<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/4d/e4/db/4de4db0d36edeae01e2a43ba666d29aa--deus-ex-mankind-divided-jensen.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Jacob "Sink" Sinclair (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.msg15729522#msg15729522)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Human<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Chief Engineer<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>21st of December<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Dark Green overalls with oil stains.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Hydroponics.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Dirty son of a fine lady.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Rue<br/><strong></strong><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><strong>"Meant the Autodoc VI But... Last I heard shes retreated to her cabin for recuperation. Should survive."</strong>To be air, he wasn't that well versed with the medical affairs of the ship that didn't include himself. All he had was the little rumours that he overheard while doing his own duties.<strong>"Don't carry that burden on your shoulders Rue. You did what you could, there was nothing you could've done that would've helped them, without risking the rest of us. It was always a risk that things go horribly wrong, and... Luckily it was Arcus's team that faced the harvester. I mean, not because they got hurt, but because Jacki is right, it was the strongest team, and just the fact that they survived it is much more than I'd expect our team to have done." </strong>he sighs, leaning on the shovel, waiting for Rue to attach the component.<strong>"And don't you ever worry about burdening my shoulders with words, Rue. I'll take any you're willing to share the burden of. Anything really. If you need a moment for a talk, jus' gimme a holler."</strong><br/><br/>When the part is finally in place, he proceeds to straighten up and move the spade to realign the dirt to cover the part once more, to make space near the next portion of the irrigation system, listening to Rue talk about someone named Min... Who the he? Oh, probably a VI. Well, no point in admitting that the question wasn't about that part of her learning, but adapt to the growing situation.<br/><br/><strong>"So now I have -two- reasons to tear open your helmet."</strong>Jacob gives rue a playful grin, while handing the spade over to give himself space to take a turn kneeling and looking at the revealed components.<strong>"Now, this looks our guilty party. Fetch me one of the replacement valves from the toolbox, will ya?"</strong>His fleshy hand gesturing towards the nearby table that held his spare parts toolbox. At the same time, his cyberhand opens up to reveal a few cutting tools, that begin to use a pinpoint laser to tear apart the visible broken component for the ease of extraction. No point in saving it when you can have fun with lasers.<br/><br/><strong>"Hmm. Good point. Something pistol sized. Maybe two or three of them. Masquerading as something that you'd typically carry around places like that. Rather not sacrifice actual armor space for it, but a backpack? Yea. Stuff a few drones in a backpack, build an ejection and retrieval system. That might work."</strong>His thoughts immediately moving to constructive side.<strong>"I should have the parts... But not sure I have sufficient engines laying around for that... Will need to improvise."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Also, it's an asteroid. Looked up the specs of the places earlier today. They mined the place for Eezo, and now it's a hollow asteroid habitat."</strong>