Mass Effect RP 3

Deimos stood by as Una revealed the hidden compartment, closing his omni-tool. He didn't really have the technical forte to determine which switch did what. Plus, he was glad he wasn't trying to figure this out on his own - at this point, he'd seriously consider flipping all the switches in his hurry to end the endless onslaught of water droplets.

Marik shrugged. "Not too bad, considering the size of those impacts. I believe there might have been a fire somewhere, but I'm sure the sprinklers activated." Those things activate at the drop of a hat, I swear.

The sprinklers shut off. "Well, that went unusually pain-free." Una said as she turned. As Deimos entered her line of sight, her expression changed. "Oh, oh crap, I didn't even think..." her eyes darted around, as if thinking quick and hard. "You... need to go somewhere dryer, don't you?"

edited 16th Nov '11 4:24:15 PM by slowzombie

"Those sprinkers would turn on if you held Deimos' cooking up to them."

Jordan smirked. He didn't really care if Deimos heard it: all in good fun, and hopefully the drell understood.

Marik sighed. "Between you and Deimos, I shudder to think of how many flash cookers I've had to purchase. You'd think you'd eventually improve your cooking." Just like how I should eventually be able to fire a weapon without endangering my crewmates.

"So says Mister Inaccuracy himself."

Marik chuckled, obviously embarrassed. "Hey, that's why I've got my biotics! I'll leave the shooty stuff to you."

"Yeah. You're able to make explody-spheres. I'm able to burn people with incendiary bullets. I guess for some of us shooting isn't our best area. Oh well, not everyone can be like me."

"Yes, we can't all unconsciously attract heavy objects to our heads."

"I'm the one who can place a bullet through your soul. Quiet."

"Yeah yeah, I know. Just remember who it is that always ends up removing bullets from you."

Jordan flashed a smirk at Marik, then remember he still had his Death Mask on. "I'll keep that in mind, Marik. Thanks for taking care of me again."

"No problem, it's always interesting to see how much damage you can inflict upon yourself." And helpful to know that I can fix it.

"Silly you. I'm a god, I can inflict infinite damage upon myself." He winced. "Doesn't mean it doesn't hurt, though."

"Yes, even you experience pain when injured. Most likely as a deterrent."

"Yeah. Helps me get pissed off, God help whoever gets caught in my blood rage."

He laughed, before wincing again. "Better get going, tour the ship, check in with Cap'n Katie, and then get some rest so I don't die."

Marik chuckled as well. "Sounds good. Be sure to stop by if your pain doesn't go down soon."

"Right. I'll go see about that then." Rach'an headed off in search of his destination, hoping for the same success as last time.

"I will. Later, Marik."

With a waved goodbye, Jordan finally set off down the hallway.

Deimos let out a sigh of relief as the sprinklers shut off. Looking over, he saw Una's expression.

"No- well yeah, I suppose," he said. "It's not too bad, really," he said reassuringly. "Uncomfortable, but I won't keel over anytime soon," he gave a nervous chuckle.

"Thanks for getting them shut off, though."

Syven absently noted the lack of falling water inside the generator room. It made sense, though; this area was too important to have anything short out at the slightest whiff of smoke.

The salarian shouted from inside the containment area. "Okay. Sere Arioc, check coolant temperature and pressure. Are either of them in the red?"

It took a second for him to find the readouts. "No. Coolant pressure is below optimum, but not critical."

"Good. Activate the electronic safeties."

"Got it. Electronic safeties active."

"Launch the generator and bring it to minimum settings."

A low whirr began ringing in his ear as he punched the sequence in. He didn't hear any sparks, so everything was all right for now.

"Any sudden fluctuations in temperature, pressure, or power level?"

"No."

"Excellent. Run the diagnostics software." The salarian returned to the control area, his two coworkers in tow. "I'll take it from here."

"Understood."

Syven leaned against the wall. He might as well stay here for now, out of the way of the humidity.

"Arioc to bridge. Anyone need my help?"

edited 16th Nov '11 5:46:56 PM by MadCormorant

Una nodded, looking slightly relieved. "I'm going to have to check the rest of the ship out, make sure there's no fires going on or anything." She nodded to herself, closing the security hatch from behind her back. "We should be landing soon."

"Right then. I'll go suit up. See you planetside," Deimos said as he turned to leave towards his quarters.

"Yeah." Una said, hesitating briefly. "Fun times in Tuchanka. Seeya Deimos" She shook her head and turned to continue the inspection, hoping that there wasn't any fire. Fire, in general, kinda sucked.

Eventually, after taking two elevators (one stopped halfway due to damage sustained by whatever had KO'd him), Jordan finally arrived at the bridge. He was still slightly woozy, and walking slowly, but he had taken his helmet off. There was a small bruise on his head where the toolbox had contacted Death Mask had contacted him.