Jeremy nodded towards Arthur "I guess." He took a detour and activated the elevator to the bridge. Closing in on his intercom he cleared his throat. "Attention personnel, the Head of Science would like a robotist, a computer engineer, and a surgeon. Please head to the medical bay for more instructions, thank you."
As Lion had brought Yanim up to speed, he knew that she would take care of the electronics. "Please forgive me for not calling on you earlier, I was really focused on the work."
Lion noticed Skada and chuckled. "Nice robot, looks almost like an oddly colored fox."
Time had passed and brought a few changes to Colin. He had started to become more open in conversation and he believed he was gradually getting closer to kicking his head problem, thank all the lords. Also, his hair had started to curl slightly and he had stopped wearing his ex-client sales uniform, instead now walking around in some kind of jumper with a short-sleeved buttoned white shirt.
Colin was happy with the changes to everything and he was glad he had spent the time travelling quite well. The database of the archives had fixed itself, Colin had carried out a complete clean-up of the archives and updated 75% of all the records. In his spare time, he had met everyone on the crew and had normal conversations. Finally, he had tested out his weapon and had started to get used to it. Nevertheless, he still liked his stun baton that he had received from previous employment.
He was now in the archives, looking at said stun baton and for once, he missed being shot at because he had not properly used his weaponry for quite a while. He glanced at the three buttons he had tweaked by accidentally screwing in the wrong screw ; C, N and S.
C stood for Cyclone. Throwing the stun baton at anyone with this activated would summon a small cyclone that would spin them around. The stun baton then returns to Colin, as does the victim. N stood for Net. Simple, really. Pressing this released a small net around everyone around him except for himself. S stood for Smoke. If pressed, smoke would pile out of each end of the baton and form a large cloud around any hostile specimen.
Colin having spare time was not rare so he had secretly been trying to get better at fighting with what he had. He was now on a crew that would most likely get shot at a few times therefore he couldn't just sit back and hope someone ran into him and let Colin smack the stun baton against his chest like he had done in the past.
Right now, not much was happening. Colin had found everything he could about Termina and left it in a ring binder in the Bridge in case anyone wanted to see it.
"Maybe I'll see what our next move is."
Colin made his way to the bar, hoping to find the majority of his crew. Apart from a few conversations here and now, Colin had spent most his time aboard the ship secretive and alone.
[B]Squish rushes over to the Medical Bay, passing and tumbling over many crew members along the way. The Feeblian tumbles through the door onto Arthur, wheezing and sneezing all over him.[/B] "I am...heh...so sorry. Let me...heh...clean it up." [B]Squish looks around for paper and grabs the nearest thing of papers. He starts using them to try and clean the drool and snot off of Arthur. It got cleaned very little and all it really did was smudge the mucus around. After a second, Squish realizes he used documents with lots of writing on them. They were smeared and rumpled beyond recognition.[/B] "Oh dear, I hope those weren't important. I am so sorry for the mess. Did you say you needed a Feeblian over the intercom?"
[QUOTE=doomevil;47585376]Jeremy nodded towards Arthur "I guess." He took a detour and activated the elevator to the bridge. Closing in on his intercom he cleared his throat. "Attention personnel, the Head of Science would like a robotist, a computer engineer, and a surgeon. Please head to the medical bay for more instructions, thank you."[/QUOTE]
"Hmm?" Joseph looked up from his book "1001 Ways to Do A Brain Transplant by B.R. Ains" "More test subjects? I'm on my vay!"
(("Lion noticed Skada..." I left the robot at the bar, sorry.))
[quote=Lion]"Please forgive me for not calling on you earlier, I was really focused on the work."[/quote]
"It is not an issue," Yanim replied with a pleasant, measured cadence as she hardwired the new sensors to the circuit boards behind the cockpit displays. "Being useful is happiness for me." She had been working hard to improve her English during the previous weeks with varying results, but in moments of calm she felt quite confident in her ability. Just then, she accidentally touched the tip of her soldering iron. She tried not to make a scene by immediately shoving her fingers into her mouth, but soon spat angrily- "Shnka! Zhiker time fakin' dis schekata, d'ahka d'ahka!"
