
> Desdaemona head's back to her coffin motel, who needs more than 1m x > 1m x 2m when you're only living there? Grabs her few things and > heads to the ship. > Merinn collects her gear from the motel near the starport and boards > the /Akus Moby/. Desi and Merinn meet at the entrance into the ship yards. Each are asked to insert their hand into a security scanner and are cleared through the gate. One of the guards inside hands each of them a small stick on badge to wear and says, "Follow the lights." Sure enough you can see a trio of lights on the deck leading down a corridor. Then with a chuckle and wink the guard adds, "If you leave the path the wrath of god will descend on you...in the form of security robots with no sense of humor." "Have a good night!" he calls after you before sitting down and going back to reading some sort of magazine. The lights lead you down one corridor, then right, and then left down a row of ships resting in individual berths. Near the end the lights lead you to a ship smaller than most you've passed. There are several yard workers outside it finishing up with applying a fresh coat of paint. Up on the nose you see /Akus Moby/...you must have found your home for the next six months or so. The cargo hatch is closed, as is the passenger hatch on the second deck, but there is a gangway down near the front of the ship. Looking up the gangway you see it leads to an airlock hatch on the lower deck. Crew Entrance is printed above the open hatch. OOC: Paris will meet you inside. She might have cabin assignments for you...or not. > She sets her gear down in Engineering pending a cabin assignment, and > begins running diagnostics and checking the ship's logs. > Where she immediately begins running systems diagnostics to see what > works, what doesn't work, what needs to be fixed, what can wait till > tommorow to be fixed and what can be held off on till a week from > next tuesday. Both of you begin work in Engineering... Eris Akus Moby
> > Merinn collects her gear from the motel near the starport and boards > > the /Akus Moby/. > > Desi and Merinn meet at the entrance into the ship yards. Each are asked > to insert their hand into a security scanner and are cleared through > the > gate. One of the guards inside hands each of them a small stick on badge > to wear and says, "Follow the lights." > > Sure enough you can see a trio of lights on the deck leading down a > corridor. > > Then with a chuckle and wink the guard adds, "If you leave the path the > wrath of god will descend on you...in the form of security robots with > no sense of humor." > > "Have a good night!" he calls after you before sitting down and going > back to reading some sort of magazine. > > The lights lead you down one corridor, then right, and then left down > a > row of ships resting in individual berths. Near the end the lights > lead > you to a ship smaller than most you've passed. > > There are several yard workers outside it finishing up with applying > a > fresh coat of paint. Up on the nose you see /Akus Moby/...you must > have > found your home for the next six months or so. > > The cargo hatch is closed, as is the passenger hatch on the second > deck, > but there is a gangway down near the front of the ship. Looking up > the > gangway you see it leads to an airlock hatch on the lower deck. Crew > > Entrance is printed above the open hatch. "Hello!" Paris, the same youngish-appearing woman that had hung at the Captain's side through the meal and neglected to eat hers the first time around, appeared at a trot down the access corridor from the crew lounge. "Sorry about that, missed the buzzer." > > She sets her gear down in Engineering pending a cabin assignment, and > > begins running diagnostics and checking the ship's logs. > > > Where she immediately begins running systems diagnostics to see what > > works, what doesn't work, what needs to be fixed, what can wait till > > tommorow to be fixed and what can be held off on till a week from > > next tuesday. Paris escorts them to the crew lounge-and gestures to the quarters. "Pick a room--last one on board gets to double up--you get first pick."
