Captains Bridge - Ares 8<br/>Eris Moon<a class="username" data-user-id="18141" data-username="@xanaphia" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/18141/">@xanaphia</a>/ Barret Wallace<a class="username" data-user-id="33696" data-username="@Black_Out" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/33696/">@Black_Out</a>/ Erika Brewer (NPC)<br/><br/><a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/7f/ee/67/7fee67fdefaeaebced76c5d73e5eb407.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Barret</a>Wallace spun his plush captains chair around the moment the duo of Erika and Eris entered the captains bridge.  Like most things on board Ares 8, the control room for the ship was compact.  It was a design that was meant to maximize every square foot of cargo space that could be afforded.  Still at least the bridge was modestly larger then the cramped quarters that those on board Ares 8 got to call home for now.<br/><br/>Barret was in his typical state of dishevelment.  His dark hair was matted clumsily about his whimsical face that brightened considerably upon seeing the pair of women entering the bridge.  He brushed a few crumbs from his vintage Led Zeppelin shirt and let the bag of chips he was munching on fall squarely into his lap.  "Welcome aboard ladies."  Wallace announced as he kicked back in his chair, folding his arms like pillows behind his head.  His eyes quickly dipped down to a report sitting on top of some of the ships control panels and he scooped it up, flipping through the pages before peering past them to the two ladies again.  "I'm Barret, but you can just call me B, or Big B."  He shrugged his lanky shoulders.<br/><br/>"Now you must be Erika Brewer, right?"  He glanced towards Erika who gave an affirmative nod.  "Great, you might as well settle in next to me then, you get the privilege of being my co-pilot."  One sandal laden foot stretched out and tapped its heel upon the open chair to his left.  "I'll show ya the ropes, really ain't nothing big, we're gonna be on auto-pilot most of the time anyways, just need to have someone up here that can hold the fort down when I'm on break."  He had an easy going smile and casual demeanor as he watched Erika settle in next to him.  "Auto-pilot, good, I've never flown anything quite this big before, mostly shuttles to be honest."  Barret nodded as he looked towards Eris Moon.  "Same thing as a shuttle really, well kind of, okay not at all, but you'll get the hang of it."  He teased with a side wink to Erika before setting his eyes on Eris again.<br/><br/>"I hear your something of a computer expert so the Lieutenant tossed you my way."  Again he idly dusted his shirt off as he looked to his left and right before his eyes caught sight of a sleek and narrow handheld monitor.  "I'm gonna leave you in charge of the daily diagnostics.  There's a tutorial in this and you'll have access to all of the programs that you need to run."  He leaned forward, extending the slim board towards Eris.  "All the daily reports will get forwarded to me so you'll have free roam of the ship.  If you need to get in touch with me you can hit me up through that, and vice versa."  Barret leaned back, grabbed a handful of chips and began to pluck them in his mouth one by one.  "So yeah, welcome aboard, I'm your Captain, well at least as far as the ship goes.  I'd rather keep my run ins with the Lieutenant to a minimum if you catch my drift, so just don't get caught screwing around."<br/><br/>The last chip crunched audibly in his mouth as he looked from under the canopy of his unkempt hair.  "Any questions?"<br/><br/>Crew Quarters on board Ares 8<br/>Jaxx Herd<a class="username" data-user-id="20459" data-username="@LeaT" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/20459/">@LeaT</a>/ Android<a class="username" data-user-id="18963" data-username="@TheCorsair" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/18963/">@TheCorsair</a>/ Tuggerson<a class="username" data-user-id="33696" data-username="@Black_Out" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/33696/">@Black_Out</a><br/><br/>"I don't know why she wouldn't like me, I'm a nice guy."  Tug Boat commented with obvious amusement as he watched Esther depart with a fury down the hallway.  He flinched mockingly as the aforementioned security officer from Divinity punched the wall.  "Oooh...She's got a temper."  He mused before finally turning his head back towards Miss Herd and her android assistant  Things were looking up in the world of the Tug Boat as his brimming wide smile matched the eagerness in his eyes as he watched his new boss undress.  There was definitely a stir down there in his pants beneath the protective cup that was anything but comfortable when you were getting a hard on.  The Tug Boat wet his lips, fully appreciating the offered view of Jaxx's bare and naked body but the second act never came, much to his dismay as the curtain was closed as Ms. Herd slipped into something more casual and relaxed.<br/><br/>Despite all the verbal abuse and taunts being tossed around, Tuggerson seemed completely unperturbed by it.  It wasn't anything he hadn't heard before, frankly his mouth had a way of pulling him into these exact sorts of scenarios more often then not and he loved every minute of it.  "By the way, she's gotta big pinky.  I mean have you seen the size of it?"  He gave a little nod back down the hallway as he whispered that like it was some well kept secret.  "I hear she doesn't bother to pack a dildo because that pinky's so BIG."<br/><br/>His eyes glanced down towards his crotch which still echoed with the feeling of Butch's hand when she grabbed him there just moments ago.  "As for the size of the junk in my trunk, I got a nice salami, although I think she mushed it up."  He laughed lightly as he leaned back against the wall.  "Now, if I gotta take a dump, I'm gonna take a dump.  Same if I gotta piss, fart, or whatever."  The cocky private gave a little nod towards Jaxx.  "Now I don't mind keeping ya safe, but you got a fucking android, I've seen what those fuckers can do."  He eyed her personal assistant with the look of a wary skeptic.  "So maybe I'll pass on the BJ, and trust me prides got nothing to do with it I'm just worried that she might bite my pinky sized wee-wee off."<br/><br/>Tuggerson looked across the hallway to the now vacant room.  "Hey, in all seriousness I'm cool with this gig, but the Sarge is probably gonna want to know why his best soldier has been stolen away and replaced with dickless."  The scar faced oaf turned to leave the room, but not before adding.  "Oh, and if I had to guess the only difference between your magic wand and your assistant is the price."