Lance Daniels<br/>Position: Engineer<br/>Location: Lower Engine Room<br/>Tagged: Braxton, Keri<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: kckolbe rolled: 4d10<br/>First Target Number: 6<br/>Second Target Number: 10<br/>Comment: Lance Dex+Dodge 4 -2 shifting ground +3 spacer compensates two<br/>Result: 1, 6, 2, 8,<br/>For: 1, 1, 0, 0,<br/>Total: 2</div></div><br/>Lance angrily punched the intercom once Braxton was done.<strong>"How-you had...the strikers!  All day to deal with them!"</strong>There was more that he wanted to say, but he had work to do and he wasn't feeling particularly well-spoken.  Instead he opted to rant in his head as he worked.<em>How does he think he can blame me for this?  I had to go get fuel and fix a ton of other things, then play babysitter, and I didn't run a battering ram into his duties.</em><br/><br/>Soon the engines started turning, catching Lance off guard.  Keri hadn't even touched the part of the checklist that dealt with getting the green light from the flight engineer.  He rushed downstairs and over to his own control panel and checked fuel flow, oil, temperature (<em>shit!</em>), rpms.  Feeling the ship begin to lift, he hurried over to the intercom again instead of bracing, trusting his "space legs" to keep him steady through lift off.  Unfortunately, the ship itself wasn't steady, and Lance found himself thrown against the wall before he could hit the intercom.<br/><br/><strong>"Keri, Lance here.  We need to shut off #2 all the way.  The cooling pump works, but the engine is too hot.  It needs time to cool down before we can use it."</strong>