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Oh great, he’d found one of the less patient people on the crew. Something as innocent as a medical scanning didn’t come off as something worth getting upset over to him, but it looked like it was enough to set this guy off into firing. He stiffened up when the shot at the speaker rang out, and froze when the gun was lowered to his head. A gun at his bot was fine, it had some decent defense and was repairable, but he was very not so repairable. He frowned, looking at the man aiming the weapon point blank at his head. He was smart enough to wait until the gun was no longer aimed right at his skull before speaking. “Well I mean, it’s my job as a medic. I don’t want to mess up if anyone gets injured, and if I don’t have data on you I could rather easily mess up on saving your life”. His explanation made sense, at least to him. His frown remained, but from behind his glasses his eyes lowered into more of an unamused look.

“If you prefer, I can delete the data I got from your scan and when you get injured I can stare at your dying body and have no idea what to do”. He seemed to have gained his composure a little bit, and was looking at the man who had just threatened him with a gun the moment before. How violent. Maxi didn’t really have any plans to help him out if he did get injured after this whole gun fiasco. If he even made it out alive. Fair's fair, huh? How did a gun wielding warrior shooting him to death count as equal to a harmless scan that could save his life? He’d better get some sort of an apology for that reaction. He noticed more people filtering into the room; someone who had talked with gun man and someone who looked ready to blow up the entire building in particular. Hopefully he didn’t do that; Maxi already had the threat of a gun at his head.

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@PlatinumSkink oh, no no. I just added that in case your character gets injured, so Maxi would be able to know generally what to give them and not to. It wouldn't make sense for him to give things that work on humans to aliens without first scanning to see if the chemicals would work in their bodies. ;w;'''

@Dark Light oh no x.x should I be concerned for Maxi's safety?

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@PlatinumSkink@Dark Light

Maxi sat up from where he was waiting when the announcement of their arrival echoed across the ship. During the travel time, he managed to set his bot up with an array of medical equipment both from his bag and the lab. He had enough to deal with a fair chunk of attacks that weren’t instantly fatal, though he did hope no one got shot, or caught in an explosion, or poisoned, or anything else. More work for him. After that, he’d picked up the weapon on borrow from Grayson and spent the remaining time he had left to explore. He’d done a few loops of the ship, learning the floorplan, before waiting in common area for when the ship would arrive. Luckily, he didn’t have to wait too long.

By the time the announcement was up he was on his feet and heading to the launch ships. It didn’t take him long to get there, since he’d been exploring beforehand, but it looked as if two other people had gotten there before him. Two people that were far taller than him, and kind of intimidating. It looked to him like one of them had no idea how to work the communication device they were given, and the other was providing assistance. How nice to see. He grabbed and put in his own communication device on without any difficulty, and watched and waited for the two struggling to figure the thing out. He’d offer a hand if it was needed, but it didn’t look like it would be.

His robot let out a quiet beep and a whir, scanning and detecting basic biological information on the two people automatically. Partially for selfish reasons of curiosity on its master's behalf, but also for medical reasons. Maxi would need to know what species they were and how they worked if something went wrong and he had to treat them. Something fatal to a human could breathe life back into an alien, after all. Once the scanning was complete, the beeping and whirring stopped, and the cube floated closer to Maxi. With the information gathered, Maxi decided to observe and wait. The one with no technological abilities looked incredibly foreign, and he’d have to do more race related research. The other looked far from the definition of normal male human as well. Very, very interesting.

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That seems good to me! :D

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@Crossfire

Maxi looked rather excited at the news of the lab. Having a full on workspace, even though he would have to share it, was a luxury he didn’t expect. He was almost bouncing on his heels, ready to go check out the lab the second his other gun was given a replacement. He paid a little bit of attention to his analysis of his ballistic, and managed to focus himself again when he was presented with the guns that could act as a replacement. He picked up each of them one at a time, Looking them over and holding them as if he would use them. The alliance gun was by far a definite no; it didn’t feel natural, and it looked far too complex for him to handle. The other two, ones that Grayson said were his own, both seemed easy to hold. He mentally weighed the pros and cons- the semi was a bit weaker but had less of a hassle for reloading, and the revolver could pack a punch but had horrid reloading. Both seemed simple enough for him to learn the specifics of use in the battlefield.

After roughly half a minute of looking between the two guns and trying to figure out which would work best for him, he settled on the semi automatic. He placed the semi on the table and handed the pistol back to Grayson. “I think the semi’ll work better for me. Pretty sure I can use it without an issue”. He preferred not having to sit and reload a gun like a sitting duck, especially since he hadn’t practiced it and he’d be busy helping anyone who got hurt. Though if it didn’t work well for him, there was no shame in coming back and asking for a refit. Better nervous than dead.

He straightened up a little when Grayson gave his warning. “Of course, of course! I’ve no intent to get them damaged. I know how much it sucks to have something in a collection get messed up.” he offered a half smile of reassurance before directing his gaze back to the ballistic he had chosen. “You said you needed to polish that up, right? D’you know when that’ll be done?” he asked, before adding on. “Thanks for lending me these, by the by.”.

