"Right." Pharrikas nodded and disappeared into their room again. Their voice came over the PA system again as they rummaged for tape. "Again, sorry for the problems with the medbay. We used to have a healer who could just sort of wave their hands and get someone back in working order, but he sort of, um. Exploded. Ah, here it is."
They returned with a roll of tape to set the flag up over the door. "Very important. Uh, Helmswoman?" They called down the hall. "Hey, can you get this boat in gear for our first stop? It's on the itinerary up there!"
The Wildest of Ronins
"My physical being is far more brittle then most. I was perhaps unduly paranoid about being violently jostled during takeoff. The mana dissonance also did nothing to speed my removal of the safety restraints."
Zirconus scanned the room to locate a currently unoccupied spot to start unloading his cargo, which in his case was mostly books. Some magical tomes, some scientific treatises but mostly numerous linguistic books. There was also one, rather opulent looking tome in the pile, its cover studded with crystals of a visually similar composition as Zirconus's being.
Click Click Boom Boom
Lord Bearfox of Blackwatch
Simon finally calms down. He figures he's given poor Cassie enough to blush about by the time she coils her tail around herself. That's when the latest announcement comes. At this, he visibly cringes. "In hindsight, I should have asked about the turnover rate for Aether Wings personnel..."
Princess Warlock
Cassie slightly nods as her rosey red check start to fade. She slow let her tail unwarp.
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Dying inside and out.
Holly nods and walks over to Zirconus, "Yes I felt that to. You have quite a few books there. What do you read?"
Sleep? Sleep?! Sleep is for the weak!
The Wildest of Ronins
"These? These are mostly works books. Various linguistic studies and dictionaries. I have a few spell tomes as well. With a couple supplementary science books. This though," he lifts up the gem covered tome. "This is a complete record of every confirmed bit of knowledge about my kind. Most of it I had to confirm myself, and I still have quite a few blank pages left. If I meet any others on our journey I intend to record what new knowledge this might bring me. If only so that there can be some definitive record for any future Kósmi̱mians. I suppose one could consider it my life's work."
Click Click Boom Boom
Dying inside and out.
Holly looks at the gem encrusted tome with admiration, "I imagine it was difficult to verify even that. Your kind is rarer than mine. I have heard rumors of creatures similar to you, but they were the typical backwater fairy tales about how you stole infants. Which are completely ludicrous. What use would you have for an infant?"
Sleep? Sleep?! Sleep is for the weak!
Lord Bearfox of Blackwatch
Simon starts panicking again: not about the fact that he's airborne though. No, he has a much more reasonable fear now. "We're all going to get shot, stabbed, poisoned, drowned, crushed, and exploded, aren't we?" He retreats to his bunk again, and curls up in the fetal position, muttering a prayer at concerningly high speeds.
Princess Warlock
"Well if Roar has anything to do with it. Then yes", She said with a slight smile. Cassie sit next to Simon. "Seem Im not the only jumpy one?", She joking says.
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Lord Bearfox of Blackwatch
Simon pauses a second, blushes slightly, and stands back up. "Mortal terror is healthy in some cases. Helps keep you alive." True, he barely believes that, but he feels he should at least appear sensible. After all, if he can't do his job, then why is he here. "Point is, we have no idea how likely this mission is to kill us, and it could do so in any number of ways we can't prepare for."
Princess Warlock
Cassie pause after Simon get up, "I get that.. But err..". Cassie pause and blush after realizing she making him conformable.
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"Thanks, Becca," Daphne said as she placed her bags so as the door won't close itself, she's planning to find a way to force it open permanently. She dig into her medical bag and produced a white rag and cleaning liquid and was about to begin scrubbing down the empty room when Pharrikas gave Daphne a roll of duct tape, much to Daphne's confusion.
"Erm, thanks, brah?" she said as she dumped the tape into her medical bag. "I mean, I already have some help with the flag from the rabbit brah but I guess I can use this as back up, duct tape might solve everything, after all. Oh, can you help me with moving the medical stuff to here while I scrub the room clean? That'll be gucci.
Then, as Daphne about to go down for work, she suddenly turned to the captain and said worriedly in a fast pace "Also,what the fuck do you mean 'exploded'?"
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Lord Bearfox of Blackwatch
Simon takes a couple of breaths to try and calm down. Way he figures, however bad the situation is, it can't possibly be as bad as he's making it. After a bit of nervous pacing around the room, he looks around. "We all settled in?"
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Becca seemed oddly unperturbed by the mention of 'exploded'. "I assumed it was magic overload..." She shrugged. She then turned around and set about duct taping her plant to the wall next to the desk.
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Princess Warlock
"Mostly" She slow replied. She then looks down and blush more, "Only one thing left. How do we handle changing?" Cassie quitly asks.
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Lord Bearfox of Blackwatch
Simon averts his gaze and blushes slightly. Not due to being flustered, mind you. Gods know he's shared a unisex locker room / shower before. However, Cassie is clearly flustered about the fact, so he clears his throat and says, "I'm inclined to site the rule of thumb I was given in training: Look away, and nobody sees anything they don't need to." He tries to make it as non-awkward as possible, but how well it works is anybody's guess.
Princess Warlock
"Then settled" , Cassie giggles as she blurts out her answered out. Cassie wasnt really shy about changing infont of people but she aware not everyone had grown open in military outfit. But then again not every orphan got a chance like she did.
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"Oh, uh, you know... exploded." With practiced precision, Pharrikas pulled objects over to him with the pallet mover, then down the hall. "Touched something he should not have. As you do. It's an occupational hazard." They set a stretcher vertically leaning against the wall. "N B D."
"I just assumed you were some kind of construct." Roar commented. "You want to read any of my books, go ahead, by the way. They're mostly just technical manuals anyway, useful if we're going to be seeing lots of foreign tech; might have a reference point. You contribute any of your info to a wider library yet, Zirc?"
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That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
"Oh, okay!" Becca replies to Pharrikas.
Warms up defibrillator
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Military Grade Shitposter
Curiosity getting the better of her, Isaure decided to take a detour down to the cargo bay, where their makeshift medical lab was to be set up.
Just to know how screwed I'll be when something lops my arm off, she thought.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Becca decides to go down to the cargo bay to check if she left anything behind. Isaure might see her.
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Military Grade Shitposter
Stomping down to the cargo bay less because of anger and more because of her massive exoskeleton Isaure noticed Becca, the blue holoskull on her helmet more or less staring through her.
"Oh, hi!" She waved, her axe-guitar on a sling and hanging off the front of her body.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
"Oh, hello! That's a cool helmet!"
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Military Grade Shitposter
...Not what I was expecting.
"Yeah, it is. Uses some weird sort of holo-projection tech to let you see the skull like it's actually there." Turning her head to the side Becca would notice she could now see the side of the skull.
"See? Pretty wicked."
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."
"Yeah, sure! Just let me go get my duct tape!" She sprints off to the cargo bay and returns with a large crate in her arms. The crate has a handle on the top, though she's not using it now. She places the crate next to her bed and opens it up. The stuff inside is neatly arranged. Becca quickly locates the tape and sets about putting the flag over the doorway.
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