[X] Moving away from potential flying boulders would be advisable.
[X] Follow host directives regarding white blood cells. Start researching means to work with and around the hosts native immune system.
[X] Research ways to keep our host calm and try to figure out how to suppress her reaction to that she termed "creepiness"
Acknowledged. Our ability to neutralize antigen carriers as they reach the lymph nodes and before they transmit their antigen to the node's population should limit immune reaction to isolated actions involving only the local defenses. Complete pacification however is currently considered unfeasible without complete elimination.
Regarding subliminal adjustments of the host, research is still in progress, but two seemingly viable options have emerged.
Suggestion: By inserting messages following closely Ponzu thought's pattern, we could alter her thought process by introducing a point of view more in line with ours. Warning!: Ponzu is already aware of our presence. A message that deviates too much from her position would immediately make her suspicious of us.
Chemical conditioning: By releasing in conjunction with Ponzu's exposure to a stimulus, we may modify her reaction to it, eventually teaching her brain to naturally associate a certain 'emotion' or state of mind to it. Warning: It is impossible to calculate accurately this method's result and its consequences on Ponzu's mental stability.
[]Orders?
Neural connection:
'Moving away from potential flying boulders would be advisable.'
'Agreed.' Ponzu reaches for her backpack. "Get your stuff."
Megumi salutes sharply. "Roger!"
Ponzu locks the door behind her, and then the agonizing screech of torn metal makes her jump away just in time to avoid the door caving in.
Megumi taps her chin. "Leaving may have been the right idea, I guess."
"This won't only happen to us, I think. Let's move before the hallways get too crowded."
"The main hall," Megumi ask hopefully.
"I'd rather not go anbywhere near giant glass window right now. The dining hall, it's is on the inside of the vessel."
The cheerful girls perks up further at that. "We haven't had dinner yet, too."
"There is that."
To their surprise, the swaying hallways stays empty.
"The announcement did ask passengers to stay in their room," Megumi remarks.
Finally, they meet someone else. A man limps out of a side corridor, clothes soaked in blood. "Help me," he gargles desperately. "They're coming!" He collapses, his last strength spent.
A faint buzzing echoes through the corridor.
Then the light goes out.
The emergency light switches on.
A swarm of insects burst out of the hallway. Their general appearance are close to the praying mantis, except for the brown, sand-patterned bony carapace which thins out into a jagged blade at the forelimbs, some covered with blood. They stand at about 40 centimeters tall.
"Shura mantises", Ponzu curses in a sharp breath.
Threat assessment: Real & immediate.
The mantises land close to the man, apparently about to finish him off.
Megumi shouts and draw her sword, ready to charge.
Ponzu slowly step away. It appears she is plans on fleeing.
[]Suggestions?