Tristan nodded, even though he knew Rom wouldn't be able to see him. "You got it. I'll get on it right away." Tristan clicked a button to turn the coms off and pushed off from the table that had all the different scanners. The chair rolled to a different table that was littered with large sheets of papers that were filled with different stars and all the routes the Olympus went. Tristan got his pen and pencil and started on the map.
A person would think that life in space would be dangerous. It was. It really was. But hey? Tristan signed up to Elbowspace because Rom, Alaina and Tristan had seemed to be an amazing team when they worked together. "Three peas to a pod", Tristan liked to call it. On the bright side, Tristan really did enjoy his job.
The constant scratching of a pen and pencil on a paper filled the room. Tristan marked out the stars around the ship, using the radar as an aid. After quite a while of drawing everything down to paper Tristan took the large sheet of paper, marked by many stars and called for Hephaestus-11.
"Heph? Would toy be able to make this into a digital map? And I need to add some separate notes on it for Rom." Heph's holographic face popped up. "Sure. Pick it up and I'll scan it to make a file." Tristan quickly rolled to Hephaestus-11 and Picked the paper up. When Heph gave a thumbs up a digital version of the map popped op on the screen. Though they had the digital copy, Tristan had never thrown out any of the hard copy's of any map. On a space ship that is high tec, who knows what could happen?
( @Emmrii kinda figured Alaina would have more to say? If not thats fine)
When Romulus wasn’t looking, Alaina glanced over at him and smiled. At first, she was hesitant about someone so young being their commander, but she eventually began to recognize and admire Romulus’s leadership skills. He knew how to handle himself under stress, and she found that he was the driving force of their team.
She wished that she could be a bit more like him. While Romulus was their driving force, Alaina was their voice of reason. She was the one who questioned everything and hesitated before making big decisions. Yes, that quality had its pros, but it also had its cons.
“Rom, you should go rest,” she said softly. “I’ll navigate the ship for a while, okay? You can stay here with me if you want, but just rest.”
She moved closer to the control board, looking down at all the bottoms and levers scattered across the cockpit. She could feel herself shaking slightly, as if she was anxious. She had controlled the ship many times, yes, but the last few days had felt… different. She couldn’t place on finger on what was different, and it was starting to bother her.
She glanced over at Rom. Par of her wanted to talk about his feelings, ask him if he felt the same way, but at the same time, he was dealing with enough. She didn’t want to ruin the moment.
"I'll rest later. We're coming into a new planet, and I love this part." Auto-pilot did so much of the piloting, Romulus relished any opportunity he got to actually pilot.
He glanced at Alaina, noting her worried expression.
"Something on your mind?"
Hephaestus-11 was throwing up all kinds of telemetry he'd need to pay attention to, and he couldn't look at her for long. However, he'd gotten adept at splitting his attention, and he hoped she knew he'd listen if she wanted to talk.
Tristan's updated star-charts popped up, and Romulus sent a chirp across the coms, acknowledging he'd received them. The cartographer was always prompt with his work, on top of everything else.
Alaina stole a glance over at Romulus. He looked so busy, and she didn’t want to add more to his plate. He already had enough to deal with. But, at the same time, if something went wrong in ship, she would be at fault if she didn’t didn’t tell anyone about her concerns. She could always tell him later if he wasn’t in the mood to listen.
“I’m just… worried, I guess,” she said, staring up at the ceiling.
Worried wasn’t the right word. She was terrified. Paranoid that something was going to go wrong. She thought it was just because of her anxieties, but after awhile, she realized that her fears could be rooted in truth.
“The ship has been acting somewhat strange lately. The machines will malfunction for no reason. I’ll be working late one night, and the AIs in the engine room will start glitching out. They’ll speak when no one is around.” She leaned back in her chair. “It’s strange. Maybe were receiving signals from nearby planets that are causing our machines to misbehave.”
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