Re: Beginnings (IC)
With little choice, Rurik let himself be pushed forward to the exit door and then onto the ship. If there had been a viewport by which he could see the ship just before entering it, he did a quick visual assessment of it.
Three decks. They were being ushered into the middle deck. He looked around the deck with seats, trying to determine if this was just a cargo bay that had been converted for prisoner transport. Sensibly, the bridge would be forward on the upper deck. He vaguely recalled seeing some odd ship designs where things weren't placed 'normally', though.
Having found an unoccupied seat near the back, he assessed all the other prisoners. There seemed to be more than had been in the cell, so he evaluated them as best as he could. He wanted a head count, he wanted to know who was likely to be a help and who might be a hindrance, and he wanted to know what sort of ability they had.
At the announcement, he fastened his harness, but then looked around for where the vents might be that could emit the threatened gas, and attempted to figure out if they could be blocked with clothing or seat cushions or whatever was accessible in this room.
Grudgingly, he admired the arrangement--no guards in here to overpower or trick or influence or bribe. There was a weakness in that set-up, however, and he spent the time till lift-off trying to work it out.
One of the odd factoids that he'd picked up from watching too many spy-vids was that walls tended to be more vulnerable points that doors, since doors were usually sturdy and reinforced to prevent forced entry. It wasn't like he was expecting to be able to punch his way through a wall... certainly not the rear hull. Forward bulkhead? Maybe.
He also listened to the conversations the other prisoners were having, even closing his eyes to focus his hearing.
When he opened his eyes again, he visually examined the ceiling and the floor to see if there were any access panels. He then examined the seats in more detail. Did they have a metal framework? Were the buckles on the harness metal or plastic?
He wasn't familiar with this 'morph gas', but based solely on the name, it had to put people to sleep. Could they somehow catch/trap it to use on the guards when they came to get the prisoners? It might be worth examining the food station up front to see what was there. A plastic bag might be effective.