[OPEN] It's a Space U-Haul Trip

[legalcy]

Who: Minimus, Papyrus, Corrin, Kenichi, and anyone else.
When: Some time after the Mognet Event
Where: The Dream Width and the Curti Center
What: Regain Retrival Trip
Warnings/Notes: There will be a toplevel for each character with individual prompts.

Comments

Minimus Ambus

[legalcy]

Space Trip Day Trip

[Minimus knows of the common complaint regarding ventures to the Dream Width to investigate wave signatures: the flights are uneventful and "boring". Those individuals did not bring work with them, which is exactly how Minimus spends the majority of the flight. He has a copy of the international laws to study if he wants to seek employment in law enforcement, and this week he must begin his study on Von Oktavian municipal code. Before he can select a city in which to live, he must conduct thorough research on every possible similarity and conflict that will arise. Visitors from other countries are unlikely to be familiar with local customs, and it would be remiss not to take that into consideration is citations are to be made.

Besides, he will be stuck to one code when he is first admitted into the force. He will have to balance the cost of living and the enjoyment he derives from reviewing the local ordinances.

When he needs a break, he stands before one of the portholds, hands clasped behind his back and standing rigidly. He wonders if there is a way to predict when those "memory clouds" (or whatever term they are given) will show up. If he were to risk becoming lost in one of those memories, he could send a research expedition to sit out here and wait for something to happen.

...No, that sounds ridiculous. That is a hasty alternative to actual research. Still, it's worrying that they may be in danger from space itself.]

Retrieval - Ship or Curti Center

[For such a tiny bot, Minimus is surprisingly strong. His Point One Percenter spark has weakened considerably in this universe, but he is fortunate that he is still able to carry heavy objects with ease.]

I am doing well, there is no need for assistance. [He reassures whoever is watching by hoisting the large, bulky metal object onto his back and walking forward effortlessly.]

Re: Space Day Trip

[plagueofshadows]

Plague Knight stands in front of one of the portholds on the ship, arms crossed as he gazes out into the Dreamwidth quietly. For all the speed and frantic energy with which he seems to move about, he does have a well of patience to tap into- some experiments require such, do they not?

Of course he'd elected to come along when he'd heard that there was a large scale trip into the Dreamwidth was being planned. Minimus is only an acquaintance, sure, certainly not a friend. But it is through these sorts of favors that friendships are built, no?

"Ehee. I do wonder what we will find."

[legalcy]

Friendship. That thing that Minimus had dabbled in during Rodimus' quest which burned him when Megatron left the crew. It wasn't entirely bad, but losing Ten was another heavy beatdown that left the minibot unwilling to stand up and put in effort into personal relationships so quickly.

Nonetheless, it did not hurt to partake in conversation during this stretch of time. Minimus could practice being informal, as least what is informal for the uptight second-in-command.

"I do wonder what object of mine will be retrieved. I was told is was large, but no indication as to the size." He hoped it was the Magnus Armor, but the lack of astounding shock at the sheer magnitude of the wave intensities that it would clearly emit. "Until then, we must wait."

[plagueofshadows]

"Ehehee! Yes, indeed. Waiting- not too interesting, but better than anything interesting we might find out here, hee hee!"

He waves his iMog slate, "Fortunately, I brought plenty of notes to review on the trip. Science never sleeps! As to what we find of yours- I'm excited to find out! Hopefully retrieval won't be too difficult, but you never know, do you? Or so I hear."

[legalcy]

It's pleasant to hear the Plague Knight has something with which to busy himself, though that reminds him to inspect his house for any dangerous chemicals under the pretense of neighborly visiting.

"We should be approaching my item in several kliks. Minutes, sorry. I am still thinking in Cybertronian units."

[plagueofshadows]

"Ehee! Good to know! I suppose we should be prepared for anything!" Plague Knight nods, going quiet for a few moments, looking down at his iMog slate, and tapping at it for a minute or so.

But he's pretty bad at remaining quiet, and attempts to make conversation again 'ere long, "You know, I applied for a researcher position at the Curti Center. I've been very careful with what experiments I allow myself to do in civilized areas since our conversation, hee! You got me thinking about doing things properly. Not to imply that I do things illegitimately! Haha."

[legalcy]

"Oh?" This conversation has managed to invest his interest. "That is reassuring to hear. In which department are you seeking employment?"

The ship slows its course, approaching the haze of the Dream Width that obscures the item. Minimus cannot find a hint as to what it may be. The potential surprise frustrates him, limiting the extent to which he can plan his retrieval.

