Futuristic Times have changed, but not really [IC][CLOSED]

[Raku]

Gerard was smiling under the mask as Ellena spoke to him about the 'news'. "Don't worry. Once those fuckaround techies get down playing around I can get down to it" he said. With them in mind he brought his hand up to the side of his mask. He had actually installed a comms device onto it that connected to the ships speaker system. "If you guys would like some new shit I suggest you get to the recreation room now. Ghost out" he said, his voice coming through the speakers milliseconds later. He turned back to Ellena. "I'll say, 8 seconds and all of them should be in here" he said before starting a mental countdown from 8. Who didn't like new shit?

 

[Axel The Englishman]

The First Mate had taken note of the words of the Captain. Despite a good ol' pummelling, she still appeared as if she wouldn't try to space him just yet. Good. Somebody needs to write up those pay checks after all.

Kru simply took to wander throughout the hollow halls of the ship. Surely something somewhat interesting may present itself. Or maybe Kru would just end up wasting his time going on pleasant strolls through metal corridors that could do with a bit of lighting.

 

[The Fabulous Emerald]

Meanwhile, in the depths of the ship somewhat near the engines, one of the engineers was tutting to himself as he watches the gauges and other monitoring equipment of the engines. While the engines were good enough, they weren't as efficient as he would've liked them to be. Still, without proper parts and tools there wasn't much he could do about it. That, and the engines would've been out of commission for about a week while he upgraded them - something that he imagines wouldn't be productive to an 'active' lifestyle of pirates.

Instead he returns to his room with his findings, and stores them away in a rusty old filing cabinet. He places his pride and joy - his plasma railgun - onto his workbench and starts tinkering with it. If there was anything he had learnt in his years of engineering school there wasn't such a thing as a perfect piece of equipment - there was always something that could be upgraded. Before he has a chance to properly take the ion-powered weapon apart, however, he hears the familiar static of the comms unit. Apparently, there was new stuff or something that they could get. He liked new stuff, as new stuff meant new things he could keep his hands busy with.

Deciding that he won't be needing his railgun at the minute, he leaves his tools, other than his pocket multi-tool, in his room and locks the door, activating the red light above the door frame. A warning light, in fact, that specified that no-one, under any circumstances, could enter his room. He happily strolls down the corridors with curiosity in his eyes, wondering what things could be p for grabs. Unless there was another mission hidden under the guise of new things, of course. As he enters the room, he sits down and starts fiddling with his multi-tool, flipping it between his fingers. "What's new?" He asks, as he waits for everyone else.

 

[Wandering Grim Hollow]

"If you say so Cappy..." Adrian happily said as she watched the Captain get up and walk away. Adrian simply shrugged and headed into the Medical Bay. A pity that she couldn't get Hippocrates ba- Oh? There it is, sitting next to Pasteur.

"That's odd... I thought.... Eh... I guess alls well that ends well..." Adrian hummed before going back to checking the inventory. She was busy checking the medicine stock, a call came in. Seems like the Chocciemilkman has a case of rad poisoning. Well this should be fun.

"Let's see... Rad poisoning.... Rad poisoning.... Ah... Here we go..." Adrian cooed as she picked out a vial of purplish fluid. She loaded it into an autoinjector and left the medbay with a Geiger counter.

"Heeeere Chocciemaaaaan.... Don't be afraid of a little priiiiick...." Adrian said in a sing song tone while waving the Geiger counter around.

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