be any heavier. Unless they noticed that someone broke into the other room."
Keith: _Keith heads there, with Cyril, unless someone objects._
Keith: "Well, it could have more movement..."
Kalos: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VBlFHuCzPgY
Kalos: https://i.ytimg.com/vi/wiHYx9NX4DM/maxresdefault.jpg
Keith: "So, Cyril, did you ever think your life choices would lead you here?"
Kalos: You two transit in your carefully made maidu cosplays
Cyril: _slowly turns head towards Keith. "I never would've guessed."_
Kalos: and arrive in the back section, through some less fancy hallways
Kalos: the rooms here are less spaced apart, and there's a couple doors open with people just hanging out.
Cyril: _switches to implant-radio. "You were right, more traffic. Should we figure out something else, or pretend we're still maids who got locked out?"_
Keith: _"Well, let's try to check first the supply cabinet, and from there, we'll figure this out. Besides, the lock should be easier on this one."_
Keith: _Keith checks if the closest supply cabinet is open_
Kalos: The door's closed. do you move and try the handle?
Keith: >yes

I am sorry, yes what?

>Open the door

Which door?

>Open cabinet door
Keith: 😛
Cyril: >open
Kalos: Locked.
Cyril: You perform open-heart surgery on the spot
Cyril: Oh no
Keith: _"Frick"_
Keith: _Keith checks which kind of locks does it have._
Kalos: same mechanical+electrical combo.
Cyril: _makes a big show of trying and failing to open the door, then fumbling with keys, in case anyone is watching._
Keith: _Keith does it instead of Cyril... Acting?_
Kalos: acting.
Cyril: (My acting is 14, what's yours?)
Keith: (13, you do it)
Cyril: (If this fails, we can just pretend to be bad cosplayers)
Cyril: !groll 14
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 10 (degree 4; success)
Keith: (I always forget, no matter how many points I have on things, you have more IQ)
Cyril: (This was originally supposed to be a non-combat character, but :B )
Kalos: You do a pretty convincing job of looking locked out. One of the gusts, an Austferian in a doorway, laughs.
Keith: _Keith tries to act as if he's a old-time maid, trying to teach a younger maid... And facepalms._
Cyril: _sighs and lets go of the handle, looks exasperated. Dang doors >:I_
Keith: _Keith starts walking towards the next supply cabinet, and beckons Cyril._
Kalos: the next one's in the next hallway, ccording to your schematics
Cyril: _follows Keith, ignores the austferian._
Keith: _Keith checks witnesses_
Keith: Is it too close or far enough to be out of sight of those guys
Kalos: just barely within
Kalos: the next next one is further still, around a corner
Cyril: So we can disguise our lockpicking as wrestling with a faulty door :B
Cyril: Oh, or just try the other
Keith: _Keith tries this cabinet_
Kalos: locked.
Keith: "Okay, we'll try lockpicking this one, we are far enough... I hope."
Cyril: _stands in the way, he's probably enough to block peoples' view of whatever Keith does to the lock!_
Cyril: "Are ya feeling lucky?"
Keith: "Besides, who lockpicks a cleaning cabinet?"
Keith: "Side note. Cyril, give me the gloves."
Keith: "I am feeling lucky, if I have your magic gloves. Also, get on with the hacking as well."
Cyril: _reluctantly takes off his ~~magic~~ science glove. Will it work for different-sized critters, though?_
Keith: <@Kalos> , does it work with Keith?
Kalos: hm
Kalos: No.
Kalos: Cyril's paws are significantly bigger
Keith: "It... Doesn't fit..."
Keith: "Well. You better hope you are good at hacking, Cyril... Wanna do your hacking first?"
Cyril: (On the bright side, my luck has recharged, I think? Discord timestamps broke very badly)
Cyril: "Alright. Ready with the lockpicking?"
Cyril: !groll 16 computer operations
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 14 (degree 2; success)
Cyril: (It went from 12 PM to 8 AM to 11 PM while we've been playing...)