A moment later, the translator beeped twice. "<Unable to translate.>"
[quote=Jeremy]"Attention personnel, the Head of Science would like a robotist, a computer engineer, and a surgeon. Please head to the medical bay for more instructions, thank you."[/QUOTE]
Yanim sighed. "Oh, just perfect," she said aloud. "Arthur needs robotics expert, and I am sure that none the more suited crewmembers can be bothered right now, right?" Without waiting to see if Lion would respond, she punched a terse message into her tablet in reply:
[quote=Yanim]"Currently occupied. Others more capable. Will respond only if request directly.[/quote]
[Oh, missed that.]
Lion rose up from the flatbed on the rover after hearing Yanim swear. "You good?"
Yanim then resumed her work so Lion assumed that she was alright.
He began mounting some of the camonet on the rear of the rover before calibrating rotating pintlemount at the center of the rover.
Lion nodded to himself and looked to Yanim.
"I'll be right back, construction of rover weaponry should be done." He jogged to the Armory.
Arthur jumped up at the Feeblian's presence, whipping his lab coat off and cleaning himself off immediately, as the foul alien sneezed and spat all over him. He was angry.
"SQUISH! [I]CALM. DOWN.[/I] Not only did you ruin my finest lab coat [I]and[/I] some interesting notes on Bruta, we [B]DIDN'T EVEN NEED YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE.[/B] You are [I]not[/I] a surgeon. This role falls to Joseph. You're a biologist, and there's no chance I'd let you anywhere near our patient's brain, especially if you end up sneezing on it. You are dismissed." Arthur stated in a huff.
Lion returned to the rover garage inside the hangar, leading a small hovercart which was transporting a really large weapon.
He adjusted the height which made it hover even further above the ground. Lion then climbed up on the rover and grabbed the weapon which he then locked into the gunmount.
Lion assumed gunnery position and began rotating the mount as well as tilting the weapon upwards and downwards.
He hopped out of the rover and began mounting different small militray devices around the hull.
Sledge had also been busy reconfiguring his new hammer to use less common phrases for its various functions. He'd also painted it black to compliment the red spikes and gave it the EDGIEST name he could possibly think of:
"Shadow the Sledgehog: Obliterate!" he bellowed as the hammer extended its menacing kinetic spikes.
Yes, he had referenced the mythical beast of 21st century lore; A creature so brutal and badass that even gazing upon him was known to cause physical pain. "Ow the edge," they'd cry, eyes likely burned in their sockets by his radiating badassitude. Just referencing His name with this hammer has likely placed some sort of demon voodoo juju curse on it which is rad as shit.
And for those nonbelievers who believe He was just a fictional character, Sledge scoffs. Not even the most fevered hate-dreams of the most deranged madman inebriated by the most sinister of libations could conceive of such a fiercely dark and twisted creation.
With this conviction now in his heart, Sledge cried out to the heavens the only question left in his soul:
"[b]WILL I WIELD THIS HAMMER??[/b]"
His voice fell to a hushed whisper and stared deeply into his own reflection on the hammer head.
"...Or will it wield me?"
Jeb heard a very loud yell that could only be Sledge. He found the source of the yell and said the only thing that he knew wouldn't provoke the man. "Nice hammer you got there" he said meekly.
Colin stopped as he was about to enter the Bar. Maybe it wasn't a brilliant idea. Colin still hadn't fully recovered mentally since his little mental problem and he didn't want to have a repeat of the incident in a crowded area. In fact, he had an idea. Colin made his way to comms as quick as possible because there was [B]someone[/B] he wanted to speak to.