----- Original Message ----- From:>> Entrance is printed above the open hatch. > > "Hello!" Paris, the same youngish-appearing woman that had hung at > the Captain's side through the meal and neglected to eat hers the first > time around, appeared at a trot down the access corridor from the > crew lounge. "Sorry about that, missed the buzzer." "Is okay," Des says with a grin, she looks at the workers and frowns, "more things to check. Hate fixing other people's work." >> > She sets her gear down in Engineering pending a cabin assignment, and >> > begins running diagnostics and checking the ship's logs. >> >> > Where she immediately begins running systems diagnostics to see what >> > works, what doesn't work, what needs to be fixed, what can wait till >> > tommorow to be fixed and what can be held off on till a week from >> > next tuesday. > > Paris escorts them to the crew lounge-and gestures to the quarters. "Pick > a room--last one on board gets to double up--you get first pick." "I don'ts mind double up," Desdaemona says shuffling her bag around, "I slepts with plenty worse than present company." She grins a little, "But if gots choice, something with porthole so can makes rude gestures at passing starships." Des
> > "Hello!" Paris, the same youngish-appearing woman that had hung at > > the Captain's side through the meal and neglected to eat hers the first > > time around, appeared at a trot down the access corridor from the > > crew lounge. "Sorry about that, missed the buzzer." > > "Is okay," Des says with a grin, she looks at the workers and frowns, > "more things to check. Hate fixing other people's work." > > >> > She sets her gear down in Engineering pending a cabin > assignment, and > >> > begins running diagnostics and checking the ship's logs. > >> > >> > Where she immediately begins running systems diagnostics to see > what > >> > works, what doesn't work, what needs to be fixed, what can wait > till > >> > tommorow to be fixed and what can be held off on till a week from > >> > next tuesday. > > > > Paris escorts them to the crew lounge-and gestures to the quarters. > > "Pick a room--last one on board gets to double up--you get first pick." > > "I don'ts mind double up," Desdaemona says shuffling her bag around, > "I slepts with plenty worse than present company." She grins a little, > "But > if gots choice, something with porthole so can makes rude gestures at > passing starships." "Starboard," Paris says immediately and with a small smile, "Best bet." She gestures at two cabins. "Either of those two."
----- Original Message ----- From: "Eris Reddoch"> Desi and Merinn meet at the entrance into the ship yards. Each are asked > to insert their hand into a security scanner and are cleared through the > gate. One of the guards inside hands each of them a small stick on badge > to wear and says, "Follow the lights." > > Sure enough you can see a trio of lights on the deck leading down a > corridor. "Feh," Desdaemona grumbles, "hates these automated starports, so ... impersonal." > Then with a chuckle and wink the guard adds, "If you leave the path the > wrath of god will descend on you...in the form of security robots with > no sense of humor." > > "Have a good night!" he calls after you before sitting down and going > back to reading some sort of magazine. > > The lights lead you down one corridor, then right, and then left down a > row of ships resting in individual berths. Near the end the lights lead > you to a ship smaller than most you've passed. Desdaemona makes a mental note of each ship in the hanger, it's size, name and classification. > There are several yard workers outside it finishing up with applying a > fresh coat of paint. Up on the nose you see /Akus Moby/...you must have > found your home for the next six months or so. > > The cargo hatch is closed, as is the passenger hatch on the second deck, > but there is a gangway down near the front of the ship. Looking up the > gangway you see it leads to an airlock hatch on the lower deck. Crew > Entrance is printed above the open hatch. Desdaemona elbows Merrin, "Fresh paint to hide the flaws, why they always do that?" >> She sets her gear down in Engineering pending a cabin assignment, and >> begins running diagnostics and checking the ship's logs. > >> Where she immediately begins running systems diagnostics to see what >> works, what doesn't work, what needs to be fixed, what can wait till >> tommorow to be fixed and what can be held off on till a week from >> next tuesday. > > Both of you begin work in Engineering... Desdaemona throws her gear in a corner of engineering and fires up every self diagnostic system she can access from here and waits for the data to begin pouring back over the screens. PTGM - Is it day cycle or night cycle? Des
adunaphell@shaw.ca wrote: > ----- Original Message ----- > From: "Eris Reddoch"> >> Desi and Merinn meet at the entrance into the ship yards. Each are asked >> to insert their hand into a security scanner and are cleared through the >> gate. One of the guards inside hands each of them a small stick on badge >> to wear and says, "Follow the lights." >> >> Sure enough you can see a trio of lights on the deck leading down a >> corridor. > > "Feh," Desdaemona grumbles, "hates these automated starports, so ... > impersonal." > >> Then with a chuckle and wink the guard adds, "If you leave the path the >> wrath of god will descend on you...in the form of security robots with >> no sense of humor." >> >> "Have a good night!" he calls after you before sitting down and going >> back to reading some sort of magazine. >> >> The lights lead you down one corridor, then right, and then left down a >> row of ships resting in individual berths. Near the end the lights lead >> you to a ship smaller than most