Twenty-fifth Awakening [Spero action log for PIRAAATES]
[Riful's in the university, in the very back, exploring the lab. This sort of building she didn't recognize, but laboratories held a special place in her memories. Not a very nice place, at that, but oh, their results were so useful and it wasn't like she was going to complain, after all these years...
The first thing she'd picked up was-- a communicator? Something like a communicator, but not. Trial and error with the buttons yielded a short clip.]
"Trial 15. Experiment 2, transfer of matter. Subject..."
[She watched silently to the end.]
"Trial 15-- success!"
[ The video clicked off. She turned the makeshift communicator over and over in her hands, before placing it in the ragged bookbag she'd found left on the floor. Looking up, blueprints line the walls, intricate lines and detailed calculations that meant nothing to her, but could be useful, perhaps, to others. Oh, maybe this trip wouldn't be a total loss after all. What a delightful thought!]
[Action-log open to anyone wandering around the university, residences, etc. Feel free to threadjack and start your own logs in different places, or catch Riful toying with the communicator and smiling like a creeper.]
The first thing she'd picked up was-- a communicator? Something like a communicator, but not. Trial and error with the buttons yielded a short clip.]
"Trial 15. Experiment 2, transfer of matter. Subject..."
[She watched silently to the end.]
"Trial 15-- success!"
[ The video clicked off. She turned the makeshift communicator over and over in her hands, before placing it in the ragged bookbag she'd found left on the floor. Looking up, blueprints line the walls, intricate lines and detailed calculations that meant nothing to her, but could be useful, perhaps, to others. Oh, maybe this trip wouldn't be a total loss after all. What a delightful thought!]
[Action-log open to anyone wandering around the university, residences, etc. Feel free to threadjack and start your own logs in different places, or catch Riful toying with the communicator and smiling like a creeper.]