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Captain Malcom Tiberius Deladier-Shepard is right. Don't mess with texa... I mean, the crew.
Great posts guys! I'm really looking forward to see where this goes, you're all really impressive. Also, if anyone wants to do a collab at some point, let me know and we can work on something.

I'm here to collab with! xD


I'll count on it, I'd love to do one of these later at some point.
Alright I put the post up. @CondorTheMole you may take it from there or go forth without Janet. I entrust you with her part of possible conversations, fights or any other actions.
Janet had almost gotten out of the engine bay, when suddenly her foot got caught in something, she flung her arms backwards in an attempt to regain her balance, but failure was ultimately inevitable. She fell hard onto the floor and as if she had suddenly become the villain in a 400 year old cartoon, the pockets of her cargo pants opened and all the tools she usually kept in them, flew out spreading all across the room. She took a moment to catch her breath before slowly turning around to inspect what infernal thing had caused her ungrateful descent. A small metal rod sticking out from under the water pump, had taken hold of her left foot. Janet had noticed the little piece of junk before, but since it wasn't vital or indeed fulfilling any use at all, its removal hadn't been high on the to-do list - up until now. She grabbed the blowtorch that had conveniently landed next to her and commenced to cut it off, while grunting suppressed curses, swearing to personally hammer the nails into the coffin of whoever was responsible, after she first nailed him or her into said coffin.

The doors behind her opened announcing the captains entrance, just as she finished the job. "This place actually looked cleaner when everything was broken. I know I haven't really seen you since you've been aboard, apologies for that. It's been some kind of trip, I'll tell you. How are you liking it here? Everything alright? Any issues? If so, it's a pretty small ship so you'll be able to find me somewhere here, or just yell. And we're going on Harkon soon, so do you want anything bought for you? Our Loadmaster, Certus, he's picking up supplies and was wondering." Janet processed the sheer amount of words thrown her way as she got up from the floor. "I am alright sir. Sorry about the mess, I'll clean it up before I leave. Cestus you said sir?" She tried her best not to show how surprise she was about his sudden appearance. "Yes, you should have gotten a message from him, I suppose you have been busy with... That?" He waved his hand at the water pump. "Oh and loose the sir, no need for such formalities." Cestus, that was it. The man just spared her from an annoying search for that one note. "No can do sir, you're the captain. I just finished some maintenance on the water pump, should not make any trouble for a while." Technically the truth. "Good, nice job. Would be a shame if we all died because of a faulty water pump. Any other problems?" He was joking, but Janet knew the dangers of water in the wiring all too well. "I just checked the systems, everything seems to run smoothly, well at least everything vital is running smoothly, so we won't die today. Unless you get yourself shot sir." Not sure if her little joke worked, Janet started to gather her tools off the floor. "Alright, I'll leave you to it then." the captain said as he left the engine bay.

Once again she nearly made it to the door, after finally gathering all her tools, when she was stopped again. The captain came back, this time in company of the female Android and threw a bunch of wiring and electrical parts onto the ground, declaring they'd die after all. Apparently - Cyl? - had taken the liberty of removing them from the ship, but before Janet could ask any questions, they both left again. Annoyed she picked up the ship components, she would have to tell the android what usually happened to people who messed with her work later. The wires could have been part of nearly anything on the ship, at least she knew they weren't from any primary or vital systems, since those were working fine. It was potentially going to take a while, so she messaged Cestus asking him if he would mind to take over refueling, since she got held up. Janet let out a long sigh, as she started her search for missing wires by starting a diagnostic program on her console.

Two hours later she left the soaring sparrow clean and freshly showered. Someone owed her a drink. She slowly made her way towards the bar they were all supposed to meet up at, since she was in no hurry , she took her time to take it all in. The station was abuzz with people, running around and endlessly talking with each other. Most were human, or at least looked like one, androids were often hard to identify visually, but there were a few aliens too. Two kongi, obviously arguing about whatever one of them was carrying around in a bag, stood nearby. A much bigger Rikari observed them from a nearby bench, he looked hungry. Janet scolded herself, the thought was borderline racist, although she wasn't actually sure what exactly Rikari ate. Deep in her thoughts she got almost run over by Cestus as she turned around the next corner.
Yeah would be nice to have a few more muscles around when picking a fight. ;)
@CondorTheMole Would you like to help him together? I've got a post ready which you could continue with the both of us.
@The Great Nahman Jayden Nice one. Mind if Janet helps Glargh Blargh out a bit? Would fit in nicely with my next IC post.
Great job, @The Scotsman, @datadogie. I see you've both gotten yourself into trouble already. XD
Alright I went ahead and posted a little something in IC. Full disclosure I am not greate with english tenses, so if something in my post gives you eye cancer let me know and I'll promise to find you a nice new pair, fresh from the graveyard.
Janet "Bolt" Lynch

The engine became almost silent when the automated docking system engaged and started to very slowly maneuver the ship into its designated spot. A few last sparks danced onto the floor as Janet finished a weld on the waste management system. It was mostly just a cosmetic problem, but better safe than sorry. Especially if sorry meant for her to crawl through the already tight maintenance duct whilst trying to avoid drowning in urine. Maybe a somewhat silly concern, but she had heard similar stories before, although the sources were more than questionable.

The job had been quiet, almost boring. The soaring sparrow was basically a good ship and besides the usual maintenance there hadn't been any major problems up to this point. Janet wondered, not for the first time, if she had forgotten to check something. The calm humming coming from the back, told her that the main engine was still running, the weight of her tools against her body meant that the artificial gravity was working properly and the fact that she hadn't suffocated was a sure sign life support was indeed online. Still, she was going to check the systems anyway, you never quite knew for sure in space travel - a lesson everyone had to learn sooner or later.

As she crawled back towards the engine room, Janet mentally went down further on her checklist. She would have to coordinate with the loadmaster for refueling later. Damn she should have at least memorized his name, but she hadn't really had a chance to talk with him yet, or any other member of the crew, since she had only joined a few days ago. Luckily she knew that she had made herself a note somewhere. When she first came aboard, the medic had asked her for a few medical details, but she had bailed shortly after, just before he would have been able to ask her for anything else. Janet was not exactly eager to get a physical examination. The only crew member she had regularly stumbled across was the burnt man, who seemed either unable or unwilling to talk, but he hadn't gotten in her way yet, which was at least something.

Janet climbed back into the engine room and went straight to the console she had hooked up to the ships systems. Everything was looking great just as the ship made it to the dock. Looking down at her dirty clothes, she realized that she'd better get changed before getting off board to explore the station and while she was at it, there was a particular note she needed to find.
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