[QUOTE=enigmarage;47591314]Jeb heard a very loud yell that could only be Sledge. He found the source of the yell and said the only thing that he knew wouldn't provoke the man. "Nice hammer you got there" he said meekly.[/QUOTE]
Sledge looked around the room to find where the voice came from before looking down and seeing Dr. Marvin Rubdown skulking around like some sort of small rodent looking for shelter under the shadowy boughs of Sledge's tree trunk body.
"Thank you for noticing, Doc! I admire it daily, he chuckled, "My good friend Mr. Roboto made it for me. One domo arigato to him, hakuna metata..." he trailed off.
"Now," he continued, "How can my muscles help you today? Don't ask me, ask them."
Iska woke from a deep sleep after being exhausted from helping Yanim change ion converters in all thrusters.
In the tight enginerooms, lifting machinery couldn't enter, so Iska had had to carry all the converters to their assigned place. All in all Iska had almost completely lost her prejudice against Yanim, but not Kanads.
Iska and Yanim worked well as a team. Iska handled all the work with heavy and messy equipment, leaving her overalls full of damp spots and small burnt holes while Yanim handled all the complex and small engineering.
As she woke up she realized she had gone to sleep in her work overalls. She stood up and stretched and decided to have a drink in the bar.
Just before leaving her room she saw her clans banner on the wall. She left her room with the knowledge that she was a long way from home.
She walked over to the bardesk and noticed Yanims pet sitting on a stool. As she walked over to the pet it turned its head and gave Iska a goofy smile.
Iska chuckled silently and patted it on the head, [you're a good boy, arntcha?] she said whilst taking a seat.
The her homesickned returend and stung her yet again. She lowered her head and signaled to Dwan.
"The usual, and play American trilogy by Brian Bode, please". She raised her head and gazed out into the infinite space that was outside.
Dwan notices Iska enter the bar. "The usual. And play American Trilogy by Brian Bode, please.", she asked, before raising her head and gazing out into space.
Dwan poured Iska's usual and handed it to her. He then grabs the bar's media player's remote and changes the playlist he was playing to the song Iska requested.
[video=youtube;-XVBOCVBniI]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-XVBOCVBniI[/video]
"There you go.", Dwan said to Iska.
Hearing the song come on she took a swig from her bottle, sighed and looked at Dwan.
"For you is far to homeworld, no?" she asked. "How you feel about that?"
"Well, I don't really miss my homeworld.", Dwan tells Iska. "I'm a traveler, always seeing new sights all the time. You could say home is a place that I've never really known.", he says, as he is making himself a piñita colada.
[QUOTE=Bathacker;47592050]Sledge looked around the room to find where the voice came from before looking down and seeing Dr. Marvin Rubdown skulking around like some sort of small rodent looking for shelter under the shadowy boughs of Sledge's tree trunk body.
"Thank you for noticing, Doc! I admire it daily, he chuckled, "My good friend Mr. Roboto made it for me. One domo arigato to him, hakuna metata..." he trailed off.
"Now," he continued, "How can my muscles help you today? Don't ask me, ask them."[/QUOTE]
"Well, whoever I'm asking, I don't believe I got your story. Care to enlighten me?"
[QUOTE=enigmarage;47593687]"Well, whoever I'm asking, I don't believe I got your story. Care to enlighten me?"[/QUOTE]
"Uh, not much to say, really. Came to Rigel from Earth for a little... R&R. Yeah, that's it! Just a little vacation! When I heard about the Archius XI and it's mission, I joined straight away! Yup, there's nothing I care more about than... what we're doing." Sledge cleared his throat loudly.
"So how about you? I'm sure it's much more interesting than anything I could come up with, I-I mean than what actually happened to me," Sledge laughed and looked away.
[QUOTE=Bathacker;47594280]"Uh, not much to say, really. Came to Rigel from Earth for a little... R&R. Yeah, that's it! Just a little vacation! When I heard about the Archius XI and it's mission, I joined straight away! Yup, there's nothing I care more about than... what we're doing." Sledge cleared his throat loudly.
