A M O N G S T A R S (All animal rp, open and accepting)

[AlphaMiraWolf]

Zen and Twig were confused to no end as to what is going on, but they never left their room. At all. Twig continues to try to hear for strange noises. Zen, however, sniffed around the room, trying to locate that ghost he had seen that had stood over his bed before. He bumped into the wall behind his bed, and he rubbed his head.

[funfunisland1]

Sanya sighed, "You may go back to your room and take a break until you get enough sleep but first, I'd like you to check on Zen and Twig. They may be concerned about the noise. After you check on them, let me know how they are and you can take a break." Sanya turned back to the rest of the group, "Did anyone find the source of the noise?"

[Bronzewing]

Kuvira tapped her claws on the table impatiently. "Neither of us here know what that noise was, we were in completely different parts of this ship when it happened. There is no need for panic, we will soon find out the cause and fix it, if anything needs to be fixed." She hoped she was doing well when it came to calming the others down- a shipwide panic wouldn't be a good thing at all. Turning to Virus, she whispered: "We definitely have to go find out what that was."

[funfunisland1]

Sanya nodded, "Alright. When you figure out what the noise was, report to me. I'll be in the control room." Sanya began to make her way over to the control room through the twisting halls of the ship.

[Bronzewing]

"Understood." Kuvira said, starting to stand up from the table to get back to work. They definitely had to figure out if anything was wrong before the anniversary: if something went wrong then it would be a complete disaster. No, everything had to be perfect. Everything had to be working, and if the noise was a catastrophic failure or just a loud pot falling, they would know. "I'm going to go check out the engineer rooms. Anyone who works there is free to come with."

[Fortune's Fool]

"Ugh," Virus stood as Kuvira did. "Stars this is ridiculous, it was probably just something in the vents," he muttered under his breath as he followed after her, "would explain why just about everyone heard it, ventilation reaches every part of the ship - and it tends to echo." He tail flicked idly back and forth. "Everyone on this ship needs to stop jumping at shadows."

[Bronzewing]

Kuvira hissed under her breath, just as annoyed as he was. "It probably is nothing, but they're definitely jumping at it. It's our job to calm them down, even if it's just some ventilation dust." She turned a corner, and went down a flight of stairs into the main engineer's room. Holding the door open for Virus, she clicked the light on and scanned the room for anything of interest.

[Space unihorse]

Red sighed, how many days had it been? Almost a year now and she still wasn't used to the busy constantly moving but hardly ever at threat lifestyle. She overheard them talking about the vents and made a mental more to check hers. She checked her journal and saw that it was her turn to do a quick exercise. 10 minutes sparing should do, but with who... She went over to the small gym and began to get the room set up to her preferences.

[Fortune's Fool]

Virus huffed, but knew she was technically right - slipping past her into the room as she turned the light on. "I can check the vents, if I have to. I can fit into most of them easily enough, and I've gotten decent at staying quiet in there." Wasn't going to be happy about it, though. He hated the vents.

[Bronzewing]

"Sounds good. I can barely fit in there." Kuvira said, crossing her arms as she opened up a holographic computer on a table. "Lets see if I can find the record logs from here." She scrolled to the last night when they had heard the noise, looking over the logs to see if anything was out of the ordinary. "Huh. Everything here looks right. Except...there's a gap in the times. There should be a record here, where did it go?" She was going to have to check something else to figure out what went wrong. With a sigh she closed the computer, leaning on the table.