roll call

[boldboimler]

[The man that's on screen doesn't look as uncomfortable as he could be. After all, the showers in the Cerritos are communal. But he sure is feeling vulnerable chilling here in only a sheet, in an area where only a short time ago there were monsters.]

[Every so often he arches his back slightly in discomfort at the itching, crawling sensation there. (This is worse than the Borg parts. Worse than even the implants on his face.)]

Okay, we should probably do a role call? Who's still here? What's your name?

Also, what skills do you have that could be useful here? We need to figure out what we need to survive. Delegate tasks. The supplies around here definitely seem to be thin on the ground. They're not going to last forever.

We should also probably share intel about anything useful we find as we look around. Or anything the AI shares with us.

Comments

[potentialman]

With a skillset that expansive, we're likely to wind up putting a lot of pressure on you. [ Given the amount of technology here, and given the amount of knowledge it would take to catch up. The piloting might not wind up being a high-demand skill here, but... ]

Would it be possible for you to give some of us the crash course in treating injuries, at least? [ Not that anyone's going to be doing heart surgery over night, but if they can at least not have to rely on him to have to set every broken bone and suture every wound, it'd be...less they're all leaning on him. ]

[tears_of_logic]

I wouldn't have responded if I was uncomfortable with that eventuality.

[ He'll be putting the most pressure on himself. It's unlikely that there's anyone else more qualified to breach through the interdimensional divide using refuse and duct tape. Brainy feels responsible for the rest of them. ]

Yes. It would be less effective without holovids to serve as examples of common injuries, but knowing how to treat injuries without the assistance of Ishtar may be beneficial.

[potentialman]

[ Well, at the very least the rest of them can try not to make his burden worse. ]

I've learned a little bit of first aid, but not a lot. I'm willing to take on anything you're willing to teach.

[tears_of_logic]

You're welcome to find me near the supply rooms off the "Promenade".

[ Or so sign proclaimed it. It doesn't look like there's been any leisurely strolls there in some decades. ]

The lessons will be purely hypothetical until there are adequate supplies to do more than wash and bandage. Given the food, everyone should learn the various maneuvers required to clear the airways of the more common specific designs.

[potentialman]

I'll find you in a bit.

[ After he's feeling like he has full control of his gag reflex again. He is not having a fun calibration cycle. ]

I don't mind doing whatever grunt work you need help with, either. [ He's lacking in cool sci-fi survival skills, so he's happy to do whatever else needs done while there's a lack of things that need punching. ]

[tears_of_logic]

Understood. It's all grunt work for the moment, but you can assist in cleanup of the Promenade and supply rooms.

[ If you're going to offer to do grunt work, he will gladly order you around occassionally, but anyone who requires micromanagent will be told to kick space rocks. ]