you've passed. > > Desdaemona makes a mental note of each ship in the hanger, it's size, > name and classification. > >> There are several yard workers outside it finishing up with applying a >> fresh coat of paint. Up on the nose you see /Akus Moby/...you must have >> found your home for the next six months or so. >> >> The cargo hatch is closed, as is the passenger hatch on the second deck, >> but there is a gangway down near the front of the ship. Looking up the >> gangway you see it leads to an airlock hatch on the lower deck. Crew >> Entrance is printed above the open hatch. > > Desdaemona elbows Merrin, "Fresh paint to hide the flaws, why they > always do that?" > >>> She sets her gear down in Engineering pending a cabin assignment, and >>> begins running diagnostics and checking the ship's logs. >>> Where she immediately begins running systems diagnostics to see what >>> works, what doesn't work, what needs to be fixed, what can wait till >>> tommorow to be fixed and what can be held off on till a week from >>> next tuesday. >> Both of you begin work in Engineering... > > Desdaemona throws her gear in a corner of engineering and fires up > every self diagnostic system she can access from here and waits for > the data to begin pouring back over the screens. > > PTGM - Is it day cycle or night cycle? Night cycle. Eris Akus Moby
> Desdaemona elbows Merrin, "Fresh paint to hide the flaws, why they > always do that?" "Dunno," Merinn shrugs. JR
>> Both of you begin work in Engineering... > > Desdaemona throws her gear in a corner of engineering... OOC: Desi drops her gear in engineering or one of the cabins? > ...and fires up every self diagnostic system she can access from here > and waits for the data to begin pouring back over the screens. > "Sounds good." Merinn drops her gear and goes to inspect her new > domain. OOC: Merinn drops her gear in Cabin 6? Desi starts running the diagnostics running, then takes a quick look around the Engineering spaces. Merinn comes in and starts looking around. Desi is peering down at the jump drive between the two big maneuver drives. She can't help but let out a disgusted snort seeing that the jump drive is the original model...Mark I they call it. It works just fine, but someone is going to have to crawl under it to do maintenance on the plasma injection nozzles. Tight, hot, and dangerous under there, but something you have to do once a month or run an increased risk of misjumps...or worse, a plasma vent into Engineering. Merinn is looking at the power plant. It's a standard Ling model, looks new, still has *white* plastic covers on the fasteners. They get dirty and even when you keep them clean they turn gray, so the plant might be as new as it looks. The maneuver drives are clean enough to be new, but there are signs that they aren't...refurbished perhaps, but not new. The diagnostic programs have a quick mode that will return information in a few minutes, but the full mode will run for a few hours before ending with complete information on the ship systems. Eris Akus Moby
> >> Both of you begin work in Engineering... > > > > Desdaemona throws her gear in a corner of engineering... > > OOC: Desi drops her gear in engineering or one of the cabins? > > > ...and fires up every self diagnostic system she can access from here > > and waits for the data to begin pouring back over the screens. > > > "Sounds good." Merinn drops her gear and goes to inspect her new > > domain. > > OOC: Merinn drops her gear in Cabin 6? Assignments, Desi is Cabin 5, Merinn, Cabin 6.
>Check to see if the power plant is up and running or if we're running off >of local power. Then check the jump drive and see if it's up and running >or if it's powered down. If it's powered up Des checks the number of >run hours before powering it down, puts on the safeties, pulls off her >jacket and starts to shimmie under the jump drive to take a look at the >injector nozzels. Merinn accesses the engineering logs and begins the process of making the ship hers - she enters her personal information, licensing data and signs on as chief engineer. She then begins reading the ship's logs from the beginning, focusing on major repairs and refits. JR
JR wrote: >> Check to see if the power plant is up and running or if we're >> running off of local power. Then check the jump drive and see if >> it's up and running or if it's powered down. If it's powered up >> Des checks the number of run hours before powering it down, puts on >> the safeties, pulls off her jacket and starts to shimmie under the >> jump drive to take a look at the injector nozzels. While Desi is under the jump drive, with only her legs sticking out, Merinn goes to the computer terminal. > Merinn accesses the engineering logs and begins the process of making > the ship hers - she enters her personal information, licensing data > and signs on as chief engineer. She then begins reading the ship's > logs from the beginning, focusing on major repairs and refits. The ship's systems have just had a major overhaul. All systems were checked, maintenance done on old equipment or replaced, in the last month. There are logs going back 36 years, but the ship's records indicate it is 44 years old. The first 8 years of logs for the ship's service are missing...that isn't really unusual, though. The maneuver drives are old, Merinn can trace them back 18 years in the logs to when they were installed replacing what were probably the original drives. They have been well-maintained...as far as the she can see from the logs. The jump drive is older, even, than that with log records going back 36 years with a notation that annual maintenance was completed and accepted by the, then, chief engineer...Howie Ransom. Seeing as this is the old style Model one jump drive it might go back as far as the ship has been in service...or even further. The power plant, otoh, is new to the ship. It was installed 10 days ago, replacing an older model that had been giving the former owners of the ship some problems. By the time you have this information, Desi will be finished with her inspection of the jump drive's plasma injection nozzles and shimmying back out. Eris Akus Moby