Cyril: (Seems borked :B )
Keith: !groll 14 (lockpicking)
DiscoDude: <@Keith> rolled 8 (degree 6; success)
Cyril: (heyyy!)
Keith: ( <@!Miri> , halp )
Kalos: !roll 3d6
DiscoDude: <@Kalos> rolled 3d6 for 9 [3d6 = 1, 3, 5]
Kalos: the electronic portion is defeated.
Kalos: Good news
Kalos: the lock opens
Kalos: bad news: its reported.
Cyril: Reported?
Kalos: it fires off the 'its been lockpicked' flag.
Keith: Can cyril try to stop it?
Cyril: Oh no, was my hacking not enough?
Kalos: he did
Kalos: and failed
Keith: Well then, let's just act natural
Keith: "Well, would you look at that, all is well."
Keith: "You hacked it, right? It should be open now."
Keith: _Keith says, opening the door._
Cyril: (I do *know* the signal went out though, right? :B )
Kalos: (mhm!)
Cyril: "It's open, but it set off the alarm this time. People might come down here to check it out, if they're worried enough. Maybe we could pretend we're not doing anything wrong, but they'll probably realize we're not on the crew pretty quickly. Might wanna get out of here."
Keith: "Well, just act natural then, I'll arrange the things in the cart, and we will get going."
Cyril: "Alright. If a few security officers come down, I'm sure we can do something about them."
Cyril: _helps get cleaning supplies!_
Keith: _Keith arranges things_
Keith: !groll 14 (housekeeping)
DiscoDude: <@Keith> rolled 13 (degree 1; success)
Keith: (Keith is an average maid 😦 )
Cyril: (away from microphone for just a bit)
Kalos: cart ASSEMBLED
Kalos: Cleaning power FLOWS THROUGH YOU
Keith: _Keith and Cyril uses the guise of the cleaning cart to disguise their approach to the site of the other victim's room_
Cyril: (Back!)
Cyril: Weren't all the people hanging out sort of around the victim's room? Or is it in an empty area?
Kalos: https://images.r.cruisecritic.com/features/generic-stock/gettingaroundaship2.jpg
Cyril: And, is it weird for people to be just hanging out in their doorways?
Kalos: Not really
Cyril: I'm worried they were posted to watch us :I
Cyril: Oh okay
Kalos: You pull out your cart
Kalos: The Austferian's still there. "Lost your keys?"
Keith: "Don't mention it."
Kalos: the door is right next to theirs.
Kalos: "Mind cleaning our place then? we got a bunch of garbage..."
Kalos: he points inside. there's like 6 other people in there, and there's snack bags, empty drink cans, etc;.
Keith: "Well, we were going to take care of the room besides yours first, but sure, I guess we can make a detour."
Cyril: "We won't have to deal with *your* room's door, at least."
Cyril: (Keith, we can split up, you handle them while I do the investigating :P )
Keith: _Keith drives the cart into their room._
Keith: (Well, Cyril, that's your chance, then, if you think that's your chance.)
Cyril: (On the other hand, the security people might come by, and if we're cleaning while they arrive it'll look very not-suspicious.)
Cyril: _will come along with Keith, and at least try to look helpful while being totally useless._
Keith: (Point, also, I'll try and convince them that you are learning still)
Cyril: (Do you think I can use hazardous material handling in place of housekeeping? :B )
Cyril: (My default on housekeeping is 10 though, so not too atrocious)
Keith: "Okay, so... This will be the first room you clean, so, what you must know about being a maid is..." Keith then continues to spout sick maid lore onto Cyril.
Kalos: 10 is fine
Cyril: _rolls acting to look suitably impressed by the revealing of dark maid secrets. Doesn't want to let Keith down._
Cyril: !groll 14 :P
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 15 (degree -1; failure)
Cyril: _deadpans. Doesn't look impressed by maid lore at all._
Keith: ( <@Kalos> , okay, what kind of rolls do we do? )
Cyril: (Probably just housekeeping?)
Kalos: just housekeeping
Kalos: at +4
Cyril: !groll 14 (throw trash away)
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 17 (degree -3; critical failure!)
