Lost in Spaaace! (RP Thread)

[Nouw]

"Cheers Dr. I'm glad it wasn't too serious and no my leg is quite content," Ace said, gently raising his leg to prove this. After accepting the pills, Ace somehow eased even deeper into his chair. He accepted the pills with a nod and thanks and placed them in his clarinet case. It was full as ever but as long as it could hold together Ace didn't care. Eavesdropping onto the groups conversation, Ace tried to recall their names. Johann...Mozart...David...Jake...Dr.Capek...someone I don't know...

Ace liked David, he had helped him out on many occasions and was proof that relying on people was more effective than superstition. Johann wasn't the friendliest but he wasn't unlikable either. Dr.Jake, as Ace learned, was nice too. Nice like the Dr.Capek.

Realizing what he was doing, Ace was a little startled. He wondered if he had really been that detached from properly interacting with people all his life. He knew, at the very least, he had many friends before the incidents started. He knew that he still kept them, for quite some time, even though they were dying before Ace's eyes. He no longer regretted it. Interacting with family, on the other hand, was different. Or was it? They both provided him comfort during the tough times, and both groups died just as easily. Or perhaps they were incomparable. Ace left it at that and tried to get some rest, ignoring, as best as he could, the steel touch of the rather uncomfortable but bearable chair. His leg and head was better, he had no right to complain.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"Okay, just don't be too overt about it, I've seen people get pushed over the edge simply because they perceived everyone to be ganging up on them. I don't want that to happen here."
"Rest assured, I know what I am doing..." David said as he went to grab some drinks for him and the new guy, See if he couldn't get him to lighten up a little.

Captcha: Stranger Danger.

 

[0z0wen]

Philip busied himself in the kitchen, checking the stocks of what they had left, what was still good to eat and what needed to be thrown, he he paced around the kitchen he plucked a knife from the counter, swinging idly between his fingers as he walked around, it caught a stack of pans and they all came clattering noisly to the ground, he clumsily fumbled with them, putting them in a rough pile before dropping them back on the counter.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"Hey, Philip, You thirsty?" David called out as he placed a Can of 7-Coke on the counter and slid it over.
"So where did Captk find you?" He asked as he took a sip of his drink, trying to make idle conversation.

 

[0z0wen]

Philip looks up to the source of the voice, plucking the can from the counter, peering at it briefly before placing it carefully back down.
"No thank you." He said, a little quietly before ducking his head and moving round the kitchen, placing another counter between him and David before answering his second question.
"Med bay, I just woke up." He replies, rubbing the wound on his head, grimacing and wobbling slightly.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

David noted the Wobble.
"Med Bay?...I heard from the radio during the attack that it got messed up, if you were found there, then you should relax and rest up, the pots and pans can wait." He said as he took another drink and walked towards Philip in case he fell or fainted.

 

[0z0wen]

"I'm fine, just a bump on the head. Nothing serious." He says with small amount of uncertainty, he places the knife down on the counter and leans heavily on it.
"Is there anything else you came in here for?"

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"Just making sure you are alright, We're short-handed as it is without something happening to you. Just...Take it easy, alright, Buddy?" David nodded as he walked out.
He stopped just before the exit and said "Actually, just one thing, what is there to eat anyways?"

 

[0z0wen]

"Whatever I can throw together from what we have left... There's more than enough here for us, considering how little we are..." Philip trails off in thought before going over to the food stores, peering inside again and beginning to form plans for meals.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"mmm...Alright, Well, Like a said, don't work too hard, See you later..." David said before he left the kitchen for good.
Inside, he hoped he wouldn't cause a fight, it wouldn't end well for anyone.

 

[Sigma Castell]

Johann frowned at Gallows' comment, and stood up from the table. He strode over to Ace, noticing David leaving the kitchen. He stood next to the muscician, leaning against the table.
"Id on't like him. There's something off about him." Johann muttered, glancing towrds the entrance to the kitchens.

