Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering
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				Title: <strong>Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 20:33:08</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-family: impact;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size">MARS COLONY</span></span></div><br><div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c3/Mars_base_new_construction.jpg)(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/10/Science-lab-3d-level-sci-fi_01.jpg641aeb32-71a0-4678-9007-0f0b935c1f99Larger.jpg)</div><br><strong>Maintenance and Engineering Block</strong><br><br>The Maintenance and Engineering block has five levels.<br><br><ul class="bbc_list" style="list-style-type: decimal;"><li>Level one is above the surface and contains the main airlock, the garage/hanger, and the main stores for acetylene cylinders. The hanger/garage is the largest single pressurised space in the base, and houses all the ground vehicles (rovers, bikes, buggies, tracks), the tunnelling machines, the marscrete machines the two air craft (one scout, one transport) and the shuttle. The airlock is big enough to take the largest vehicle - the shuttle. It has a variable roof to enable the amount of air in the lock to be reduced for passing smaller vehicles. A personnel lock stands to the East of the main lock, both being on the North side of the block.</li><li>Level two is below the surface and has the main suiting up room and decontamination centre. It also houses a ready room/lounge. Ready-stores are on this level, containing parts withdrawn from inventory to be used in the near future or in an emergency.</li><li>Level three contains the main mechanical workshops, the Chief Engineer's Office, Machine shops and fabrication shop.</li><li>Level four holds the main electrical and electronics work shops, computer repair shop, software workshop, and the access to the other levels.</li><li>As with the other blocks, Level five is mostly utilities and janitorial.</li></ul>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 21:19:12</strong>
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				<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Staff Sergeant Mark "T-Rex" Bollan <strong>(NPC)</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>The Main Airlock</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Julie Franklin, Other civilian PCs and NPCs assigned to his group.</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Going inside</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Bollan entered the garage from the Martian surface (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148806.msg6745266#msg6745266) and looked around. a very thin layer of red dust blanketed everything - presumably it had been in here when the third mission pulled out in such a hurry after the accident. That would be cleaned up. One thing he did notice was the total absence of cobwebs. He hated spiders. On Mars there were no spiders! Hallelujah!<br><br>The various machines loomed in the darkness, the only light coming through the transparent pressure panels in the vast hangar door that still stood closed. Wheeled Mars rovers,dune bikes and dune buggies, their solar panels glinting slickly in the darkness, stood beside the two microlight aircraft. The two heavy tracked vehicles, one with its front and left side crushed, stood on the far side of the space for the shuttle. Nearby stood the "tow truck", the vehicle normally used to bring the shuttle in and out and also used to collect the wreck. The marscrete machines stood there too, strange spiderlike machines with resin hoppers on their backs, two of them. A single cherry picker, and the two cylindrical tunnel boring machines, together with the "slab-grab" - a four wheeled robot shaped like a small version of a dockyard gantry crane. All the vehicles were plugged in to sockets on the wall, the power cables presenting a considerable trip hazard. They would begin charging once the power came back on.<br><br>"Watch your step folks, there's cables all over the place." His suit lights had come on automatically in the gloom, and he made his way to the back of the garage and dropped his crates in a moderately sized clearing. "leave everything here for now, we can sort it out once the power is on..."
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				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 21:50:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>The Main Airlock</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Sgt. T-Rex and the rest of her assigned group</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Marvelling at how much shiny kit is already here!</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>The room was large. Vast. She had seen the schematics of course and even wandered round in simulations of the space hundreds of times. Yet here it was in full, real life. Not virtual. The simulations were pretty good of course, yet they could never be completely accurate and they didn't have the same 'feel' to them. Julie was very much about 'feel' when it come to these sorts of things.<br><br>There was so much stuff here already. Sure they had brought a lot of kit with them. A lot. It was going to take a long time to unload it all and bring it in. Yet there was so much here already. How much resources had been expended to bring even a tiny portion of this stuff all the way out here? It was mind boggling.<br><br>And she was going to have to go over every inch of a good portion of the kit here to make sure it was all in good working order, and find creative ways to fix that which was wonky. After all the classes and training exercises and daily runs and playing around in water-tanks and simulations and all the rest of the endless round of general <em>stuff to do</em> having the chance to just work with her hands soon was so very inviting. She put the crate she had been carrying down next to the pile that was starting to grow and took to glancing around again, nibbling her lip. The tunnel boring machines looked like the one they had trained on, yet there were certain differences here and there. Some patches and repairs of course, yet there were certain subtle changes that made her suspect these were an earlier Mk than the one from training. It would make sense these things had been up here a while, the new kit would have had improvements made based on feedback. She would find out in due course.<br><br>She felt like hugging someone. Only there was nobody to hug. The excitement was so much it was almost painful, she really did have to try to stop smiling like someone who had just discovered that the local sweetshop owner had won the global lottery and was giving everything away.
