<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2f/Captain_Braxton_T._Early.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Braxton T. Early</span></strong></div></div><strong>Name</strong>: Braxton Early<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Captain<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Line, infirmary, Shadow<br/><strong>Time:</strong>3rd of september, 2505, night<br/><strong>With:</strong>Mya, Sophie<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=158094.msg8017668#msg8017668">Quote from: kckolbe on 08-04-2013, 00:09:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I imagine you are a bit drugged up but I need help with some of the repairs and Sue is nowhere to be found."  He took a small breath and continued.  "Also, I think it would be best if Cookie were fired."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>“Yah, I <em>wish</em> I was too drugged up to remember all the shit that was going on today. And if you are looking for Sue, well he is right there.”</strong>Braxton pointed behind him at the infirmary door.<strong> “He got shot up pretty bad in the fight. Don’t worry Mya took care of him real good. And then Sophie took care of Mya real good. Don’t ask, long story. Either way, he ain’t be helping you today.”</strong>Braxton replied as they walked to the engine room. His leg felt as good as new, good enough to run – although that might have been the drugs talking so he didn’t give it a try.<br/><br/><strong>“And why should I fire Cookie again? I mean he is a lazy, murderous psychopath, but what else is new? If it weren’t for him, Sue would most likely still be lying out there, bleeding to death. I mean, I fancy myself a bit of a fighter, but it is rare to find a man who eagerly rushes <em>towards</em> the bullets for the pittance we pay him.<br/><br/>If I fired people every time they screwed up, this would be a ghost ship. Hell, your own job would be on the line – well, I mean OFF <em>The Line</em>. Either way, I’m tired of yelling at people, at least for tonight. So tell me: why <em>did</em> the engine cooling fail. Let’s just cut the bullshit and sort things out together. They saw us leave, but if anyone down there was smart enough to notice that we were flying on one engine only, then there will be search patrols out by first light. If we are not in flying condition by then, we are fucked.”<br/></strong>