We are the champions

[skinners_box]

Who: Everyone
When: Thursday night
Where: Station Alpha Omega
Summary: Val has given the all clear
Rating: PG?
Warnings: Eh, no idea, sarcasm and disbelief?

Just in case people want to have in person reactions to the news that they can now breathe without fear of imminent destruction.

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[Somewhere on the Fifth Level] [Video and Action]

[oneslickedison]

[A very tired Howard peers into his 'berry and smiles wearily.]

Thank God for that.

[He wipes grease and what looks to be dried blood off his forehead.]

Now. We need to get the vital systems up again. I'm working on getting the heat turned back on. Anyone who wants to give a hand? All of us down would be grateful ... even if it is just moving a dead body.

[He grimaces as he pans away to show the line of dead interns]

And brother, are there a lot. I could use a drink, but I'll take some heavy lifting.

[In person]

[notanambassador]

First? Sleep. You have to be just as tired as me.

[Inara is sitting on the ground and slumped against the wall, currently ignoring the carnage. It's been a long two days.]

Re: [In person]

[oneslickedison]

[He looks over at her, clicking off the video feed as he does so. It has been a long two days - but she's still here. Amazing woman...]

Now Miss Serra, are you telling me you're willing to sleep in a cold bed?

[His smile still has that flicker of teasing, even as he picks up a giant wrench.]

I know I'm not.

Re: [In person]

[notanambassador]

[She's a heck of a lot tougher than she looks.]

Right now? The floor is looking appealing.

[But she's pushing herself to her feet. After the last two days, she's getting pretty confident on the systems.]

I'm going to start sending systems back to level one so we can actually manage them.

The Incinerator

[killer_kick]

[Emilia's carrying flowers to the incinerator. She's been working for a while: candles stolen from an intern's room are lit by the entrance and the smell of incense is heavy in the air.

The incinerator is a terrifying presence to her, having consumed so many of her friends. It's going to be well used soon, she knows, but it didn't need to be as hard and unforgiving as it was. No matter who the dead were, their remains deserved a modicum of respect.]

Re: The Incinerator

[truepsychictale]

[Sasha came with a few bodies, some obviously recently dead, others not so much. This was the first time he saw the incinerator in person.

He swallowed a lump that had formed in his throat. So this... this was what took so many of his friends, people he had loved and hated.

And Emilia was there, he tried to stay silent so not to disrespect her work. But, he was only human, one could hear the slightly heavier footstep of his artificial leg.]

Re: The Incinerator

[killer_kick]

[Emilia looks over, quickly averting her eyes from the bodies]

Sasha. Good afternoon. [She's not quite sure what to say to someone lugging corpses around]

Do you want to lay those down?

Re: The Incinerator

[truepsychictale]

Good afternoon. [Sasha lets the bodies gently lower to the ground, it is obvious he was trying his best to show respect.] I am about to dispose of these bodies, and I doubt you want to be around for it.

[Sasha doesn't want to be alone for it, but he was sure others wouldn't want to show the respect he does as he moves to one of the longer dead bodies and start to remove metal items from them. He was going to try and collect the ashes and bury them proper with a name. Unlike the many who had come before them.]

Finding staff

[truepsychictale]

[Sasha knew he didn't want to kill people with out a just trial. But he had been mulling on what others had said.

But he would find out what they did, who they hurt in particular, jobs. The ones who only did simple things such as rebuild and didn't even know about the details would simply get an apology and a quick death, along with him making a note of their name. He would make sure they were remembered.

Sadly, there wasn't very many of those.

Those who went out of their ways to torture people, the ones who had targets, Sasha was going to keep alive so their targets could have proper payback.

He was walking down the hall, hands behind his back, just carefully listening.]

[psionichax0r]

[Sollux is running down the hall coming from the other direction. He might run into you if you don't do something.]

[truepsychictale]

[And Sasha barely dodges trollKid as he looks at Sollux.]

Where are you running to?

[psionichax0r]

[he actually only notices him after the close encounter. he's been hacking for two says straight and he's exhausted]

Oh shit, sorry Twenty-Two. Uh the. People they take are. On the second level and TZ and I mean I probably can't do anything but.

[God he is rambling again. He cringes closing his eyes and shutting up before looking back at Sasha.]

What are you up to?

[Random hallway somewhere in the station]

[darc_nidellia]

[He's bloody and exhaused - a good deal of that blood not his own - and the news that they are safe does nothing to lift the pervasive numbness that fills him. He's trying to feel something - disappointment? Relief? - but he's coming up short. He still can't really bring himself to care.

He's not sure what they're going to do now; everything's changed, but he's not sure how much. Val is still here, after all, she'll want to continue with her experiments; he doubts there'll be much of an improvement on the way things were before. Perhaps he shouldn't have fought quite so hard, should have tried harder to die. But even as he is now it's hard to just give up fighting when it's so deeply ingrained in his nature to keep surviving no matter what.

He's leaning a little heavily against the wall, cleaning the blood from his sword with the material of his skirt as he idly wonders what the hell is going to happen next, and whether or not it even matters]

I HAVE MISSED THIS CR SO MUCH

[notasidedick]

Darc?

[Dick had been going through the hallways with his work done and dealt with. He'd probably assist with cleaning up and everything. No rest quiet yet. But a breather at the moment sounds nice.

He hadn't seen Darc in awhile.] No injuries? [Should make sure he's fine first.]

ME TOO BB ;; and sorry for the delay, my internet has been down >:

[darc_nidellia]

[He turns at the sound of his name, expression as flat and empty as he turns towards Dick as though he doesn't recognise him. But he does, and he shakes his head]

Nothing serious.

[A few minor wounds, but most of the blood currently covering him is not his own]

It's okay! Take your time.

[notasidedick]

[He doesn't particularly like that look on Darc, but he won't talk about it. Not right now.]

I guess, just get yourself cleaned up.

[He looks around.] So, that's it for now?

Near the sealed airlock

[empyreanistic]

[Alfred, who has been in a constant state of nervous tension and barely thinking beyond the next couple moments, slumps against the wall in relief when Val's voice echoes through the station]

Shit. Whaddya know. [His voice is weak and he's pale and tired but his eyes are bright with victory and relief] Knew we could do it.

[hugmagnet]

[Carol sits down on the floor nearby, letting out a relieved sigh. She's probably not as worn out as most of the team but that's not saying a whole lot] Looks like we're not all doomed after all.

[empyreanistic]

Come on, though, you knew we could do this, right? [Alfred can say it but he's just as relieved and happy] There's no way we could have lost.

[hugmagnet]

Of course I knew. But you gotta admit, it's really nice to have confirmation that we did it finally. Being safe from death is a pretty great feeling.