"So how about you? I'm sure it's much more interesting than anything I could come up with, I-I mean than what actually happened to me," Sledge laughed and looked away.[/QUOTE]
Jeb knew there was more to this story than what Sledge said. Lying wasn't his strongsuit. "Well, truth be told, I'm more of a racer at heart, but thanks to an event that I don't care to discuss, that put my dreams on hold. Decided to be a morale specialist in the meantime, but I still dream of racing. Even at my age"
[QUOTE=enigmarage;47594545]Jeb knew there was more to this story than what Sledge said. Lying wasn't his strongsuit. "Well, truth be told, I'm more of a racer at heart, but thanks to an event that I don't care to discuss, that put my dreams on hold. Decided to be a morale specialist in the meantime, but I still dream of racing. Even at my age"[/QUOTE]
"That's too bad. You can't let things stand in the way of your dream, man. You have to demolish those obstacles with a hammer... as big as your heart," Sledge said stoically as he looked off into the distance.
Having finished with the electrical work, Yanim rechecked her tablet to make sure no one had replied to her message. Figuring Arthur had found someone else to deal with... whatever it was he was doing, she returned to the bar. She remained suspicious, since it seemed like every time she tried to get drunk on this ship something would happen which would require her attention.
She stopped in her tracks when she entered the bar, assaulted by some sort of human twangy garbage music. She groaned. Skada perked up at the sound of her entry and dropped out of the bar seat. Yanim affixed her toolbox to him and sat down, requesting a lemon-lime soda with vodka.
There weren't many alcoholic drinks available on her home planet, and most that could be found were expensive imports. The humans on the Archius had made sure to introduce her to as many different types of drinks in the previous weeks as she could stomach, which, now that she thought about it, might explain why she had blown through her anti-intoxication medications so quickly. She would probably need to talk to Joseph about getting more.
She figured that she could introduce the crew to [I]kagakitazh[/I] if they ever pass close enough to kanad space as repayment. Yanim smiled briefly as she recalled her time in the Academy, before the Naval College reigned her in, when she and the other students would snort "tazh" in the restrooms and return to class giggling, with vision distorted.
"Spaska, Iska," she said, taking her seat. "You just wake up?"
[quote]Random Roll [4]: Back at the kitchen where the mess hell is located, some canteen worker thought it would be funny to place some unknown paste and a tomato in the new microwave the ship had since it's first arrival. Needless to say havoc has turned up when you combine both together.
The result? A giant man eating tomato from the depths of monstrosity.
The tomato roared in terror and hopped from place to place. [/quote]
SLEDGE ROARED BACK! "I will mash you with a hammer and turn you into delicious salsa you tomate!"
[B]ACTION: SLEDGE ROLLS FOR FIESTA![/B]
[B]Squish runs into the hall to see the giant tomato. He is taken aback by the giant creature plant thing.[/B] "I will study it and find its weakness. yehh. Do not fear crew, for squish is on the job." [B]The Feeblian rubs his nose clearing snot that had accumulated in his excitement.[/B]
[QUOTE=Bathacker;47595122]SLEDGE ROARED BACK! "I will mash you with a hammer and turn you
[B]ACTION: SLEDGE ROLLS FOR FIESTA![/B][/QUOTE]
Mini-Roll[5]: Sledge attempts to smash the tomato was futile and pointless as the creature spat some weird yet tasty sauce towards his face. The tomato's instincts came into place and hopped to a safe place.
"NOOOO! MARINARA! MY ONE TASTY WEAKNESS!"
(Does the tomato creature try to squish Squish? Does Squish find a way to defeat the tomato? Find out soon.)
Hearing a commotion going on in the hall, Yanim pokes her head out the door, witnessing the massive, bounding tomato avoiding Sledge's hammer swings. She calmly closed the door and returned to her seat, trying a bit too hard to pretend that she had seen nothing.
"Squish! You're a master of cleaning strange fluids off of people!"
Sledge grabbed the Feeblian and got all up in his grill. "[i]CLEAN ME.[/i]"
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