The Peacemakers - Alternity, Star*Drive Campaign

[Angel Tarragon]

Liriani pokes around the system and finds out there is not a thing she do to help CeCe. "Sorry CeCe, this looks like it is out of my hands." Liriani makes her way to the mess deck to prepare a sandwich for herself.

 

[Samnell]

"Yeah, but lousy lu-" she stops herself abruptly.

Lucas catches the drift and smiles, containing the laugh for the sake of politeness.

"Well, they can be difficult to know. But they do know cybernetics." She holds up her left arm, a gleaming (although a bit greasy and dented) example of precision cybernetics. Her arm is artificial from the shoulder down, and she only wears a glove over her hand to give her better tactile dexterity. You've seen that she keeps a couple wrenchs slotted in hooks in the arm like extra pockets.

"That is good hardware," Lucas says admiringly. He turns around and pulls up his hair to reveal the rounded metal of a wireless NIJack at the base of his skull.

"Got it from an Insight dealer. Never lost a signal. I had to compromise on the nanocomputer and gridcaster, though," Lucas turns back around. "Great stuff. I'm saving for state of the art."

 

[Ozmar]

Liriani pokes around the system and finds out there is not a thing she do to help CeCe. "Sorry CeCe, this looks like it is out of my hands." Liriani makes her way to the mess deck to prepare a sandwich for herself.

CECCE has a disappointed sound, but perks right back up. "Aw, well, that's ok, Miss Lopez! I am sure that the captain will restore my remotes sooner or later. In the meantime, if you like, I can provide you with a recipe for anything you like. The local Grid is fully accessible from any console in the ship. Just let me know whatever you like." She smiles and waves.

 

[Ozmar]

"That is good hardware," Lucas says admiringly. He turns around and pulls up his hair to reveal the rounded metal of a wireless NIJack at the base of his skull.

"Got it from an Insight dealer. Never lost a signal. I had to compromise on the nanocomputer and gridcaster, though," Lucas turns back around. "Great stuff. I'm saving for state of the art."

"Yeah, I never went for plugging my brain into the hardware. I'm too familiar with what can go wrong, ya know? But I guess I probably will some day. When I can afford it. After all, I had to get a brain chip to run this thing," she again indicates the arm. "What are you gonna do, right? I guess I should be happy to be alive." Her tone indicates a resigned melancholy. In the few days you've known her, you've found her to be somewhat moody, given to mild depression, but otherwise amiable and a capable technician. She pets Pixel, and that seems to comfort her.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

CECCE has a disappointed sound, but perks right back up. "Aw, well, that's ok, Miss Lopez! I am sure that the captain will restore my remotes sooner or later. In the meantime, if you like, I can provide you with a recipe for anything you like. The local Grid is fully accessible from any console in the ship. Just let me know whatever you like." She smiles and waves.

Liriani interfaces with the grid with her wireless NIJackas she enters the mess hall. She pulls up a recipe for New England Clam Chowder soup and sets to work making a bowl for herself. This sure is a nice ship CeCe, how long has it been around for?

 

[Samnell]

"Yeah, I never went for plugging my brain into the hardware. I'm too familiar with what can go wrong, ya know?

Lucas gives Friday a strange look, as though she just said something extremely rude, but it passes quickly. "It's worth the risk. It's a whole other universe out there."

"What are you gonna do, right? I guess I should be happy to be alive." Her tone indicates a resigned melancholy. In the few days you've known her, you've found her to be somewhat moody, given to mild depression, but otherwise amiable and a capable technician. She pets Pixel, and that seems to comfort her.

"Oh, uh, you had to get it? Sorry. Didn't know," eye contact eludes Lucas again. "Sorry."

 

[Ozmar]

Liriani interfaces with the grid with her wireless NIJackas she enters the mess hall. She pulls up a recipe for New England Clam Chowder soup and sets to work making a bowl for herself. This sure is a nice ship CeCe, how long has it been around for?

CECCE communicates via wireless, forming an Avatar in the gridspace where Liriani is accessing the recipe. This vessel was originally commissioned in 2451, as a vessel in the VoidCorp expeditionary fleet. It has a somewhat spotty service record - most of its history is classified or not present in my data banks. It was decommissioned after the war and served as a civilian vessel registered in VoidCorp, although the distinctions between military and civilian designation in VoidCorp are somewhat fuzzy. It was donated to the Concord as part of VoidCorp's treaty obligations, and has been completely overhauled and recommissioned as the CSS Pacific. This will be her maiden voyage.

 

[Ozmar]

"Oh, uh, you had to get it? Sorry. Didn't know," eye contact eludes Lucas again. "Sorry."

"Wasn't your fault. Just don't get trapped on a planet with an acidic atmosphere. That's my 'safety tip' for the day." She smiles more to herself than to anyone in particular.

"I wonder when the cap'n'll take us out. Our engines are ready to go. I admit I'm eager to see what she's made of."

 

[Prof Yeti]

Gabriel Dane - Mindwalker - Da'Shan Mind Knight

The sesheyan shrugs. If the captain prefers a relaxed, informal atmosphere, that is fine. To be honest, I'd rather prefer such an environment. What else do you know of the Captain? Dra'Ken asks, trying to sound conversational as he waits for the AI to answer Gabriel's query.

Finding his station and taking a seat, "Excellent! I think a relaxed atmosphere will help the crew to mesh much faster."

"oooh! Miss Laera Lopez is one of the most famous pop star singers in Old Space. She's my favorite. Isn't it exciting! She's going to be traveling with us and recording a new music-holo!" The holo-projection shows the teenage-image in military fatigues, with little star-shaped eyes. "And she's even helping me restore connection to my remotes! She's such a dream!"

A slightly puzzled look moves across Gabriels face. "A Pop Star? Now that is highly interesting."

 

[Samnell]

"Wasn't your fault. Just don't get trapped on a planet with an acidic atmosphere. That's my 'safety tip' for the day." She smiles more to herself than to anyone in particular.

Lucas smiles, "I'll remember that."

"I wonder when the cap'n'll take us out. Our engines are ready to go. I admit I'm eager to see what she's made of."

"Got me. I suppose he has orders. Or something. There's probably a manual too. And more regulations."