I'll mess around with it, see if there's an override. Lockdown or something. Take them out if I can't.
[Not that it's a solution, really. Still not going to help if the actual people end up twisted and wrong, or if the impostors somehow pick up information from the originals, but it's better than nothing and if it'll give him peace of mind it's worthwhile.
She'll have to do it, too. She's pretty sure he's not above coming to her room just to see if the door still opens for him. It's a little overprotective and paternal, but right now she's not as uncomfortable with the idea as she maybe should be. Leans in towards him a little, bumping her shoulder against his arm.]
I'm not gonna tell Takeshi. Don't wanna scare him. But I won't help him program anyone in and I'll make sure he knows to be careful. He's still got access to his old room too, he can go there if things get bad.
[But the thought of things going that far is rough, and she plants her elbow on her knees and her face in her hands, sighing into her palms. Sometimes it feels like the whole ship's just holding its breath, waiting for the next round of shit to hit the fan. Waiting for the incident they won't be able to beat, the disaster they won't recover from.]
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[Not that it's a solution, really. Still not going to help if the actual people end up twisted and wrong, or if the impostors somehow pick up information from the originals, but it's better than nothing and if it'll give him peace of mind it's worthwhile.
She'll have to do it, too. She's pretty sure he's not above coming to her room just to see if the door still opens for him. It's a little overprotective and paternal, but right now she's not as uncomfortable with the idea as she maybe should be. Leans in towards him a little, bumping her shoulder against his arm.]
I'm not gonna tell Takeshi. Don't wanna scare him. But I won't help him program anyone in and I'll make sure he knows to be careful. He's still got access to his old room too, he can go there if things get bad.
[But the thought of things going that far is rough, and she plants her elbow on her knees and her face in her hands, sighing into her palms. Sometimes it feels like the whole ship's just holding its breath, waiting for the next round of shit to hit the fan. Waiting for the incident they won't be able to beat, the disaster they won't recover from.]