----- Original Message ----- From: Eris Reddoch> By the time you have this information, Desi will > be finished with her inspection of the jump drive's > plasma injection nozzles and shimmying back out. "Is older than god," the redhead says wiping the sweat off her brow, "but someones loved it." Desdaemona looks quickly at the early diagnostics just to make sure everything seems to be going smoothly. Then she takes a peak at the environmental systems to see if that's fired up or if it's also off line. If that's off she fires that up and starts to run diagnostics on that. ds
As the ladies work aft, Paris stands once again, stretches-her vertebrae pops a few times as she twists left and right, she was never meant to be seated, hunched over for this long a period of time-and departs the Akus, headed for the nearest cantina. > > By the time you have this information, Desi will > > be finished with her inspection of the jump drive's > > plasma injection nozzles and shimmying back out. > > "Is older than god," the redhead says wiping the > sweat off her brow, "but someones loved it." > > Desdaemona looks quickly at the early diagnostics > just to make sure everything seems to be going > smoothly. Then she takes a peak at the environmental > systems to see if that's fired up or if it's also > off line. > > If that's off she fires that up and starts to run > diagnostics on that. Paris appears in the entrance to these ladie's realm, she has, in hand, a rather large paper bag and a carton with three tall lid-covered styrofoam cups. "Take a break!" she called, "I brought tea, sandwiches and rolls!" She moves over to an available workspace and opens the sack, pulling out some wrapped sandwiches and some sweet rolls--then went to Merinn and Desi both, handing each a styrofoam cup filled with a strong and hot black tea, sweetened almost to tooth-aching sweetness, but hot and good. "How goes it?" Paris questioned, sitting down in one of the secondary monitoring seats and taking a luxurious sip of her own tea.
----- Original Message ----- From: john.sanchez@us.army.mil > > If that's off she fires that up and starts to run > > diagnostics on that. > > Paris appears in the entrance to these ladie's realm, > she has, in hand, a rather large paper bag and a > carton with three tall lid-covered styrofoam cups. > "Take a break!" she called, "I brought tea, sandwiches > and rolls!" Desdaemona smiles as she wraps a rag around her knuckles, "I likes a good roll." > She moves over to an available workspace and opens the > sack, pulling out some wrapped sandwiches and some > sweet rolls--then went to Merinn and Desi both, handing > each a styrofoam cup filled with a strong and hot black > tea, sweetened almost to tooth-aching sweetness, but > hot and good. Des takes a sip and her eye's open up as the sweetness hits her taste buds, "Sugar feind, no wonders you gots so much energy." > "How goes it?" Paris questioned, sitting down in one of > the secondary monitoring seats and taking a luxurious > sip of her own tea. "Is good," the angular redhead says taking a seat at one of the primary terminals, "Jump is practically fossilized but is good shape, fusion is brand new, safety tags still on access covers. Running primaries now, we sees in morning what good what bad." "Someones pampered her though, she in good shape so far." Des... OMG... I want... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QamZGR13g0M
> > > If that's off she fires that up and starts to run > > > diagnostics on that. > > > > Paris appears in the entrance to these ladie's realm, > > she has, in hand, a rather large paper bag and a > > carton with three tall lid-covered styrofoam cups. > > "Take a break!" she called, "I brought tea, sandwiches > > and rolls!" > > Desdaemona smiles as she wraps a rag around her knuckles, > "I likes a good roll." Paris didn't even acknowledge the double-entendre inherent in the statement. > > She moves over to an available workspace and opens the > > sack, pulling out some wrapped sandwiches and some > > sweet rolls--then went to Merinn and Desi both, handing > > each a styrofoam cup filled with a strong and hot black > > tea, sweetened almost to tooth-aching sweetness, but > > hot and good. > > Des takes a sip and her eye's open up as the sweetness > hits her taste buds, "Sugar feind, no wonders you gots > so much energy." The brown-haired steward gave her an infectious grin. > > "How goes it?" Paris questioned, sitting down in one of > > the secondary monitoring seats and taking a luxurious > > sip of her own tea. > > "Is good," the angular redhead says taking a seat at > one of the primary terminals, "Jump is practically > fossilized but is good shape, fusion is brand new, > safety tags still on access covers. Running primaries > now, we sees in morning what good what bad." > > "Someones pampered her though, she in good shape so > far." Paris took mental notes for later report and comparison-not that she thought that there might be something wrong, but she knew that someone had to keep track of all this-Sasha was a great guy and excellent motivator, but he wasn't big on details. She pulled out the PDA and tippity-tapped it to life and brought up a second document. "What have you noted you need back here so far?" > Des... > > OMG... I want... > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QamZGR13g0M NIIiiiiccccceeee!!!!!!!!!!
