Xaviers!

Posted: **Fri Sep 09, 2016 7:24 pm**

"Sure you can. You shouldn't just boss people around, Tosh--I never took you for a Dom before," he said, crouching down and examining the port.

Posted: **Fri Sep 09, 2016 7:46 pm**

"Don't... don't underestimate him," Sam says weakly, wincing.

"Sometimes he is a machine."

Posted: **Fri Sep 09, 2016 7:51 pm**

"Who said anything about... nevermind... can you help or not?"

Posted: **Fri Sep 09, 2016 8:28 pm**

"Only seven or eight ways to find out," Will said, closing his eyes, shifting, and setting up as a small external console, plugged into the main computer.

Code: Select all: >>Hello world

Posted: **Fri Sep 09, 2016 8:42 pm**

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Is the scrambled response, though Will's intuitive interpretation of the electronic world allows him to parse some of it into readable enough text to display a number of files and sections he fishes out of the symbol-salad.

Code: Select all: >> Breach Power Control System (active) >> SlipStream System (offline) >> Factory Systems (Error) >> Defense Matrix (offline) >> Eco-Shield (active) >> Troop Control Unit (active)

Posted: **Fri Sep 09, 2016 8:43 pm**

Code: Select all: >>Wow, Tosh, this poor guy is really confused. Errors all over the place, and this whole "slipstream" thing sounds important.

Posted: **Fri Sep 09, 2016 9:00 pm**

"Okay okay, I'm impressed," Tosh chuckled. "And yeah, that's our ticket home. We just have to fix it and reproduce whatever Conduit did to make it dimension hop."

Posted: **Fri Sep 09, 2016 9:01 pm**

Code: Select all: >>Well, you're the tech wiz. Show us what you've got!

A keyboard popped out of the front of Will, allowing Tosh to do some direct manipulatin'.

Posted: **Sat Sep 10, 2016 12:05 am**

Tosh nodded resolutely and started typing. By way of a complicated line of code, he asked the system for a status report on the Slipstream drive.

Just don't touch his asterisk.

Posted: **Sat Sep 10, 2016 12:58 am**

The Slipstream Drive is functional but without power at the moment thanks to the Breach no longer being able to power all systems simultaneously.

Posted: **Sat Sep 10, 2016 1:10 am**

"Well that'll be easier," he said, 'asking' the system to reroute power from the factory to the Slipstream Drive.

Posted: **Sat Sep 10, 2016 1:19 am**

It takes a couple of minutes for everything to properly power up, but soon enough the Slipstream is active again. There's not enough juice in the system to reach very far, most of the globe in the Slipstream interface being grayed out. It also doesn't show any obvious trans-dimensional options though there's a way to manually enter coordinates.

Posted: **Sat Sep 10, 2016 1:47 am**

He typed in a command to bring up a usage history, trying to narrow down when Conduit managed the jump.

Posted: **Sat Sep 10, 2016 2:01 am**

There's a shitload of data in there that makes no sense, even to Will. Conduit's methods of interacting with the system seem to leave her tracks encrypted in god knows what kind of cypher. Probably keyed to her brain-waves somehow. All Will is getting is the impression that the data is trying it's best to be obnoxious and childishly defiant.

Posted: **Sat Sep 10, 2016 2:26 pm**

"I'm really starting to hate that little bitch," Tosh muttered.

"Okay... maybe I'm overthinking this... what would a childish technopath try to make that happen..." he thought aloud.

"Wait... Will!" he grinned, "They wanted you to refuel! Because your body must be flooded with transdimensional energy... so the material in the reactor must be a piece you lost in your long trip to our universe. Its like a tunnel! I just need its coordinates!"

He starting typing furiously, working to identify just that.

Posted: **Sat Sep 10, 2016 11:44 pm**

"That sounds like some Voyager level deflector-dish techno-babble over there."

Victor hadn't really acknowledged the right thing comment. Nor was he making any effort to stand up like some of the other injured parties were. Which, when compared to Siberia, made him look a little sulky.

"Do you think it's too late to sneak downstairs and grab a laser gun? It seems a shame to go home without a souvenir. Well, other than shrapnel."

Posted: **Sun Sep 11, 2016 12:09 am**

"I'll fashion the shrapnel into a nifty set of cufflinks for you." She replied with a chuckle. She reached out and ran her hand through his hair across his forhead.