Cyril: (OH NO)
Cyril: (ahaha)
Kalos: do you luck
Cyril: (lmao alright)
Cyril: !groll 14
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 9 (degree 5; success)
Cyril: !groll 14
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 10 (degree 4; success)
Keith: !groll 14 (housekeeping... base)
DiscoDude: <@Keith> rolled 7 (degree 7; success)
Keith: (thats... 7+4?)
Cyril: _almost slips and knocks over an entire coffee table, catches himself at the last second, plays it off like some kind of weird bow._
Kalos: You almost shattered a glass table
Kalos: almost.
Kalos: But you didn't. And isntead you cleaned the place up well "Thanks!" employing some cleaning swarm as well for some of the spills
Keith: _Keith finished the place better than any maid has ever done before him_
Keith: "Just doing my job, but you are welcome."
Keith: _Keith puts mints on the pillows... If his Maid Lore tells him to._
Cyril: _is now a Maid Adept, thanks to Keith's expert training._
Kalos: Now onto the next door
Cyril: (Let's hope I don't need luck for that computering, huh?)
Keith: _Keith checks if the door is open._
Kalos: Its not
Keith: _Keith checks if the door is unlocked_
Kalos: its not.
Kalos: A moment later- the door opens
Cyril: "Weird luck."
Kalos: An avali with blue feathers is on the other side. "Hello?"
Cyril: (Oh lol)
Kalos: "Oh, Room service."
Kalos: "Uh- Another time."
Keith: "Sharp one, aren't you?"
Kalos: he closes the door.
Keith: "Hey! Aw goddamnit!"
Cyril: "We can just come back later."
Cyril: "Now that we know the room's occupied."
Keith: "Yeah... But... I think that all the clues have probably been swept already..."
Keith: _Keith sighs_
Cyril: _switches to implant radio, starts pushing the cart back to the supply room. "That's true, we might not be able to find any more clues from rooms, the rest are all even older than this. At least we got the likely most important one, you know?"_
Keith: _"You are right, but, I mean, I knew there would be no way that we would get clues from older than two weeks..."_
Keith: _Keith starts to take the cart back_
Keith: _Keith takes one of the mints... And eats it... Then offers another mint to Cyril._
Cyril: _takes the mint... Swallows it? Is this some kind of maid pill?_
Keith: "You... Do know what a mint is, right?"
Cyril: "What's our next step? Maybe we can try to find some information on where the other victims were seen last, find a trail."
Cyril: "...Of course I know what a mint is. It enhances housekeeping skills, right?"
Keith: "They are sweets..."
Keith: "Usually placed on the pillows as sign of courtesy..."
Keith: "But loose-cannon maids, like us, **eat them**."
Cyril: "I did wonder why you were leaving them on all the pillows..."
Kalos: Standing here in the hallway, you see a couple of station security personelle start coming down the hallway
Kalos: at a walking pace.
Keith: _Keith continues leading the cart down the way._
Kalos: One of them stops at the (still unlocked) supply closet door.
Cyril: _goes to radio. "Okay, let's try to pretend to be actual maids, but if we're questioned too much we can just pretend we broke in to pretend to be maids. People do silly stuff on cruise ships, they might just get mad but shouldn't give us any trouble."_
Keith: _"Perfect plan, I was going to suggest that."_
Kalos: the other keeps coming and looks at you two- pausing-
Cyril: _keeps pushing the cart. Expert criminals, after so much police work..._
Kalos: "Did... Did you just pick the lock to your own supply closet half an hour ago?"
Kalos: The human asks the each of you
Keith: "Uuuuh... Yes..."
Kalos: roll fast-talk or acting.
Keith: (I have luck)
Cyril: "We left without our keys, and didn't realize until we were all the way down here, it was so far to just head back..."
Cyril: (Alright, you should do it :P )
Keith: !groll 13 (acting, pls dice gods)
DiscoDude: <@Keith> rolled 9 (degree 4; success)
Kalos: !roll 3d6
DiscoDude: <@Kalos> rolled 3d6 for 12 [3d6 = 4, 5, 3]
Kalos: "Oh."
