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POSTED ON Dec 21, 2021 1:14:54 GMT

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Yet another restless evening in the ROCKET submarine. Barnaby had somehow copped the night shift again. It was always the same old shit: a whole lot of nothing to do besides walking around. What was he supposed to be looking out for? They were in a giant metal shell in the middle of the ocean. I could be enjoying a night alone with Felix Gallagher and yet here I am...

Then... something disturbs his thoughts. A sound that was both eerie and ominous. It was a forlorn wail that seemed almost primordial, followed by what sounded like the clanking of pipes. Then, nothing.

Goosebumps rose up along Barnaby's arms as he strained to listen for any further noises. A little shaken, he continued walking his usual route through the sub before rounding a corner and entering the cafeteria. Scanning the tables, he noticed a lone figure nearby. Barnaby recognized them as a recent recruit.

"Evening," He greeted. "Did you, uh... hear a strange sound a moment ago?"
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POSTED ON Dec 21, 2021 3:57:41 GMT

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The submarine base feels a bit much to Atlas. Not that anyone's asking them, but the feeling is strong as they roam the halls listening to the sound of their flopping sandals echo off the metal interior. Underground, that was sensible. Simple. Underwater? It gives . . . Sunday morning supervillain.

Atlas's wanderings bring them to a stop in the cafeteria. Again, a giant sub with a cafeteria. Maybe it's not so much Sunday morning supervillain as billionaire excess. The branch flexing its wealth like it's the underworld's Silph equivalent. Whatever, they can't complain too much. It's free lodging ridiculous or not.

They're interrupted in their musings by a voice. Instinct tells them to whip around, but restraint keeps them from doing anything so embarrassingly jumpy. When they turn to meet the stranger calling to them it's slow and relaxed. Their hands naturally tuck into the pockets of their baggy sweats. They stand a little straighter and open their chest, pulling their red tank-top tighter to their bound chest.

"A sound?" They ask pleasantly, "Can't say I have. I get it though, the ambience down here . . . can lend your mind to playing games."

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POSTED ON Dec 22, 2021 1:30:47 GMT

The submarine was definitely a power play on ROCKET's part. Extravagant, sure, but difficult for their enemies to pinpoint and a verifiable fortress to try and breach. That's another reason why the creepy sound from earlier had shaken Barnaby as much as it did - he couldn't escape whatever potential monster lurked in the shadows, even if he tried. Space was finite on this ship. You could only run so far.

Barnaby visibly relaxed as the other ROCKET responded, lulled into a false sense of security by the pleasantness of their voice.

"You're right, of course." He waved off his worry with a smile. "It's so drab and dreary down here. I'm probably just hearing things."

His concern beginning to subside, he took a moment to really take in the person standing before him. Unlike many of the other grunts he had encountered, they hadn't immediately responded with vitriol. A new friend, then, perhaps?

"I'm Bee, by the way. It's a please to meet you..." He let the sentence linger, hoping they'd fill in the rest.
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POSTED ON Dec 22, 2021 2:46:17 GMT

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"Between the pipes, the sea, and the grunts shoved together like sardines there's plenty for your ears to distort," Atlas replies with a nod, a placating smile spreading across their face. Nevertheless they can't help but keep an extra-sharp ear out going forward. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst and all that.

There's a part of Atlas that expects that to be the end of the exchange. Their attention is starting to wander when the stranger speaks up in introduction. At this hour they can't say they're in the most social mood, but every connection is a foothold. It would be silly to pass one up on account of mere tiredness.

"My name's Atlas."

Atlas clears the space between themselves and the stranger as they speak. Comfortable steps, punctuated by the ugly slap of plastic soles on metal. Once they're in range they offer their right hand to shake. Relaxed, held out tilted so the soft palm is exposed.

"The pleasure is mine, I was just getting sick of stomping about by myself."

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POSTED ON Dec 22, 2021 21:11:07 GMT

Atlas. A strong, confident name to match an altogether pleasant person. Barnaby accepted their handshake with a firm grip and a smile.

"Well, welcome to ROCKET, Atlas. Glad to have you here." Although Barnaby was still just a grunt, he had ambitions of holding power and authority. There was nothing to gain from being unwelcoming, after all.

"Same for me. The night shift is always such a bore when you're—" A shrieking howl from above cut Barnaby off midsentence. More disturbingly, the sound suddenly moved away from them and toward the cafeteria's exit. It seemed to travel corresponding to the large network of pipes that zigzagged through the entire submarine.

Barnaby fell silent. His smile waned into a frown, but his eyes looked toward Atlas expectantly.

".... I'm guessing you heard that?" He supposed it wasn't all in his head, then. And because he was on patrol duty this evening it was his job to figure out what was going on. Great.

He sighed. "I'm gonna have to check that out. I'll see you around, Atlas." Barnaby moved toward the exit, but stopped and looked over his shoulder. "Unless... you'd like to join me?"
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POSTED ON Dec 29, 2021 1:22:10 GMT

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"Appreciate the welcome, Bee."

It's a good handshake. A good smile. God, Bee means it, don't they? It's still weird for Atlas to run into people like him. Criminals with a heart of gold or whatever. But maybe they're getting ahead of themselves. Maybe it's more like honor among thieves. Maybe he's just as fucked as the rest of them on the clock.

Atlas is settling in to listen to whatever Bee wants to gab about when the harsh wailing from above cuts him off. It nearly makes Atlas jump out of their skin, but they tamp down that reflex the same they did the one before. Instead only their eyebrows leap. They look more bemused than startled when they look up at the ceiling.

When they look back down they meet Bee's frown with a slightly apologetic smile. Maybe there is something weird going on here.

"Guess it's more than the ambience," they reply, face tight. Well, that's some shit. Bee goes to leave and Atlas for the second time is ready to leave him to it. Chasing monsters isn't really their thing; but then Bee looks back and asks and, fuck! If they stuck around to avoid wasting a connection they walk in Bee's direction to avoid soiling their reputation.

Atlas is hardly the bravest person alive, but they can't afford to come off as too much of a useless coward when they've only been here for a few weeks.

"Of course, I hardly want to walk back to my room alone now do I?" Atlas keeps their smile level, their voice dripping in humor and sarcasm.

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