Corrin

[bladeofconquest]

[Lost In Dreams]

Corrin does not like the Dream Width.

Just about every time she's entered it, it has seen fit to inflict pain upon her. When she first arrived, she found herself fighting Takumi's defiled corpse on the final day of the Hoshidan war. When she reclaimed Shadow Yato, it forced her to relive the duel against Ryoma. Then she was made to watch Princess Kamui, her other self, choose Hoshido over Nohr and fight the very siblings she herself had sacrificed so much to be with. She watched both Elise and Xander die; Xander at her-that is, Princess Kamui of Hoshido's-own hands. In addition to almost being tortured to death by the entity behind Bahamut at the end of the expedition, and having the Calamity Knight asterisk inflicted upon her (which she wasted no time in divesting herself of upon her return to the Curti Center).

About the only time she hasn't been forced to witness herself hurting or killing the ones she loves was when she reclaimed her wedding ring, which she had done on her own (outside of Biggs and Wedge, who never left the cockpit).

She had relived memories when she reclaimed it.

They had not been unpleasant ones.

But that was one time, and the joy of the memories the wedding ring had brought her was little comfort when the multiverse seemed to determined to show Corrin the apparent multitude of ways she was capable of hurting her various families.

Fortunately, there were kittens onboard. Apparently they belonged to the pilot, Kenichi and he had brought them onboard when the airship had been rented for this excursion. One of them seemed to have cozied up to Corrin relatively quickly, and she wasn't about to argue with it.

As the airship moves through the Dream Width, Corrin is staring pensively out one of the windows, a kitten curled up quite comfortably in her arms, which she is stroking. She can hear it purring, and it helps calm her nerves.

"...What's your name, little one?" She asks quietly, mostly to keep herself occupied. She's not the only one retrieving something today and it's hard to say when they'll come across her rift. "You must have one. And if you do, do you know it's your name yet?" She glances around. "Maybe I can give you one, just for now. I don't think Kenichi would mind. Would that be okay?" The kitten yawns, and stretches, and Corrin gives a small laugh. "I'll take that as a yes. What should I call you then, hmm?"

[Retrieval-Back on the Airship]

Well, that had been surprisingly painless. Out she'd gone, tethered to the ship like she'd done before, moving quickly as possible to minimize the amount of time she'd have to spend out in the Dream Width, finding the rift relatively easy. The item was somewhat confusing, however; a folded-up piece of parchment that felt curiously warm to the touch. She didn't recognize it, but apparently this was her's so she'd grabbed it and then returned swiftly to the airship. Now that she was back on board and out of the harness, Corrin felt it would be safe enough to examine her mystery item.

She pulls the parchment out from where she had carefully tucked it away before returning to the airship. Odd...it's still warm. It's not hot, but there is a definite warmth to the paper...like it had been left out in the summer sun. Shouldn't it have cooled by now?

Regardless, she unfolds the parchment and stares at it. For a moment, she appears confused.

Then recognition hits her, and Corrin laughs happily, putting a hand to her mouth. "Oooooooh!" She says happily. "I remember this now." She stares at the parchment happily. "Okay. This was worth it, definitely."

If there are memories, they're currently playing in Corrin's head, but she seems content.

Lost in Dreams

[legalcy]

Minimus took to conducting a sweep of the ship once he had grown unsettled enough by the dust on the seats. The Curti Center had more important tasks to which to attend, but a base inspection of their rental fleet should not have been neglected for so long. It is likely an indicator that they had not addressed other issues onboard.

He walks through the hallways, peeks into rooms, and pauses every so often to consult his Mognet Slate when he forgets the airship code language on room cluttering. So far, nothing that is cause to alarm, but that was before he found Corrin and the kittens.

His optics widen, though the rest of his body does not react. "Is this safe for them?"

[bladeofconquest]

Corrin turns to look over...and then, after a moment remembers to look down. Minimus, the tiny metal man-a "robot", she thinks is the correct term-is standing there, looking quite worried.

"What, for the kittens?" She asks. "Yeah, I think so. As long as they stay inside the airship it should be fine. I don't think Kenichi would have brought them if it wasn't safe for them. Honestly, I'm grateful to him for it. I don't really like it out here, but this little one is calming." She really should thank him for it before the end of the trip. It was very thoughtful of him to do.

After a moment, she turns to give Minimus a better look. "I think this is a boy." She says. "What do you think a good name for him would be, Mr. Minimus? I'm trying to decide and I could use some help." If nothing else, the conversation will help to pass the time, and as she's never met anyone like Minimus before, it's a good chance to get to know him better.

