The stories we make
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janestarzSometimes, larp just translates itself into your head....
Captain Eccleston paced the bridge. For once, the pilot in front of him wasn't very comfortable in his chair. Reno had his hands clasped between his knees, and was facing a deck plate between Eccleston and the pilot's seat. It was swivelled so far sideways that if Reno's boots hadn't been firmly planted on the deck, it would turn back to its original position facing the instruments instantly.
"Would you mind explaing what you were trying to do drilling holes in my boat?" Eccleston finally spat.
"It seemed like a good idea at the time." Reno said, rubbing a hand over the stubble on his head.
Rock Molina interfered. His business-like demeanor was always as logical as a sharp razor and pretty much as subtle. "Would you care to explain what the reason of your...improvement was?"
Reno straightened up. "Well, last night Jane Maria and I were playing cards and smoking a cigar or two, and we got to talking of how nice it would be to have a real bathroom with running water and fancy tiles and incense, just like the fine ladies in Shinon do. So we played cards, and beats me if I knew how she did it, but I lost a bet and there I was, all ready and fine plumber-like, ready to do some home improvements on your sanitary equipment."
Eccleston smacked the console, which beeped in protest. "There's a reason it's a vacuum toilet, Reno! It's supposed to work when we lose the artificial gravity. You don't fuck around with vacuum when we're out in space!"
"In my defense, Jane wanted to use P for plenty, but I figured using C4 to clear some tiles was a good way to lose your head when you've broken amto and you're out in the Black."
Captain Eccleston paced the bridge. For once, the pilot in front of him wasn't very comfortable in his chair. Reno had his hands clasped between his knees, and was facing a deck plate between Eccleston and the pilot's seat. It was swivelled so far sideways that if Reno's boots hadn't been firmly planted on the deck, it would turn back to its original position facing the instruments instantly.
"Would you mind explaing what you were trying to do drilling holes in my boat?" Eccleston finally spat.
"It seemed like a good idea at the time." Reno said, rubbing a hand over the stubble on his head.
Rock Molina interfered. His business-like demeanor was always as logical as a sharp razor and pretty much as subtle. "Would you care to explain what the reason of your...improvement was?"
Reno straightened up. "Well, last night Jane Maria and I were playing cards and smoking a cigar or two, and we got to talking of how nice it would be to have a real bathroom with running water and fancy tiles and incense, just like the fine ladies in Shinon do. So we played cards, and beats me if I knew how she did it, but I lost a bet and there I was, all ready and fine plumber-like, ready to do some home improvements on your sanitary equipment."
Eccleston smacked the console, which beeped in protest. "There's a reason it's a vacuum toilet, Reno! It's supposed to work when we lose the artificial gravity. You don't fuck around with vacuum when we're out in space!"
"In my defense, Jane wanted to use P for plenty, but I figured using C4 to clear some tiles was a good way to lose your head when you've broken amto and you're out in the Black."
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Date: 2014-01-13 10:20 am (UTC)