----- Original Message ----- From: john.sanchez@us.army.mil > > Des takes a sip and her eye's open up as the sweetness > > hits her taste buds, "Sugar feind, no wonders you gots > > so much energy." > > The brown-haired steward gave her an infectious grin. > > > > "How goes it?" Paris questioned, sitting down in one of > > > the secondary monitoring seats and taking a luxurious > > > sip of her own tea. > > > > "Is good," the angular redhead says taking a seat at > > one of the primary terminals, "Jump is practically > > fossilized but is good shape, fusion is brand new, > > safety tags still on access covers. Running primaries > > now, we sees in morning what good what bad." > > > > "Someones pampered her though, she in good shape so > > far." > > Paris took mental notes for later report and comparison > -not that she thought that there might be something > wrong, but she knew that someone had to keep track of > all this-Sasha was a great guy and excellent motivator, > but he wasn't big on details. She pulled out the PDA > and tippity-tapped it to life and brought up a second > document. "What have you noted you need back here so > far?" "So far I finds nothing I needs, stereo and work cloths be nice but I can works without." Des taps the screen and watches the prelims on both the power plant and environmental closely, not that she's expecting anything hideous to go wrong but best be safe. "Oh," she says waving her hand about, "We gots first aid kit?" Des > > OMG... I want... > > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QamZGR13g0M > > NIIiiiiccccceeee!!!!!!!!!! I like the bit, "At this speed we've got 15 minutes left on the tires, but that's okay because we run out of fuel in 13."
> > > "Is good," the angular redhead says taking a seat at > > > one of the primary terminals, "Jump is practically > > > fossilized but is good shape, fusion is brand new, > > > safety tags still on access covers. Running primaries > > > now, we sees in morning what good what bad." > > > > > > "Someones pampered her though, she in good shape so > > > far." > > > > Paris took mental notes for later report and comparison > > -not that she thought that there might be something > > wrong, but she knew that someone had to keep track of > > all this-Sasha was a great guy and excellent motivator, > > but he wasn't big on details. She pulled out the PDA > > and tippity-tapped it to life and brought up a second > > document. "What have you noted you need back here so > > far?" > > "So far I finds nothing I needs, stereo and work cloths > be nice but I can works without." > > Des taps the screen and watches the prelims on both the > power plant and environmental closely, not that she's > expecting anything hideous to go wrong but best be safe. > > "Oh," she says waving her hand about, "We gots first > aid kit?" Paris looked at the woman's hand from her seat. "Crap. Just a minute--there's one mounted forward in the crew lounge." She disappeared forward, then returned aft with the kit. "Here we go--unwrap...what did you do to yourself--and that reminds me," she said, addressing both women as she cleaned the wound, "Do you need additional clothing, safety-sort, for back here? Jumpsuits, anything like that?"
> > > "Is good," the angular redhead says taking a seat at > > > one of the primary terminals, "Jump is practically > > > fossilized but is good shape, fusion is brand new, > > > safety tags still on access covers. Running primaries > > > now, we sees in morning what good what bad." > > > > > > "Someones pampered her though, she in good shape so > > > far." > > > > Paris took mental notes for later report and comparison > > -not that she thought that there might be something > > wrong, but she knew that someone had to keep track of > > all this-Sasha was a great guy and excellent motivator, > > but he wasn't big on details. She pulled out the PDA > > and tippity-tapped it to life and brought up a second > > document. "What have you noted you need back here so > > far?" "As Des says, we're in good shape." Merinn takes another bite. "Thanks for the food." JR
> > > > "Is good," the angular redhead says taking a seat at > > > > one of the primary terminals, "Jump is practically > > > > fossilized but is good shape, fusion is brand new, > > > > safety tags still on access covers. Running primaries > > > > now, we sees in morning what good what bad." > > > > > > > > "Someones pampered her though, she in good shape so > > > > far." > > > > > > Paris took mental notes for later report and comparison > > > -not that she thought that there might be something > > > wrong, but she knew that someone had to keep track of > > > all this-Sasha was a great guy and excellent motivator, > > > but he wasn't big on details. She pulled out the PDA > > > and tippity-tapped it to life and brought up a second > > > document. "What have you noted you need back here so > > > far?" > > "As Des says, we're in good shape." Merinn takes another bite. > "Thanks for the food." Paris gave Merinn a grin. "That's good to hear, and you're very welcome-food is what I do, and I do like watching people eat well."
