Arc 1, Thread 3: The King in #ffff00 (Arkady)
There are some people paying attention. Of COURSE there are rubberneckers. But they're turned away by Corduroy's scowling visage, which quite clearly says 'Mind your own business, you'll learn later'.
"Well, they got hazmat suits... but they've been working on some shit. Weaponizing them," He says, "Armor, converted flamethrowers, the works. I ain't gonna call them power armor, boss, but they're not gonna be just flimsy enviro-suits, you know?"
He sucks on his teeth.
"Both of 'em? How the fuck that happen? I know you don't know, boss, but, shit, you're right, that IS weird. No casualties, no emergency power..." He pauses, "Ya know, all these ships run with a smaller reactor, different circuits. Ain't that somethin? Whatever's doing it ain't drawing off both circuits."