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Weighing the odds and the scale of it it seems a scant thing to pick a fight with a fortress full of tunnelflies. Everyone returns to the carriage as Gallium gives the signal and NeoGenesis, todays surprising operator, begins to move the carriage forward into the darkness.
Hours in tunnels, some large, some claustrophobic, is what it feels like. It may just have been minutes, it could have been days, the distance warps and space breaks and the beans run low, and the Woodsies prepare a fungral broth that is delectable and earthy, and on and on we go.
And then, suddenly, it's not a tunnel that hums with the faint sound of hunger and wings, the Howling Clouds shadowing our passing through their realm, waiting for their moment to strike when our guard is low.
Suddenly, instead it is . . . lights. Lights and the soft *hum* of power banks, wires, redirective substations, RAU 17 in all its glory, and glory it is. The ceiling is high. The area is... bathed in light. Some of the wiring looks positively refreshed, even if, as Everett can attest, touching it is a bad idea.
Is this place ... yes it must be. Look, over there, Samantha spots it, keen eyes, someones left a spanner out of place and there's too little dust here. The high ceiling has recent plaster applied.
RAU #17 is being maintained! This substation is visited actively by teams of Facility staff. The power it hums with and redirects elsewhere is being bent towards some purpose.
And look, over there. Enormous security doors. But not the ones we thought we'd find. No. The way to the sequestered transport hub? Surely, Fox spotted a lockdown there.
But that one is new.
On the air, beyond the stale scent of the recycling and venting, a faint trace of . . . sanitation bleach. Maintenace oil. Boot polish. Someone's cleaning these tunnels, then, meter by meter by meter.
Now what?
The only way to easily proceed is through the network upwards, towards the Biologically contaminated Subhub, through unknown tunnels. But this place has light and activity. Surely, if we search around, if we investigate, or if we have some cunning idea, we can figure out a way past these enormous security doors.
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>DOWNTIME OPS aren't "turn" or "time" limited - declare general actions to attempt to respond / resolve / interact / do / move about and there'll be some sort of result.
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