WHO: mine + various WHERE: around the ship WHEN: throughout the duration of the event WHAT: getting trapped, malfunctions, etc!! WARNINGS: nah not really
[ Coran, meanwhile, has been having a pretty okay time with this new companionship. You know, once he wasn't immediately murdered. Never know what's going to happen!
His goal in making the trip to the main ship from the Castle was to be in a better position to help figure out some answers. About anything that's been happening, really. Maybe even to help with repairs, only as it turns out, no matter how experienced, a mustache product tester doesn't quite equate to the crew aboard as a qualified candidate. But at the very least, he'd thought, he could pick a few things up to run over to the Castle, or to some fellow Eluvio wanderers in need.
Things, as ever, don't quite go as planned. Still, it's nice to have someone around this time! Sealed in or no. Coran catches the flashlight Maine tosses his way, turning it over in his hands a couple of times before catching up to what it is. Let there be light, bro. ]
Thanks! Oh, this'll make navigating much easier! You're certainly the prepared sort, aren't you?
[ It's probably a good thing he doesn't have any murdering tendencies. ...hahaha. Even if he might be quietly contemplating it now because that mustache reminds him of his past and there's just something about it that's irritating. Not this guy's fault, though.
He doesn't really acknowledge what he says beyond an answering grunt that is just on this side of exasperated. Being here isn't through any fault of theirs, but Maine is still annoyed. This ship needs to get their shit together. After a long, silent deliberation, Maine removes something from one of the pouches on his armor and lifts his hand to the back of his head. Another passing moment and a strong, low voice comes from the communicator clipped to the mag holster on his thigh. ]
You could say that. System failures aren't new to me.
[ Aha! That's one mystery solved. Case of the voice: check. ]
They're not new to me, either. The ship I'm looking after wasn't particularly well-equipped for so many vital failures at once, though. It's what brought me over here! Hoping to get things back in order. Not that the crew here seems to be faring any better.
[ They'd surely have to have a large selection of engineers hard at work, though, wouldn't they? ]
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His goal in making the trip to the main ship from the Castle was to be in a better position to help figure out some answers. About anything that's been happening, really. Maybe even to help with repairs, only as it turns out, no matter how experienced, a mustache product tester doesn't quite equate to the crew aboard as a qualified candidate. But at the very least, he'd thought, he could pick a few things up to run over to the Castle, or to some fellow Eluvio wanderers in need.
Things, as ever, don't quite go as planned. Still, it's nice to have someone around this time! Sealed in or no. Coran catches the flashlight Maine tosses his way, turning it over in his hands a couple of times before catching up to what it is. Let there be light, bro. ]
Thanks! Oh, this'll make navigating much easier! You're certainly the prepared sort, aren't you?
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He doesn't really acknowledge what he says beyond an answering grunt that is just on this side of exasperated. Being here isn't through any fault of theirs, but Maine is still annoyed. This ship needs to get their shit together. After a long, silent deliberation, Maine removes something from one of the pouches on his armor and lifts his hand to the back of his head. Another passing moment and a strong, low voice comes from the communicator clipped to the mag holster on his thigh. ]
You could say that. System failures aren't new to me.
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They're not new to me, either. The ship I'm looking after wasn't particularly well-equipped for so many vital failures at once, though. It's what brought me over here! Hoping to get things back in order. Not that the crew here seems to be faring any better.
[ They'd surely have to have a large selection of engineers hard at work, though, wouldn't they? ]