<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/C2kHdWN.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lysander Colebrand (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339078.msg16087910#msg16087910)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>11 March, 1400<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Odyssey Docking Bay<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Inventory,<em>yay~</em><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>The Odyssey resembled a beetle bloated with parasitic wasp larvae, and he, his team, and all their equipment were further inoculations. The Leviathan-C design had always bothered him. He couldn’t remember the name of the designer who drafted such an abomination. Perhaps it was meant to resemble a whale? A beached sea cow pending eruption from the decaying gases inside it.<br/><br/>The engineer was standing on a metal platform suspended in mid-air above the docking bay. The dark-brown layers of his finger-combed hair were splayed with grease. Beneath brows furrowed in concentration was a black visor with a neon-orange stream of energy dividing them horizontally. They were aimed down at his fingers that tapped upon the air. Orange, blue, and white polygons expanded beneath his finger pads as he clicked through menus of information to the inventory list.<br/><br/>There was a loud, whir of machinery as an immense metal container floated into the docking bay from the open hatch of a ship. With the inventory list pulled up, Ly regarded the container below. It was going to take supply light years to unload everything for him to document, and he didn’t have time for it. Ly positioned his hands as though they were resting on an invisible keyboard and a glowing, honeycomb expanded beneath his fingers. He then mentally tapped into the ship’s network and flickering into view were three, white ghostly forms of himself. They lacked any promiscuous details and generated a dim glow. The digital phantoms flew toward the container and phased through it before passing through the equipment within. The ghosts made sure to pass through every piece of equipment before they soared over to Ly and entered his body. His mind became filled with the system information of each device, and his fingers became a blur, soundlessly typing upon the keyboard, updating the inventory log.<br/><br/>So far, nothing had been damaged. They still had to unload it all, and therefore, he didn’t quite take the possibility of damage off the table. They would have to unload it, inspect the equipment visually, and then ensure each piece went to its respective lab. It was going to be a long night.