Kalos: "Well, go get new keys next time instead."
Kalos: he shrugs and walks off.
Keith: "Sorry to cause ya trouble."
Cyril: _waits until the security is gone... Highfives Keith._
Keith: "OH! WAIT!"
Keith: "Uh, can I ask a favor? We still don't have the keys... Can you lock the cabinet?"
Kalos: "Won't you need to put your cart back in?"
Keith: "We are doing this right now."
Kalos: "Oh, Sure. No problem."
Keith: _Keith drives the cart in._
Kalos: They lock it behind you after you return whatever else you return
Keith: "Thanks a bunch, see ya when I see ya." Keith says, before giving a wink.
Cyril: _gets an idea... They should motorize their cleaning cart next time. Unlimited housekeeping._
Kalos: They start to leave again
Cyril: _deploys saved highfive :B_
Keith: _Keith starts to go to the nearest bathroom._
Keith: _Keith silently highfives cyril_
Keith: (Just imagine an awkward person slowly pressing a hand against the high-five)
Cyril: (pfff)
Cyril: (Cyril probably did that a few times back in the police days before figuring out the gesture)
Kalos: What now then. The bathroom allows you to costume swap back in peace.
Keith: "Okay, we did great back there, but it just wasn't in the cards. Hey, Cyril, you wanna... You wanna make good to that thing I told you, way back when we were trying to unlock the fancy room?"
Cyril: _slowly turns head towards Keith. Uhh. Oh no. "Don't we have work to do?"_
Keith: "I think we've exausted our approaches for now... But hey, you can just say no. Don't look at me like I am trying to force something, geez."
Keith: (May or may not be doing exactly that)
Cyril: _reaches out, pats Keith's head. "No."_
Keith: "Well then... What now?"
Cyril: "Do we have any information in the briefing on where these people were last seen? We could try to piece together one of the abductions, unless they were all taken in their rooms like it seems the first person might've been."
Keith: "Well, let's try checking that."
Kalos: Most of them don't have any info on that
Kalos: the onyl couple that were were two people who seperately were at a fancy dinner play thingy.
Cyril: Oh no, did the lights flicker out, and they were gone when they turned back on?
Keith: "...Sad..."
Kalos: Narosi was last seen playing minigolf.
Keith: "Hmmm... Cyril..."
Keith: "Do you want to..."
Keith: "Play minigolf?"
Cyril: ("I feel like we're out-of-sync with the universe...")
Cyril: "*mini*-golf? How did they miniaturize it? Seems like a smaller ball would be hard to play with..."
Keith: "Well. It is simple: They make smaller courses, smaller holes, smaller balls sometimes... I actually never played minigolf."
Keith: "We can find out how it works."
Cyril: "Fascinating..."
Keith: "Hey, Cyril, let's go there, that's where the guy was last seen."
Cyril: "Good plan."
Cyril: _scurries to minigolf!_
Keith: _Keith heads off to minigolf_
Kalos: You head to the minigolf course- there's a couple, but you remember the one Narosi was at
Kalos: You're handed a ball, a club that's adjusted to your size, and set about the course. THe whole place is kind of dimply lit like with neon lights... there's also an arcade and a nightclub beside it.
Kalos: which have matching lighting and decor
Keith: _Keith check the other doods playing the game_
Kalos: both of you feel free to roll observation.
Cyril: (Just to make sure I'm not horribly mixed up, Narosi is the person who was in the first room we visited, right? Space-senator's son?)
Keith: !groll 14 (observation)
DiscoDude: <@Keith> rolled 14 (degree 0; success)
Cyril: _rolls observation either way, though. What clues could be here? Mysterious long-lasting footprints? Hidden panels under the floor?_
Cyril: !groll 14
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 8 (degree 6; success)
Keith: (Uuugh, at least Cyril is with me)
Kalos: is Cyril obviously modded? I forget.
Cyril: (Not obviously, only mod is the skull armor.)
Cyril: (But that's pretty well-hidden :B )
Keith: (Wait)
Kalos: Cyril: During your time golfing, you spot someone who looks like an employee that was eyeing Keith the entire time.