>Paris gave Merinn a grin. "That's good to hear, and you're very welcome-food is what I do, and I do like watching people eat well." "You will like watching me, then." Merinn grinned and began eating. "Ohhh, this is good!" JR
> >Paris gave Merinn a grin. "That's good to hear, and you're very > welcome-food is what I do, and I do like watching people eat well." > > "You will like watching me, then." Merinn grinned and began eating. > "Ohhh, this is good!" Paris laughed, a sound that gave thought to bells chiming gaily, and raised her hot tea as a toast. "To success, for all of us, regardless of what the Imperium might think."
> Paris laughed, a sound that gave thought to bells chiming gaily, and > raised her hot tea as a toast. "To success, for all of us, regardless of > what the Imperium might think." Merinn lifted her glass of soft drink. "Hear, hear." JR
----- Original Message ----- From: JR> > Paris laughed, a sound that gave thought to bells > > chiming gaily, and raised her hot tea as a toast. > > "To success, for all of us, regardless of what the > > Imperium might think." > > Merinn lifted her glass of soft drink. "Hear, hear." Desdaemona grins, and says something in Vilani that roughly translates to, "Don't let the bastards grind you down." Des
> > > Paris laughed, a sound that gave thought to bells > > > chiming gaily, and raised her hot tea as a toast. > > > "To success, for all of us, regardless of what the > > > Imperium might think." > > > > Merinn lifted her glass of soft drink. "Hear, hear." > > Desdaemona grins, and says something in Vilani that > roughly translates to, "Don't let the bastards grind > you down." The Steward snaps her fingers as if in memory returning and says, "Before I forget--I'd recommend you two stay away from our passenger--he's...something of a drunkard and a womanizer--bad enough that I have to deal with him, I'd rather you not be subjected to his...unwanted advances." She smiled sourly. "According to the local tabloids, we have us a winner for a passenger--but he's paying the bills."
> The Steward snaps her fingers as if in memory returning and says, "Before > I forget--I'd recommend you two stay away from our passenger-- > he's...something of a drunkard and a womanizer--bad enough that I have to > deal with him, I'd rather you not be subjected to his...unwanted > advances." She smiled sourly. "According to the local tabloids, we have us > a winner for a passenger--but he's paying the bills." Merinn wrinkled her nose in disgust. "We should lock him in the cargo hold - or better - lowberth him for the trip." JR
----- Original Message ----- From: "JR">> The Steward snaps her fingers as if in memory returning and says, "Before >> I forget--I'd recommend you two stay away from our passenger-- >> he's...something of a drunkard and a womanizer--bad enough that I have to >> deal with him, I'd rather you not be subjected to his...unwanted >> advances." She smiled sourly. "According to the local tabloids, we have >> us >> a winner for a passenger--but he's paying the bills." > > Merinn wrinkled her nose in disgust. "We should lock him in the cargo > hold - > or better - lowberth him for the trip." "Sound like last Captain," Desdaemona says wryly. "Is nothing cold showers and 2am fire drills every day no cure." Des
> >> The Steward snaps her fingers as if in memory returning and says, > "Before > >> I forget--I'd recommend you two stay away from our passenger-- > >> he's...something of a drunkard and a womanizer--bad enough that I > have to > >> deal with him, I'd rather you not be subjected to his...unwanted > >> advances." She smiled sourly. "According to the local tabloids, we > have > >> us > >> a winner for a passenger--but he's paying the bills." > > > > Merinn wrinkled her nose in disgust. "We should lock him in the > cargo hold - or better - lowberth him for the trip." > > "Sound like last Captain," Desdaemona says wryly. "Is nothing cold showers > and 2am fire drills every day no cure." Paris nodded. "I'll talk to Sasha if this guy gets out of control-my ass already hurts just thinking about it, but I'll give him the benefit of the doubt-I trust those tabloids as much as I trust any ten members of the Moot."