 

[Nouw]

Opening his eyes, Ace woke up from his half-sleeping state to answer Johann's question. "Him? Well I can't say I like or dislike him. Seems a little jumpy to me but frankly I don't blame him."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

David rejoined the others, peering over his shoulder in case Philip followed.
"Yeah, there is something up with him, Everyone, act normal, We need all the help we can get right now and I don't want him to Snap, Now then, What else needs to be done?"

 

[BeerTent]

As Eli went lower and lower (Figuratively) the tone of the ship around him seemed to change. Brightly lit hallways changed to dark red chambers. In this part of the ship, where there were little to no sensors for the AI to Track him, there would be a lot of heavy blast doors covering any doorway that lead to a "dangerous room" where Atmosphere would leak out.

Thankfully, the Assualt Bar Survived... Unfortunately, it was in complete turmoil. Supply boxes were strewn about, a lot of them were empty, and some of them had some culler rounds in them. But with the room pitch black without a flashlight, It would be very difficult.

The Marine armor was there, but it was mostly in pieces. The armor was designed to be installed around someone with an automated process, once every piece was loaded in, a machine would hold someone in one spot, and install every part of the armor around him to ensure a proper vacuum seal around him. Ensuring they survive safely on an environment like Mars. Elie would have a very difficult time getting the parts he needs.

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Mozart, on the other hand... Might find his way to the kitchen. The large cat would rub up against Philip's leg on the way to a cabinet. The cat followed it's nose here, and whatever was in that cabinet, it wanted it. He'd scratch at the door a few times before sitting back and looking up to the cook. "Mrreow!" Almost as if saying, 'Open it for me! I command you!'

 

[0z0wen]

"Oi, you're not supposed to be in here..." Philip frowns deeply at the cat, he moves his body to block the cabinet, so the cat can't jump in, before opening it to check what's inside.

 

[BeerTent]

Here's something that probably shouldn't belong in the kitchen.
Inside were two, large 4KG bags of "A taste of he wild" Cat food. It seemed pretty obvious now why the Maine Coon wanted in, now that there was a tiny rip in the top bag. Mozart would headbutt Philip's calf before playing it off as a rub all along as he walked around. He was probably hungry, waiting to be fed.

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Capitcha: Describe K-mart! "Horrible!" apparently works... XD

 

[0z0wen]

Philip sighed deeply and grabbed the intact bag, throwing it out of the kitchen door before doing the same with the bag with the small rip in it, he picked up a couple of pans and clashed them together towards the cat. "I feed the people. Not the vermin. Out!" He shouted at it.

 

[Right Hook]

Jake glanced over and noticed Phillip tossing cat food bags out of the kitchen while yelling at the cat to leave. Jake walked over and looked down at the cat, who was eating bits of the food that had fallen from the rip in the bag. Jake bent down, "I guess he doesn't like cats either, huh buddy?" Jake ran his hand down the cats fur, the cat hissed quietly, "Okay, okay, you don't want your meal interrupted."

Jake stepped into the kitchen, "sorry for yet another interruption, I'll be out of here in a second, you seem like a man that values his privacy." Jake reached into the same cabinet that the bags came from, just as he expected two large dishes near the back. Jake filled on with water and left the kitchen. He sat it down next to the cat, who switched to drinking as opposed to eating from the corner of the opened bag, Jake picked the bag up and filled the other dish with food, closing the bag when the dish was full. "You can thank me later."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"Heh, Guess our friend ain't an animal person..." David chuckled as Jake fed Mozart.
"So anyways, What's next on the agenda? Something I can do would be good..." He asked the group and AI.

 

[hiei82]

[b/]"So anyways, What's next on the agenda? Something I can do would be good..."[/b] David asked, turning to the group members still present in the room. Iskierka thought the question over for a minute then gave her reply.

"Well... I'm most concerned about the incoming object." she offered, pausing for a moment to gather her thoughts. "[b/]Johann[/b], Any thing in your diplomat training cover First Contact?" she asked before returning her attention to [b/]David[/b] "And you know more about the ships defenses then anyone - got any suggestions in case they are... less than friendly?"