[legalcy]

"We need to install gates on every exit to this room. Young lifeforms are wont to explore unfamiliar locations, and that's not even touching on addressing their basic needs." He would have a word with the pilot for bringing on so many of this small felines.

"Unbelievable. I'll have to warn the hanger crew to wipe the insides for allergens." Leave it to Minimus Ambus to find something negative about a situation. He couldn't ignore his concerns no matter how helpless the kittens were.

He frowned at the one Corrin pointed out. "Providing names for pets is not among my specialties." Hoist was excellent in regards to that area. Minimus doesn't even know this kitten.

[bladeofconquest]

Corrin frowns. "I don't really think we need to go that far." She replies. "Besides, there's a food dish already laid out along with a litter box. I don't think the other kittens are going to stray far from that."

Well, he might have a point with the allergy issue. "I think they clean these things out every time they come back from a rental." She says. "But I'm sure the company would appreciate the notice anyway." Even though she can't help but feel is concern is a bit...over-pronounced.

When Minimus frowns, Corrin gets a silly, impish idea. "Well, maybe you just need to get to know him a little better then." She says, before holding the kitten out to him. "Why don't you take him for a bit?" She offers. "He's really very calming. I think you two would get along nicely." Besides, if anyone needed to unwind a bit, it was definitely Minimus.

[legalcy]

He'll never remove the thought from his processor once it had been lodged into the depths of his circuitry due to his own doing. A mental checklist adds "discuss ventilating the ship with the Curti Center" to the bottom of the list after "find safe storage for the large object he is retrieving" and "test his Dancer skills in the back room when everyone is distracted by space."

"Er…" Minimus can handle socialization with sentient organics. Mechanimals were fine from a distance, but when he was a younger mech, proximity towards turbofoxes caused a great amount of anxiety. Mechanicals couldn't sniff out beastformers, that was obvious, but the fear that he would be discovered was present. As Ultra Magnus, he preferred not to have any reminders of the mech that existed behind the mask.

He held an slow and steady palm towards the kitten. "Only for a moment." He might as well get it over with.

Papyrus

[einspine]

On the Road

[Papyrus knows how long these trips can be. So what has he done?

Why, he's brought puzzles! A rubik's cube, a few boxes of jigsaw puzzles, all plucked from his labcoat pockets for those on board, just in case they need a fun distraction from staring out into space.

Of course, he's trying to position them very carefully so not to obstruct the foot path.]

HMM... BUT WILL TODAY FINALLY BE THE DAY THAT I CONQUER THAT DREADED CUBE?! OR SHOULD I ASSEMBLE THAT LOVELY FLAME-THEMED JIGSAW...

[As others pass by, he perks up.]

NYEH HEH HEH!!! CARE FOR A LITTLE PUZZLING?

MTT Brand Memories™

[As they venture deeper into the dream width, the inevitable ensues. Abrupt turbulence strikes the ship, and suddenly they're no longer in the ship at all...

They're in a cozy little house. There's a wooden stand of some kind, though no clothing currently sits on it. A couch before a flatscreen TV. A sock covered in sticky notes, a rock sitting atop a table, covered and sprinkles beneath some sort of mechanical dispenser.

At first, it seems, the group is all alone, until there's a flicker from the doorway. A short skeleton clad in gold armor and a blue hoodie drags in a slightly shorter Papyrus in a labcoat much too long for his lanky teen physique.

The shorter skeleton sighs- though his mouth remains locked in a smile.]

bro, i know you're worried, but i think you BOTH need some time to cool off.

BUT-

just hang tight, okay? got a few things to take care of, but i'll be back.

[Papyrus stands in silence as his brother flickers out of sight, until, ultimately, he drags his feet over to the couch and plops down like a ragdoll.

He hasn't quite noticed those around him- seems he really has been sucked fully and completely into the dream-like state.]

Retrieval

[Well, after that awkwardly nostalgic trip down memory lane, Papyrus seems to have bounced back well enough. And why? Because of the poster clutched tightly in his hand. But not too tight! The last thing he wants is to damage it!]

NYEH HEH HEH!!! FINALLY, VAIKUNTHA CAN LEARN ABOUT METTATON'S ROBOTIC SPLENDOR! AH, WHAT A DELIGHT!

[Please don't mind him if he tries to show off a little. The poster's big, but who cares? It's Mettaton! Of course he'd want a big poster!!! Just let him unfurl and show off the beautiful bot within.]