> Paris nodded. "I'll talk to Sasha if this guy gets out of control-my ass > already hurts just thinking about it, but I'll give him the benefit of the > doubt-I trust those tabloids as much as I trust any ten members of the > Moot." Merinn laughs. "Oh, such insults and we don't even know the man." JR
"So," Desdaemona says making idle converstation with Merrin as she looks at the sea of of environmental data spilling across her workstation, "whats you did before this job?" "I bets Merchant Marine, don'ts got swagger them Navy types have, and definitely not Marine." "Yous know engines," the redhead says with a grin tapping her sternum, "but is come from here, not here." She adds tapping her temple. Des
>By the time you have this information, Desi will be finished with her >inspection of the jump drive's plasma injection nozzles and shimmying >back out. "Looks like we're in good shape here, at least according to the logs. The drives' maintenance is current, and the power plant is brand new." JR
----- Original Message ----- From: JR> > By the time you have this information, Desi will > > be finished with her inspection of the jump drive's > > plasma injection nozzles and shimmying back out. > > "Looks like we're in good shape here, at least > according to the logs. The drives' maintenance > is current, and the power plant is brand new." Des nods and points a thumb at the jump drive, "That thing older than god but is in good shape." She looks at the the blood coming out of her knuckles. "Baptism by fire, you gots maybe electrical shock or paper cut looking at logs so we can call even?" Des
> She looks at the the blood coming out of her > knuckles. "Baptism by fire, you gots maybe > electrical shock or paper cut looking at logs > so we can call even?" Merinn smiles. "Afraid not." JR
----- Original Message ----- From: "JR">> She looks at the the blood coming out of her >> knuckles. "Baptism by fire, you gots maybe >> electrical shock or paper cut looking at logs >> so we can call even?" > > Merinn smiles. "Afraid not." "Is okay," Desdaemona says with a frown, "Karma just evening things out little at a time." Des
> "Is okay," Desdaemona says with a frown, "Karma > just evening things out little at a time." Merinn chuckles and her eyes brighten a little. "You're right that someone took care of this ship. It's nice to be aboard a clean ship again." JR
john.sanchez@us.army.mil wrote: >>>> Both of you begin work in Engineering... >> > >> > Desdaemona throws her gear in a corner of engineering... >> >> OOC: Desi drops her gear in engineering or one of the cabins? >> >> > ...and fires up every self diagnostic system she can access from here >> > and waits for the data to begin pouring back over the screens. >> >> > "Sounds good." Merinn drops her gear and goes to inspect her new >> > domain. >> >> OOC: Merinn drops her gear in Cabin 6? > > Assignments, Desi is Cabin 5, Merinn, Cabin 6. Thank you! I'll make a note of that on the webpage as soon as I can. Eris Akus Moby
----- Original Message ----- From: "Eris Reddoch">>> Both of you begin work in Engineering... >> >> Desdaemona throws her gear in a corner of engineering... > > OOC: Desi drops her gear in engineering or one of the cabins? Cabin. Things got updated past that point. >> ...and fires up every self diagnostic system she can access from here >> and waits for the data to begin pouring back over the screens. > >> "Sounds good." Merinn drops her gear and goes to inspect her new >> domain. > > Desi starts running the diagnostics running, then takes a quick look > around the Engineering spaces. Merinn comes in and starts looking around. > > Desi is peering down at the jump drive between the two big maneuver > drives. She can't help but let out a disgusted snort seeing that the > jump drive is the original model...Mark I they call it. It works just > fine, but someone is going to have to crawl under it to do maintenance > on the plasma injection nozzles. Tight, hot, and dangerous under there, > but something you have to do once a month or run an increased risk of > misjumps...or worse, a plasma vent into Engineering. Des curses in Vilani before strapping on her kit belt. > Merinn is looking at the power plant. It's a standard Ling model, looks > new, still has *white* plastic covers on the fasteners. They get dirty > and even when you keep them clean they turn gray, so the plant might be > as new as it looks. > > The maneuver drives are clean enough to be new, but there are signs that > they aren't...refurbished perhaps, but not new. > > The diagnostic programs have a quick mode that will return information > in a few minutes, but the full mode will run for a few hours before > ending with complete information on the ship systems. Run the full modes on everything, we've got all night. Check to see if the power plant is up and running or if we're running off of local power. Then check the jump drive and see if it's up and running or if it's powered down. If it's powered up Des checks the number of run hours before powering it down, puts on the safeties, pulls off her jacket and starts to shimmie under the jump drive to take a look at the injector nozzels. Des