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@Crossfire

Jeez, the room looked like a storm had run through it. He did a quick visual sweep of the room; there were a few Alliance grade weapons that looked ridiculously confusing to him, and a storage area of even more weapons that looked like a disorganized mess. He poked his head up and stood on his toes to try and get a look at the contents of Graysons weapons closet, before falling back on his heels when the weapons expert faced him with a new gun. It looked similar to his old one to him, but more intricate and refined.

He looked with a bit of a blank stare as Grayson rambled on about the functions of the gun, from how it was powered to the new ventilation system. A good chunk of the model and power system stuff went over his head, seeing he wasn’t an expert in the field, but he did store the terminology in his head so he could inquire more about it later. Nothing better than learning new stuff, after all. When Grayson finished his lecture on the weapon and handed it to Maxi, he took it rather gingerly, turning it around and around in his hands to inspect it before holding it properly. It felt rather weird due to some differences in structure, but it was a rather good fit. He pressed the ventilation button that was previously mentioned before releasing it and putting it into his holster.

“Yeah, it’ll work, at least I think it will. But that’s what testing stuff on the field is for, amiright?” judging from the analysis of his old weapons, using one he didn’t know perfectly was safer than using the one he knew well but would give in in a pinch. Now equipped with a working weapon, he took his ballistic from it’s holster and put it on the counter . “Here’s the other one. Hopefully you’ve got something to replace it, too” he said, offering a half smile. “And is there a lab or a workshop in here, bychance? I need to stock up on some tools.”

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@Crossfire

He followed Grayson to the war room, careful to make note of how to get back to his room when the meeting was over. They had made it to the meeting as someone finished giving instruction to some sort of a bot. He gave a quick nod of confirmation when he was asked his name, and immediately got a rundown of their current mission tossed to him. He was there for about three minutes at this point and a plan was already presented to him for the raid of a suspected Federation outpost. He was to be on the team going in; hopefully less to shoot people, and more to make sure the people on his team didn’t die. He wouldn’t be much help in the department of landing a good hit.

With his role in the operation in mind and with no pressing questions on his job, he went back to Grayson. “So, you gonna suit me up with some better weapons?” he asked, putting his hand back on the one in his holster. “I’m starting to think I’ll need them for this next mission”. He’d also need to stock some more medical supplies into his bot; he’d have to head down to his room after getting set up to grab some medical equipment in case of an accident during the raid. Said bot had been tailing behind its owner silently, awaiting any input or requests.

The X-Pendibles

That sounds great to me, Pyro! :D

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@Crossfire

His smile shifted into a bit of a frown as he listened to the analysis of his weapon. He wouldn’t deny that it was cheap, for sure; it wasn’t like he could pull easy to use, high quality weapons out of his pocket like a magician. He couldn’t argue him, so he just nodded his head in agreement. “Alright, can do. Thanks. Just warning you though, I’m not gonna be able to work any guns that’re too big or fancy. It’s not like target practice has been my passion in life”. Not like a medical worker would need guns too much in the first place. He didn’t look very happy at the request of turning over his other weapon; if he wasn’t wearing his glasses, Grayson would have been able to catch a hint of a distrusting glare. Him fully disarming himself around people he barely knew didn’t sit too well with him. It was a shifty prospect despite the fact that he wasn’t shown any hostility, so he placed his hand on his holster and refused. “I’d rather hold onto this one for the time being, until we get to your workshop”. He kept his tone level, but it was pretty clear that he didn’t quite trust Grayson yet. Or the rest of the crew, for that matter. He didn't even know them at all, much less enough to lose his minimal self defense around them.

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@Crossfire

A meeting already? He was there for a grand total of roughly twenty or thirty seconds and there was already some sort of mission going on. What great timing. The Alliance couldn’t wait to let him join the crew until after this mission. “Aight, aight. Godspeed, then.” he responded, not letting the grin drop from his face. At least this guy seemed sociable and nice. Perhaps things wouldn’t be so bad after all.

He kept quiet as he allowed himself to be led around the ship, looking around as the two walked and listening to everything his new crewmate was saying. He sure liked to talk. Maxi debated asking if there was a lab of sorts on ship, but looking at the fact that they were supposed to be at a meeting, he decided against. He could find it later on using the maps. The two came to a stop at two rows of doors, and Maxi was told to pick a room. 6, 9, 10, 11, and 12 were open. He thought for a second before mentally shrugging and picking a room at random. 9 would do.

After he made his choice, Maxi opened the door to room 9 and quickly dropped his stuff on the floor. There wasn’t much; some spare clothes and a bunch of basic medical equipment he was allowed to keep. Everything else he was was well gone and out of his reach. Oh well, he could work with what he had. With his bag set down and room claimed as his own, he left the room and returned to Grayson. He was ready to be taken to the meeting to get a summary of what was going on, but instead he was asked a question about his weapon. “This thing? Yeah, I think so. It’s a little old, but it still works”. He took the blaster out of the holster and handed it to Grayson. “What about it?”