Retrieval

[legalcy]

[A mechanical life form! Minimus reigns in his interest - Mettaton may be a fictional character in Papyrus' universe. Organic lifeforms far outnumbered mechanical life, and it would be remiss to assume that Papyrus would not be as excited for a character form his favorite show than a real celebrity.]

This certainly helps decorate the residence. [In a way that does not impede on resident gardening ordinances, dear neighbor.]

[einspine]

NYEH HEH HEH!!! IT'LL TAKE THINGS ONE STEP CLOSER TO HOME... THOUGH IT'S A SHAME HE'S NOT HERE IN THE FLESH.

[He pauses.]

METAL? ECTOPLASM? WELL. POINT IS! A PICTURE MAY BE WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS, BUT IT'S STILL NOT ON THE SAME LEVEL AS A TRUE SUPERSTAR!

[Ah, it's been so long since he saw a MTT show. Or spent time with him. Alas!]

[legalcy]

[So this is a real mech that is popular among organics. How odd, that there is a universe where they integrate this well.]

Truly, we must make do with the cultural figureheads of this planet. It would do no good to linger on what we once had.

[He's trying to be helpful! He's just not skilled at sounding anything other than pessimistic.]

[einspine]

BUT METTATON IS A GIFT THAT MUST BE SHARED WITH THE WORLD! MULTIPLE WORLDS!!! EVEN IF HE ISN'T HERE WITH US, HE CAN STILL BE HERE IN SPIRIT!"

[He holds the poster high. Feel its raw power, Minimus!!! Be in awe at his rectangular might!]

[legalcy]

Who is this Mettaton?

Kenichi Nakagawa

[failtsuninari]

All Aboard
Kenichi was honestly surprised he could find an airship for rent in such a short amount of time. Sure the ship in question didn't look like a top of its class model, but as long as it operated, he couldn't really complain. There was still sometime before they departed, so Kenichi stood outside.

"Welcome aboard," he greets everyone with a smile. "We'll be heading out in just a few minutes."

All in a Day's Work

Sometime later, the airship had entered the Dream Width. Okay. So far, good. He had been a touch nervous with the idea of flying in here while he was still not a Captain, but this seemed promising. With the nerves gone, he flicked on the PA system.

Good afternoon, ladies, gentlemen, skeletons and cybertronians, this is your captain, Kenichi, speaking. Just a friendly reminder to do take breaks between our visits and not overexert yourselves while trying to explore the Dream Width. And actually, I did bring my chocobo, Kohaku, and my kittens with me if animal interaction helps in calming you down. Just please keep them to one section of the airship. If you have any questions, feel free to see me.

With a click, he cuts off the mic and another switch activated autopilot. He sighs as he watches the scanners do their thing.

Day's Work

[bladeofconquest]

After some time, there's a knock on the door of the cockpit and the door cracks open a little.

"Kenichi?" Corrin asks. "Is it all right if I come in for a bit?"

[failtsuninari]

Kenichi looked over his shoulder when he first heard the knock. After a quick glance to see if autopilot was still on, he turned his chair around. He even waves to the empty co-pilot seat with a smile.

"Come on in, uh, Corrin, right? Please, have a seat. What can I help you with?"

[bladeofconquest]

Corrin smiles when Kenichi motions to the co-pilot's seat. "Thank you." She makes herself comfortable in the seat. "Nothing exactly, I just thought it must be kind of lonely in here by yourself and this might be a good opportunity for us to get to know each other a bit better." The two of them hadn't interacted pretty much at all since Corrin's arrival, and back home she'd tried to get to know just about everyone who served in the forces loyal to her and Xander during the war to at least some degree. "If you wanted to, of course."

[failtsuninari]

"Hah, you know, you got a good point there," he said with a sheepish laugh. Even he had to admit he had been wallowing in doubt and self-pity when Takeshi and Bonnie had left unexpectedly. His cats did provide him some company but his house in Sparks Golsaucia felt empty. "It's true; I haven't been the most social out of all the heroes here. I ought to change that starting now."

Kenichi leaned back against his seat. "Well, you already know my name and I can pilot airships. I've got the Dragoon and Cavalier jobs but I'm considering the other options we have...but that's probably not what you're asking for, huh?"

[bladeofconquest]

Corrin thinks for a moment. "Well...no, not exactly." She admits with a laugh. "But it's a good start! You do seem pretty at home with this airship." The controls look alien and impenetrable to her, but Kenichi handles this beast of a machine with ease. "Do you have airships like this back in your own world or is it something you've picked up since you arrived here?" She asks.