adunaphell@shaw.ca wrote: > ----- Original Message ----- From: "Eris Reddoch" >> > >>>> Both of you begin work in Engineering... >>> Desdaemona throws her gear in a corner of engineering... >> OOC: Desi drops her gear in engineering or one of the cabins? > > Cabin. Things got updated past that point. > >>> ...and fires up every self diagnostic system she can access from >>> here and waits for the data to begin pouring back over the >>> screens. "Sounds good." Merinn drops her gear and goes to inspect >>> her new domain. >> Desi starts running the diagnostics running, then takes a quick >> look around the Engineering spaces. Merinn comes in and starts >> looking around. >> >> Desi is peering down at the jump drive between the two big maneuver >> drives. She can't help but let out a disgusted snort seeing that >> the jump drive is the original model...Mark I they call it. It >> works just fine, but someone is going to have to crawl under it to >> do maintenance on the plasma injection nozzles. Tight, hot, and >> dangerous under there, but something you have to do once a month or >> run an increased risk of misjumps...or worse, a plasma vent into >> Engineering. > > Des curses in Vilani before strapping on her kit belt. > >> Merinn is looking at the power plant. It's a standard Ling model, >> looks new, still has *white* plastic covers on the fasteners. They >> get dirty and even when you keep them clean they turn gray, so the >> plant might be as new as it looks. >> >> The maneuver drives are clean enough to be new, but there are signs >> that they aren't...refurbished perhaps, but not new. >> >> The diagnostic programs have a quick mode that will return >> information in a few minutes, but the full mode will run for a few >> hours before ending with complete information on the ship systems. > > Run the full modes on everything, we've got all night. > > Check to see if the power plant is up and running or if we're running > off of local power. Then check the jump drive and see if it's up > and running or if it's powered down. The plant is cold and you are running off local power. > If it's powered up Des checks the number of run hours before powering > it down, puts on the safeties... That won't be required, right now, but Desi and Merinn will want to get the Power Plant into operation and start checking it out once you have the preliminary diagnostics checked out and are satisfied that it is safe to start up. > ...pulls off her jacket and starts to > shimmie under the jump drive to take a look at the injector nozzels. The space under the jump drive is just as tight and hot as you remember, and you bark your knuckle on an uncovered bolt as you move your pin light around looking at the nozzles. The nozzles, however, look clean and in order. The floats in the tell tales are centered and true. It looks like someone who knew what they were doing made adjustments recently. If the prelim diagnostics from the computer come back clean you'll be satisfied that the plasma injectors are in good shape. Eris Akus Moby
----- Original Message ----- From: Eris Reddoch> > Check to see if the power plant is up and running or > > if we're running off of local power. Then check the > > jump drive and see if it's up and running or if it's > > powered down. > > The plant is cold and you are running off local power. Desdaemona injects a small amount of fuel, a few litres of liquid hydrogen, into the Fusion plant so the diagnostics have something to play with as they run tests on the matrix in the compression hub. This will allow the plant to run it's basic self diagnostic and then head to the secondary step of testing the fusion chamber and the magnetic compression system. > > If it's powered up Des checks the number of run hours > > before powering it down, puts on the safeties... > > That won't be required, right now, but Desi and Merinn > will want to get the Power Plant into operation and > start checking it out once you have the preliminary > diagnostics checked out and are satisfied that it is > safe to start up. Already started doing that. > > ...pulls off her jacket and starts to shimmie under > > the jump drive to take a look at the injector nozzels. > > The space under the jump drive is just as tight and > hot as you remember, and you bark your knuckle on an > uncovered bolt as you move your pin light around looking > at the nozzles. "Already," Desdaemona says from under the jump drive "I am liking the last engineer but hating this drive. Would likes to gets hands on idiot who designed this system." > The nozzles, however, look clean and in order. The > floats in the tell tales are centered and true. > It looks like someone who knew what they were doing > made adjustments recently. If the prelim diagnostics > from the computer come back clean you'll be satisfied > that the plasma injectors are in good shape. "Someone loved this thing." Des