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 Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 7:34 pm
It was hot in the lab. Ungodly hot, really. One of the massive machines in the corner -- Laurence had no idea what it was, it had some fancy Latin-derived name with more than five syllables which sounded just like every other Latin-derived name with more than five syllables -- occasionally huffed forth another burst of steam and a faint chemical smell, only adding to the problem.
He wasn't qualified to diagnose the problem, but Laurence suspected it wasn't supposed to be doing that.
Amelia -- Captain Footliver, he corrected himself, if anything her casual speaking style only encouraged him to be more formal to compensate... She had asked him to stay by the machine for a few minutes while she dealt with some other problem. Laurence, of course, had his own problems to attend to. But there had been no one else in the immediate vicinity, and she'd assured him that she'd send someone else soon to help out. All he needed to do was keep an eye on the moving colored bars on the monitor next to the machine, and make sure they all stayed green. If any of them turned red, that was a Problem, and he should deal with it immediately. There had been a complicated series of instructions and several buttons indicated to him. As a last resort, Laurence figured, he could always just turn the thing off and leave the room.
The humidity in the room was making his hair stick to the back of his neck in a most uncomfortable way, and secure that he was alone for the moment, Laurence removed the jacket that carried his rank badge. It wasn't as if anyone was going to forget he was captain just because it wasn't immediately visible.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 1:44 am
Busy, busy, busy! That's all that Oliver ever seemed to be these days! "Oliver do this. Oliver fix that," he muttered as he trotted down the corridor, propelled forward by the ever so slight tilt of the ship from being parked so sloppily. Well, at least that was what Oliver thought, but no one else had agreed with him that the ship felt angled. They all assured him that it was fine.
"Have you people even taken a level to a supposedly flat surface!" he muttered on, waving his cheese sammich in the air to punctuate the statement to himself. Not even really looking where he was going, the young scientist turned into the lab he'd been assigned to and pulled to a very sudden halt. "Oh, bloody Vishnu!" he exclaimed. "What is that abhorrent smell?"
Having a sensitive nose wasn't always an asset. He put his sleeve over his nose and pointed to the man in the room, not immediately recognizing the captain. "You! What did you do to this place? Nevermind. Keep on with monitoring that." He strode over to the equipment and pulled his sonic screwdriver out of his breast pocket, running it over the machines with a vibrating buzzing sound, its blue light flickering. He muttered to himself as he pressed buttons and was generally a freaky science geek.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 7:37 pm
Laurence looked up when he was addressed -- he was about to point out that the smell wasn't all that bad, really, certainly not as bad as it could have been. But then the young -- well, Laurence assumed he was a mechanic of some description -- pointed right at Laurence and accused him of doing something to it!
Laurence drew himself up to his full height. "I haven't done anything except keep an eye on the screen," he said rather sharply. Still, flagrant insubordination was... pretty par for the course, to be honest, and his annoyance faded rapidly to be replaced by curiosity. Sidling over one step at a time, he rather cautiously approached where Oliver was working, and peered over the younger man's shoulder. He didn't recognize the curious tool the man was using -- it certainly didn't look like any of his co-captain's prodigious arsenal, and Laurence thought he'd seen everything known to humankind used on the broken navigation computer. Curious. "Do you think you can fix it?"
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