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Test Drive Meme: Situation Normal, All F-ed Up
All the oxygen has run out,
and someone who will not be named
accidentally hit self-destruct!
Everyone was having a good time visiting a small trading outpost for a hoverball tournament when it suffered from a terrible accident. Now, all the life support is failing and the self-destruct timer is counting down the minutes! Worse, Outbound Flight herself isn't docked, too busy gathering mineral resources in the area, and it won't arrive before the countdown runs to zero.
Will you run for it? Steal a shuttle? Use the emergency escape pods? Help civilians? Push them out of the way? Use your l33t engineering skills to fix the system malfunction? Punch something? Try EVA? Cry a lot?
Act quickly, because any way you slice this, you're not going to have much time before the air running out is the least of your concerns...
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no other icons just yet. :c
When the other begins to move again, neatly he follows, eyeridges raised not unlike how most might raise their eyebrows. "Wish to assist," is the pleasant, if heavily accented response. English it seems, or Basic as he knows it, is definitely not Jacint's first language. He raises one clawed hand, almost in placation, the other against his chest as he inclines himself almost in a bow, expression one of almost servile deference. "If bomb goes off, then all die, yes? Is best interests, offer help. Armor looks okay."
Good for heat resistance maybe. Not so much deflecting blasterfire. Still, if this stranger knew how to stop the self-destruct from going off, then it certainly wouldn't HURT to help!
phone responses are fun!
"no locks." he said, moving towards to a panel. He felt along it. "what you bet. Multi bombs for self destruct or just one?" he felt his hand further along the panel.
"think I found a circuit to a bomb. Got a wave form scanner?"
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Maybe someone else will prevent it, and language barrier keeps him from saying so. "Depends if self-destruct, efficiency or thoroughness. First: one bomb, power source. Second: many, everywhere. Shut off destruct signal, possibly better." Multiple bombs may well render everything SCRAP. Well, here's to hoping that doesn't occur, because picking people out of a debris field will be immensely complicated.
Jacint's brow ridges rise again. "No. Have better things. Which circuit? What is intention for it?"
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His hand runs along the panel for a few moments before it looked like something was radiating from his hand. He pulls his hand back when there's a decent sized hole in the metal now like something removed it from reality. "Well, this might be really stupid or really intelligent." He said, touching his insulated gloves against the circuit. He pulled his hands back and shook it.
"I'm going with stupid. That would be too easy, wouldn't it. Mecha-Empathy with a wire. Ow." He waves his hand around some. "I know most self-destructs have serious security, but still. Ow." He finally seemed to stop bitching to sigh. "Well, that was a waste of time." he starts feeling along the wall along to follow it.
"Hopefully this is like self-destruct mechanisms I'm used to. I'm starting to feel like I might just be guess working together bullshit."
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Well. The Force is always important. What eyes and ears didn't reveal, it would. "Is not military base."
Military bases had those amazing pointless complications, didn't they. Did civillian locations as well? Most of what the armored person says makes sense, but the last sentence he speaks draws a blank look. He knew Basic, at least understood it well, but something about that made no sense at all. Did whatever he just do with the wire somehow fry his ability to be coherent?
For a moment, Jacint doesn't stop. He does what the other seems to be doing, setting his hand against the wall. But he's not looking for electric signals or anything else, merely an impression from the Force about which way, and where, they should be headed. The Dark Side was not generally cooperative with such benign things, but that is what control and forcing it was for. "Is that way."
He points. A junctioned hallway. "If can find, you are able disabling it?"
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"Well, the fun way is I put my helmet on and teleport it into deep space, and kick it so everyone gets to watch the show. The slow and better way is I talk it into not exploding," He said to him as he walks for a bit before halting at the junction-ed hallway. He takes a few moments to look around before following a path before halting at a cross junction which seemed to have been slowly curving upwards.
"Above the main stadium... hrm," he looks up before reaching up. "Oh good, we're standing under a bomb about to go off I think. No, just hold on. Don't need a ladder." he reaches his hands down, floating off the ground some until he could put his hands to the panel there again, slowly letting his power seep in to start removing the panel.
"Surprised you're so calm. Most people freak out when I disintegrate metal."
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"Of all things to be concerned of," the Sith says, glancing around. Aliens running around, people scrambling to find a way to disable or rescind the self-destruct command, people trying to help the wounded.. "Familiar powers, not one." Though if it might somehow help matters he could probably feign a panic pretty believably.
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Then he put his hands around the bomb and seems to hold it before the bomb, all the massive amount of it, and the person that was touching it disappeared.