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@directormarlow
I need a systems wide confirmation
He spoke to me about that, and truthfully, I don’t know. It wasn’t directly coded into him, but a situation where he feels compassion or protectiveness towards someone he knows is hardly… it’s hard to discourage, if it’s something he’s developed.
I see. I was not terribly worried, but I do not want him seeking revenge, or anything of the sort. Can that be sorted out, Dr Patil?
I need a systems wide confirmation
And much more quickly, too. I suppose more than one of the events I missed requires… bluntness, to explain correctly.
With which they all have in leaps and bounds. Just before you woke, I feel Athene may have had a somewhat unexpectedly human reaction to his own failure, following an incident where I was harmed. Was that normal from him?
I need a systems wide confirmation
Nothing out of the ordinary, sir. Apparently I’ve missed a lot, though.
You certainly have. If I had the time I could explain it to you all, but I'm sure Athene would be able to give a far more apt recollection.
I need a systems wide confirmation
Director. What’s this I’ve been hearing about your plans to abort the mission? All due respect, but do you honestly believe that leaving is our best course of action?
Gossip passes around this ship worse than a pub full of old girls-- we're not leaving. We're going into orbit. And at any choice, your opinion would not be sought if we were to return home before the planned time.
I need a systems wide confirmation
…Director. About that.
I’m on my way up to the Bridge now.
What is it, Parish?
I need a systems wide confirmation
I was told you were talking about taking us back to Earth, sir.
Not yet, doctor. Ms Hardy and I have been evaluating alternate courses from here, but no, we will simply be returning to orbit. I assume your waking from hypersleep went smoothly?
I need a systems wide confirmation
Within 48 hours on engines, thrusters, FTL starters, administration, and surveillance. We leave as soon as we are able to.
As most of you know
I’m not telling you how to make decisions, sir. I just have my reservations about the capabilities of these aliens. It’s because of them that we lost the crew of the Prometheus. I can only hope this little black box will tell us why and possibly where Dr. Shaw has gone off to. That’s why I’m here.
Then I hope you could make time to meet with Jackson Savage and the corpse of Abigail Sloan, because that is what they are capable of. It is why we are all here, Ms Ambrose.
As most of you know
I’m sure it isn’t but I may ask what we’re doing out here if all we’re going to do now is leave empty-handed? If there’s an Engineer running around out there. We can’t just leave him to his own devices.
By my own hand, that Engineer is not running anywhere, I promise you that. The Talon units are retrieving the Black Box from the Prometheus and from that we will decide our next step. Whether we return to the surface will be an executive decision after much thought and the opinions of my crew members. If you wish to include yourself in that discussion I suggest you brief yourself on the events of the survey and the previous one before telling me how to make decisions.
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With all due respect sir, I disagree with your decision to leave.
With all due respect Ms Ambrose, your opinion is not valid at the present moment, and I'm sure several others who were out there with me would agree.
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…Right. That makes one of us. I appreciate the vote of confidence, sir. I’ll see if I can’t hail Cheong, find a channel we can get functional in the meantime.
That’s the thing about Zugzwang, you don’t put yourself there. Not on purpose. The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men gang aft agley, and all that— you pick from what’s in front of you and hope it was the best choice. And even if it wasn’t, you keep moving. You have to play through the endgame. None of us gets to just… stop.
I actually really fucking hate chess, you know? It’s a load of bull. But that lesson, that’s for sure something you can take from time behind the board, if nothing else. Pieces fall. You keep on going. It’s— it’s different when it’s people, though. …Like I said, chess is— it’s straight-up bullshit, forget I even said anything.
That's just life, isn't it? It's what we will have to do. You are far more insightful than anyone gives you credit for, officer.
If we do make it home, you should expect a full recommendation from Ms Hardy and myself for whatever position you might desire. Interpol, for example, has an illustrious career path in intelligence and reconnaissance. We both have plenty of work to do, but if you need my assistance I'll be on the bridge. Good evening Ms Parish.
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No, I— remember, I was on the bridge the whole time, sir, I had all your cameras and mics right there with me. Trust me, I’d go faster if I could. We should be gone yesterday.
I hardly think little of you or your capabilities, but… there’s this thing in chess, called a Zugzwang. It’s essentially a damned if you do, damned if you don’t position. No matter what you do, you’re fucked, and it’s too late to bounce back, and you don’t get to just wait it out. I’m just hoping we aren’t in that kind of squeeze right now. And I’m hoping nothing put us there deliberately.
And I have full faith in your abilities to get us out into orbit.
We were fucked the minute Sloan had to hit that quarantine button, and you cannot imagine how sorry I am we didn't leave then. If any harm should come to you or my crew because of my hasty and petty decisions, I... I don't know what I will do with myself.
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From my end, the engines look fine, but the storm’s already wreaking havoc on our sensors. I set the recalibrations into effect, but honestly, I have no way of even confirming their new range, let alone seeing or hearing if anything approached us. I’m waiting on more data from Savage to see if this would interfere with takeoff at all, but until the storm passes, we’re in the dark, and comms are shaky, at best, with the away team.
I made contact with Apollo briefly, but he and Martell may not have any way of contacting Albrecht, Sörensen, or Athene— the Talons’ frequency with each other was knocked out pretty early, so with the way things are going, if they don’t pick up the pace they’ll be left behind and under radio silence.
Okay. understood. I don't think anything is going to come at us in this weather, so we'll see how we go. I will handle Sterling and see to it the engines are prepped. I apologise if I seem hasty, but after what I saw... you wouldn't want to stay here any longer either.
I will not be leaving anyone behind, Parish, do you really think so little of me? The Prometheus may be a hull, but weather patterns observed by Miss Winchester show it is a complete lee side away from the wind. Miss Martell is a reconnaissance and observation officer and I have no doubts in her ability to keep them all safe. The Talons, of course, will be more than capable of keeping the human crew members safe as well. I told you I have this organised.
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You would really—
…forget it. Do you want the good news or the bad news first, Director?
What? In order of priority, officer.
There were three Marlow siblings. Benjamin was the eldest by over nine years, and Zacharie and Amanda followed soon after. The youngest siblings were close friends until Amanda left for university in America. Ben and Zacharie joined the army, and on his release found out Amanda had come home and given birth to a baby girl named Lola. Unfortunately Amanda's addictive and selfish personality left Lola with a husk of a mother, and for five years Ben raised his niece. When Amanda came back for her daughter after a hefty stint in rehab, Ben was shattered, and once again without family, until Zac got him the job with Weyland. Amanda and her daughter now live in Perth, Australia, and do not have contact with the Marlows.
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I should’ve, an’ it’s my mistake, Director. One I won’ make again. …You’re righ’. An’ that’ll change. If y’ need me for anythin’ else, you’ll know where t’ find me. Permission t’ be dismissed.
Thank you, officer. Granted.
