Lance Daniels<br/>Position: Engineer<br/>Location: Upper Engine Room<br/>Tagged: Braxton (anyone else who hears intercom)<br/><br/>Lance's mood still had not improved, though that should be completely understandable.  He still hadn't had a chance to masturbate.  He was still working, and there was even more shit wrong with the ship than there had been when they landed.  He switched on the number three compression coil with a quick motion, but the cooling pump was a different matter.  He switched the pump to operational mode, but the pump had to "warm up" for a few minutes before it could leave test mode and begin functioning.  And yes, the display actually said "warming up."  A cooling pump.  Warming up.  His mood was not improved.<br/><br/>A sudden impact to the ship momentarily distracted him from the problems at hand and made him wonder again about the problems at the others' hands.  It also made him fall.  Lance was, despite his awkward clumsiness, amazingly sure-footed when it came to walking around on a moving ship, but apparently that changed when the ship wasn't supposed to be moving, or at least being moved.<em>How much will that cost to fix?</em><br/><br/>Hearing Braxton's call over the intercom, Lance's immediate mental response was<em>then don't break atmo,</em>but he didn't say it.  Instead he responded with<strong>"Use the crank!  Or just keeping ramming things into the ship.  Maybe that will jar it loose.  Kind of busy with all of the other stuff that went wrong.  I already had to fix a compression coil and we have no cooling pump on engine number two.  We shouldn't even be leaving the ground, much less atmo."</strong><em>Impatient ass.</em>