<div class="floatright">(http://i1212.photobucket.com/albums/cc446/ffxivghost/bh01.jpg)</div><strong>Room:</strong>Helm<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Everyone<br/><hr/><br/>Yes.. Raze is an odd one. She wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t last too long. She wouldn’t be surprised if he was just suddenly gone or something. As if someone had made a good decision and thrown him off the ship. Or if he left of his own volition. Doesn’t matter, things would be better if he weren’t around.<br/><br/>Dee pokes her shoulder lightly, and she looks to the blue skinned woman with the same warm smile she seems to offer most. And then she’s poked again. And again. She glances at her shoulder where she is poking, making sure there’s nothing sticking out of her shoulder or something that Dee wanted to try and put back. And when she makes the offer of taking her apart, her eyebrows raise as one. She keeps the same smile on her lips as she speaks.    “I am grateful for the offer, but I must decline. I find myself getting along well without laser eyes, fingers or feet. But I will keep your offer in mind.”  Eeesh.<br/><br/>Zoe then turns and moves to one of the port stations, and she starts to look through the various sensor readings of the ship. Though she knows what they mostly are already. There’s really no<em>need</em>for her to use a sensor station, since she’s interconnected with the Aurora. But.. she has found that the crew find it easier to accept that she is part of the crew if she actually does things the crew does. That’s why she sometimes sits in on dinners, or exercise or training sessions.<br/><br/>After a few minutes Dee is heard once more over the comms. Zoe tilts her head up slightly as she listens, and she then looks back to her sensor console. Her fingers dance rhythmically and very rapidly over the nearly invisible keys, her eyes darting left to right as she takes in a nearly overwhelming amount of sensory input. Well overwhelming for someone who isn’t Zoe.<br/><br/>Her voice comes over the comms in a gentle, calm tone as she continues to watch the rapidly scrolling and changing information on the screen in front of her.    “Zac, Dee… sensors indicate 4 of the flow capacitors on the port side are out of alignment. They are out of tolerance, causing them to seize. Do you require my assistance for repairs?”    She knows that’s something of a minor/major problem, depending on the skill of the workers at hand. Zac and Dee.. they are 2 of the best. So his estimation as to the repair time could be right on. She hopes.<br/>