Flight of the Sagittarius - Cockpit
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				Title: <strong>Flight of the Sagittarius - Cockpit</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Janeilbennett</strong> on <strong>26-10-2011, 09:21:42</strong>
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				Posts taking place in the cockpit onboard the Sagittarius in the "Flight of the Sagittarius" game go here. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flight of the Sagittarius - Cockpit</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DeyKnight</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 22:45:37</strong>
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				Lyra just sat back and enjoyed the ride. She would flip switches here and there when she felt the ship do something. Usually it was things no one else would notice, a slight divergence, a tick, a hiccup... things people would usually dismiss as just noise. She heard, and she knew how to fix it. However, sometimes she simply smacked the console to make it behave or threatened it with a rubber mallet. <br><br>Lyra honestly felt like there was almost nothing to do a lot of the time. But she wasn't much for socializing. She had a small refrigerated cooler that she kept hidden under her dash. Two of them actually. One for snacks, one for drinks. She stocked them up when she ran out, and then lived off of what was there while she had it. She didn't like sharing with the crew, she liked having what was hers be <em>hers</em>. And Pan would know this well. The one time the girl had attempted to steal a drink or a snack from one of her coolers -- the girl had a gun to her head for the rest of the day, unless she left the cockpit. Hell, Lyra even had a hammock set up in there so she didn't have to leave unless she had to use the facilities. She had a room aboard the ship, sure. She used it as storage space, mostly. And only slept down there on very rare occasion -- one of those 'disturb me and die' occasions. <br><br>Right now? She reached into one of her coolers, and pulled out an unlabeled can and cracked it open before beginning to drink. Peace and quiet. Boring, sure. But aboard this ship? She'd take a moment of boring where she could get it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flight of the Sagittarius - Cockpit</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Janeilbennett</strong> on <strong>01-11-2011, 03:08:45</strong>
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				Setsuko exited the CIC deck. She was on her way to talk to Alyx, but decided to see their course from there. She may be the clueless miko most people had summed her up to be, but she knew enough to use a terminal to input data and to access something from living her so long. Most everything else was above her head.<br><br>It was then that she had remember Lyra. She hadn't seen the woman in awhile, probably about two days now. Setsuko had been that much wrapped up in her work. Taking a final look at the line that drew across the holographic map at the CIC, she stepped down from the platform as it automatically switched off due to her absence. Spying where the large room had tapered off into a hallway, she slowly headed into the general direction. <br><br>Setsuko passed the main airlock on her left, and stopped short, carefully looking at the floor before proceeding. She had learned the painful way that Lyra did a lot of tuning to the ship from her vantage point, but did not usually put the panels back into place. Tripping and having a few bruises wasn't fun, especially if it was on metal.<br><br>Slowly navigating around whatever obstacles she encountered, Setsuko found herself in the cockpit, space rushing by through the window up front and the windows above. Panacea's chair sat empty, and Lyra seemed to be taking it easy, drinking a beverage of some sort. She coughed gently to announce her presence, then approached within an arm's length of her.<br><br>"How have you been doing?" She asked. Setsuko didn't feel like she needed to be extravagant at this point or use a lot of words. Her question was simple but conveyed what she wanted to know. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flight of the Sagittarius - Cockpit</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DeyKnight</strong> on <strong>08-11-2011, 14:28:20</strong>
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				Lyra heard the cough, and tilted her head over her shoulder. When Setsuko came into sight, she turned her head back to the Heads Up Display. She kept tabs on everything that was going on with her ship. Not what was in it, but what it was doing, what it's wires were saying. <br><br>She shrugged and looked up at Setsuko and shrugged, "Been fine..." She said and swigged her drink and then eyed the girl, "The hell you doin' up here anyway? Y'almost never come up here." She chuckled, "Almost forgot what your face looked like." She teased lightly swigging her drink again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flight of the Sagittarius - Cockpit</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Janeilbennett</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 03:51:37</strong>
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				Setsuko lightly blushed at Lyra's remarks, not answering for a moment before trying to continue her joke. "I guess its a good thing I came up, then." A small smile was on her face before she continued. <br><br>"I just wanted to see how you were doing, I was back there," she explained. "I have not been much out of anywhere doing anything. It gets tiring." Her eyes looked down at Panacea's seat, her hand running across the top of the headrest for a moment.<br><br>"I miss land sometimes," Setsuko thought out loud. "The ship is amazing, I've never been to so many places. But I feel...locked up sometimes. Walking on the stations when we dock don't help." She turned to Lyra. "I heard we are going to get to a planet. Do you think we'll get to go on the surface?" He eyes blinked a few times.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flight of the Sagittarius - Cockpit</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DeyKnight</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 07:04:40</strong>
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				"You're free to walk off the ship any chance you want. S'yer own fault you trap yourself back there," She said not taking Setsuko's excuses seriously. The woman wasn't chained to the ship. No one had a collar and a leash on her. She was a free woman. Lyra had very little sympathy for people who don't seem to own up and make their own decisions.<br><br>She shrugged at the question about the planet and surface-going. "That's up to Alyx..." She then shrugged, "Eh, not really. It's up to whomever wants to go to land. There's always jumping out of the airlock in a zero-G suit if you want it that badly." She swigged her drink, tilting her head back and downing the rest of the contents. "Really 'Suko, quit bein' so mousy all the time." She said and crunched the empty can between the palms of her hands and tossed it over her shoulder. "I hate damsels," She muttered. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flight of the Sagittarius - Cockpit</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Janeilbennett</strong> on <strong>19-11-2011, 05:18:58</strong>
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				"Iie,&nbsp; not off the ship, just in the back area," Setsuko tried to clarify. True she did hole herself back up there, but it wasn't like she was just sitting around. She was doing important things. Or what would seem important to her, anyway. At least Shay understood.<br><br>She smiled briefly at the spacesuit comment, then looked a bit crestfallen at the following sentence. "I am sorry...I do not mean to be, this...mousy." She had a bit of trouble pronouncing the last word. Although she apologized,&nbsp; her forehead wrinkling at the word, having no clue what it meant. <br><br>"If you ever...would like some tea, let me know. I plan to make some this evening, sencha style." Her eyes followed where the can landed. "I'll take your leave."<br><br>Bowing as it was traditional for her to do, she turned to leave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Flight of the Sagittarius - Cockpit</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DeyKnight</strong> on <strong>19-11-2011, 08:42:29</strong>
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				Lyra didn't coddle anyone. Language barrier or not, she wasn't about to change the way she spoke for someone else's convenience. If she did, she got irritated at the same time. "And I say: get off the ship some-damn-time. Get your snooty-smart behind out of that room and go look at daylight for once." She said flatly and stretched.<br><br>Lyra had issues with everyone she came across. More issues with women than she had with men. She was from a military background, and men were more militant than women were, so it made sense that she would appreciate a man's company more than a woman's. Sure, women had their place in her world (hell, <em>she</em> is a woman!), but only rarely did she welcome them around her, despite being trapped on a ship with several of them, and one man that <em>looked</em> like a girl. Yes, a girl; not a woman. Alyx's appearance was something that bothered her from time to time, but he was a good sod. He worked through her quirks and did his best to keep her happy in her cockpit. And for that, she only mentioned his girly-looks every now and then, instead of every damn conversation like she used to; calling him 'girly cheeks' or 'pretty boy' or even 'lady lips' ...and the list goes on. <br><br>But... right now she just eyed the bowing girl and waved her off, "Wish she'd stop doin' that... seriously..." She muttered to herself as Setsuko left, digging in her cooler for another drink.
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