Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160327210255/@comment-26104528-20160616175806

Being interupted during his reading was never welcome. Being interupted by gangsters with a battleship?

Rainier went back out to one of the comms consoles armed with an excuse.

"Uhhh...hi. It's not the captain, just a guard." Rainier began with false insecurity. "Had a bit of a firefight; everything's under control, lost the helmsman. We've been flying around trying to get a signal. I'm getting this thing back on track now, sorry 'bout that." Rainier replied, hoping that the damaged comms relay would mask his accent.

Going back to the helm, he puzzled through the nav computer and looked at the various papers to find something that resembled a map.

the other ship mentioned his callsign as gunsmoke, and ours as grease...Looking at the vessel's current position on the navigation screen, then cross referencing it with Gunsmoke's patrol route, the archer reset the autopilot to how it should be.

He then returned to the CIC to keep studying the gun controls. He didn't know how big of a time window he'd have or if he had one to begin with.

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"After what he's done?" Loretta replied, crossing her arms. She wasn't going to budge at all.

"Fat chance. Whose side is the little piece of [fricitive sounds] really on?" The crocodile said the same Sahali words that Rainier used at the start of the mission.

"Loretta, reactor status?" Rainier asked as he picked up yet another operating manual.

"Stable; did you know there was a fire and the extinguishers did NOT come on?" she said as she walked away from the scene to get out of earshot.

"Interesting..." the archer picked up his scroll and had CATSAI return the levels for the vessel's computer systems. This worm must be doing something to consume processing power and perhaps that would be where they'd find it.