Posted: **Sun Sep 11, 2016 2:15 am**

Code: Select all: >>I don't understand --anything--you just said, but you seem to be speakin' this dude's language!

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 2:42 pm**

Finding the coordinates for the Breach isn't too hard. The system is meant to be at least somewhat user-friendly in picking target locations. As is picking out which life-forms to transport. All he has to do is hit the button and they'd all be going hope. Hopefully.

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 3:04 pm**

He typed in one last thing and whooped. "Okay guys! I think we're good to go! So say your goodbyes and drag over the psycho, because other me's crazy science fortress is starting to creep me out."

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 5:16 pm**

Siberia looks the group over, "It was an honor to work with you, all of you. This would have been considerably more difficult without all of you."

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 7:52 pm**

"You have to destroy it after we're through," she says as she struggles to get up.

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 8:07 pm**

"We'll see what we can do. This is some sort of dimensional rift we're talking about."

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 8:08 pm**

Code: Select all: >>Why does that sound familiar?

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 8:13 pm**

Emilio wanted nothing to do with crazy pants, especially since she had a good reason not to.

She instead took to helping Victor.

"Come on champ. " She prompted, gingerly helping him stand and allowing him to lean on her.

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 8:15 pm**

"Tell Eyepatch that I'll keep doing her windsprints when I get home...and thank you," Haley grunted at Siberia, wiping blood from her face that had started pouring from her nose during the fight with the machines.

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 8:27 pm**

Will Stanton wrote:
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>>Why does that sound familiar?

Code: Select all: >>Why does what sound familiar?

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 8:41 pm**

Code: Select all: >>It's probably nothing, don't worry about it. Just all this strange dimensional rift talk...a bit over my head, I suppose.

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 10:33 pm**

Victor leaned a lot more heavily on Emilie than she might have expected, his movements laboured.

"So that's it? No Ewok village celebration, we just go home?"

Posted: **Mon Sep 12, 2016 11:57 pm**

Siberia nods to Haley, "I will be certain to tell her."

Posted: **Tue Sep 13, 2016 12:14 am**

"Real hero work doesn't come with an built in audience." Emilie replied to Vic. She handled him well enough, used to carrying his bodyweight.

Posted: **Tue Sep 13, 2016 1:20 am**

When everyone was ready, Tosh said, "Hopefully this time I'll actually get to stay in my proper position in time-space." He then activated the Slipstream.

"Oh, and I... uhh... have no idea where on Earth we'll pop out. So... cross your fingers?"

Posted: **Tue Sep 13, 2016 1:22 am**

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The slipstream kicked into gear, and everything went woozy.

Posted: **Tue Sep 13, 2016 1:47 am**

The sensation of being teleported is strange. Like they're being hooked by the bellybutton and pulled through the world. And then the stream hits the Breach and everything goes inside-out and upside-down. Spatial dimensions cease to make any sense at all and even time is kind of iffy for a moment.

And then the world exploded outwards from nothingness again and almost immediately hits all of them like a wave. Of seawater. Followed by another. And another. Spurting and sputtering all of them bob to the surface of the ocean where they just manifested. In the distance a green shoreline is visible and it seems vaguely familiar. Around them are several ships of the Royal Navy and above them they can sense the faintest fluctuation and rippling in the air. Like a heat-shimmer above a road the Breach seems to have at least partially manifested on this side.

The British Navy is quick to pull them on board and bring them to the shore. Questions are being asked and answers presumably given, although no one seems to like what they're hearing, especially the fact that the ship is most definitely lost and that not one but two possibly hostile factions lie beyond the spatial distortion. Before too long they're being ushered along to a hangar where Ashlie and the repaired Blackbird are waiting to take everyone back to the University.

Posted: **Tue Sep 13, 2016 1:56 pm**

After the dimensional drifters had teleported away, Siberia sat in her chair, looking at the breach.

Samantha McManus wrote:"You have to destroy it after we're through."

She frowned and shook her head as if she was trying to clear it.

"Admiral?" One of her soldiers moved to her, looking concerned.

She held up her remaining hand to stop him. "I'm fine. Get whatever techs we have left in here. I want this rift closed and I want this placed stripped of whatever else might be useful for getting us back to Russia."

"But Admiral..."

"Do not question me. We have enough trouble with our own world, there is no sense in leaving the door wide open for trouble with other worlds. Now do as I say!"

"Yes, Admiral!"

You owe me, Samantha.

Xaviers!

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