Keith: (But cyril got the eye thing)
Kalos: remind me what eye thing
Keith: ( Zoooooom )
Keith: ( Enhance )
Cyril: (Oh right, I had telescopic vision from robot eyes but don't any more, I think I switched it for the armor when my skull was opened by a bullet)
Cyril: (I kept forgetting to use it :B )
Kalos: Oh, heh.
Kalos: Regrown eye.
Kalos: oh and more important
Kalos: roll DX.
Kalos: both of you
Kalos: to play minigolf.
Cyril: _observes spooky employee! Goes on the radio. "Hey Keith, I think you're gonna be the bait after all."_
Cyril: (Does high manual dexterity help with golf? :B )
Adem Nineball: (may the gods of golf be on your side)
Kalos: (yes!)
Kalos: (well, half.)
Kalos: (half helps)
Cyril: (Does that round up or down?)
Kalos: down.
Cyril: !groll 13 (o mighty gods of mini-golf)
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 14 (degree -1; failure)
Keith: !groll 10 (mini-golf, hoooo!)
DiscoDude: <@Keith> rolled 14 (degree -4; failure)
Cyril: _eats Keith's golfclub_
Kalos: At one point keith loses their ball to a pit-
Kalos: the employee hands him an extra ball "Have another one."
Kalos: casually walking over with a smile and thumbs up
Cyril: (Uh oh, is it a tracking ball)
Cyril: _on radio, "That's the guy who's been eyeballing you this whole time"_
Keith: _"I'll try to act natural"_
Keith: _Keith takes the ball, a vein almost popping out from his forehead_
"Ugh, can you give me the skills for this stupid game, along the ball? I mean, sorry, thanks..."
Kalos: "Sorry, that's a lot harder to sell!"
Cyril: _confidently continues golf, holding his club upside-down._
Kalos: he returns to where he was
Kalos: and then pretends not to be looking
Kalos: but Cyril can tell.
Keith: _Keith continues to play_
Keith: _"Cyril, can we try and not look like we are together?"_
Cyril: _subtly golfs in the opposite direction._
Keith: _Keith continues to golf._
Kalos: You two begin to move seperately
Kalos: roll acting
Kalos: and dont critfail
Cyril: !groll 14
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 11 (degree 3; success)
Keith: !groll 13 (acting)
DiscoDude: <@Keith> rolled 8 (degree 5; success)
Keith: The dice gods are pleased
Cyril: We made our sacrifice of bad golf rolls
Kalos: You two convincingly act as seperate
Kalos: soon enough, you're at the dreaded last course.
Cyril: Space windmill?
Kalos: a long straight line surrounded by pits that also then spirals around using grav technology.
Cyril: This is way worse than a space windmill
Kalos: roll DX
Cyril: !groll 13
DiscoDude: <@Cyril> rolled 13 (degree 0; success)
Keith: "Who designs these things? Satan?!"
Keith: !groll 10 (DX)
DiscoDude: <@Keith> rolled 8 (degree 2; success)
Cyril: Golf montage
Cyril: It's heroic
Keith: (We actually are rolling at -5)
Cyril: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0V7aUT13qtM
Kalos: Cyril's eliminated. Keith doesn't get it through in one go but the second swing knocks it off.
Kalos: "Would you like another ball?"
Cyril: _"go on without me"_
Keith: "Uh... Sure, thanks." Keith says, taking the ball.
Keith: _Keith looks at the ball curiously... Is there something wrong with the ball?_
Keith: "At least the last one was pretty decent, the minigolf gods must be pleased... Or..."
Keith: "Maybe they feel pity on me."
Kalos: it looks like a normal ball.
Keith: _Keith continues to play._
Kalos: once again into the breech
Kalos: DX
Keith: !groll 10 (DX)
DiscoDude: <@Keith> rolled 9 (degree 1; success)
Keith: _sweats runs down Keith's forehead, trying to play the game as if his life was on the line_
Kalos: its lost-
Cyril: What a cliffhanger
Kalos: =========================
Kalos: !end