<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QwfjIQ5.png?2)</div><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>NAME:</strong>Mai Lee Xiaong (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333213.msg15874349#msg15874349)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Plain prison coveralls and her hair is a<em>mess</em><br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Comms Array<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Sarah<br/><br/><hr/>An ally! Well, sort of. Truth be told, the social dynamics of a space hulk populated by five criminal women with no memories was a mystery for her. Someone should really do a study. Regardless, Mai knew she needed an assistant and someone to talk to. “Hi Sarah,” she said. “Okay if this map is correct it will be right...here.” Unlike the ‘lounge’ this door slid open with ease.<br/><br/>“Interesting,” Mai said. She looked at the panel, which simply reported about the link to the Lunar base, and the housing. “This is a pretty simple Avasarala transmitter/receiver very high frequency array. This thing is capable of receiving and sending data at 1 terabyte a second if properly lined up to the right satellite network.” How the fuck she knew any of that was anyone’s guess. Speaking of which… “Help me take a look around. Usually with simple stuff like this, crews will just have a group of tools nearby for convenience. Something that is holding a screwdriver, plier, stripper, and, if we’re lucky, a measuring device. But even if we don’t I think we can improvise.”<br/><br/>Mai pulled her flimsy coveralls up on her shoulder. Fucking thing was just a bit too loose. Maybe she had lost weight on her trip here. “You look on that side of the room, I'll look at this side.” They looked around for a bit before she spoke again. “So Sarah, what are you in for if you don’t mind me asking?” She popped open a panel that simply snapped shut to peer inside. “Me, I’m a madam for a whore house. Or I was. Apparently that’s illegal in Singapore.”