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				Post by: <strong>Montagne</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 00:32:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Sqn Ldr Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td> Main Airlock</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> First crew</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Trying to get his team together.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br>The door to the Martian surface (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148806..msg=6746116#msg6746116) closed behind him as he entered, the last man in. He moved aside the already forming groups waving his arms around, trying to hail over all the scientists, he listed off a role call from a register one by one as they came to him. Listening to the calls of yes over the radio, the group slowly building. He had to go over to one of the female doctors and change the comms system for her. It would be a while until they had lights, and it wasn't worth moving on until then. Not to mention air, He couldn't wait to get out of the suit. He switch his comm channel back to his lovers for a moment. "If you get in to the hab blocks before me try to save me a bedroom, okay. I don't want you at the other end of the station."
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				Post by: <strong>Frelance</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 00:51:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0c/Dureke_Voronkov.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dureke Voronkov</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>In the Hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Juliet and the others in the hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Bringing in kit from the shuttle</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Stepping through the airlock from the Martian Surface (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148806.msg6746022#msg6746022) Dureke quickly put the containers down in the pile that was starting to form before he ran his light over the machines that occupied the space. He lingered on the damaged rover for a few more moments before he moved on. There would be time later to look up the details of how the damage was caused. Right now he had more important things on his mind.<br><br>When he caught sight of the mining equipment he walked over and stood beside Juilet while he ran his light over the machines. He glanced over at her suit to see which channel she was one. "I can't wait to fire the diggers up. They have been sitting around for two long, its a shame." They had been in some of the same training courses but he had not spent much time getting to know everyone during that time. The temptation to go over an run his bare hand over the machine was strong but he knew it would be suicide to do it before the room was pressurized.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 01:28:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>In the hanger with the others</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> With Jack until he leaves, then joining the rest of the Maintenance staff</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Going to check the heating, claim a bedroom</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>When she heard Jack's voice as she was heading off she paused, frowning a little. "I thought we'd discussed this.....why can't we just share a room?" she said, he'd hear the disappointment in her voice. "I'm not asking you to marry me Mr. Sourpuss....not yet." she teased, "Just asking you to share a room with me." she chuckled. She'd made sure she was on a private channel with him. She continued on, also desperately wanting out of her suit. But she didn't have time to wait for an answer just yet, as she made her way over to Juliet. She rather liked her from what she'd seen and observed, and had a feeling her personality would be similar to her own. It'd be good to speak to someone who enjoyed tinkering with various machines as much as she did.
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				Post by: <strong>blakel</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 07:54:35</strong>
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				<br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Professor Alon Gadi</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td> The main airlock</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> <strong>Sqn Ldr Jack Monroe,</strong> <strong>Marcus Grimm,</strong> <strong>Micah Armstrong,</strong> all scientific staff</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Addressing the scientific staff for the first time on Mars</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>The reality hadn't quite sunk in, that he, Alon, was standing on a different planet at least some 55 million kilometers away from home, and that he was never going back. Upon consideration, it actually sapped purpose from him, leaving not much room left for achievements. He wasn't too concerned with that though, because there was much to be done, especially since they were just getting onto the red planet. He turned to the scientific staff having to address them all for the first time.<br><br><strong>"Thank you Jack for organizing everyone, I've got it from here. First thing, I'd like to congratulate everyone on being among the select few out some 10 billion people down on Earth, who have had this chance, to be able to come to another world, and to experience it firsthand. Until now, all understanding of the universe and all of its workings, have come entirely from people's experiences from a single planet. Everyone standing here are the first people to change that.</strong><br><br><strong>"However, the most difficult part of the journey is still ahead of us, and we have a lot of work to do. For the medical staff, your orders are just as they were back on Earth: once the engineering staff gets the power up and running report to the medical bay and prepare for examinations of all colonists. We need to be thorough, so this includes dental and psychological testings; we don't want anyone suddenly dying or going crazy. As for all non-medical scientific staff: we need to take inventory of what supplies we have. If we're missing anything that we need, there's not much that we can do about it for a while, but the mining staff might be able to find a substitute element here. Oh yes, and I need the animal geneticist and the meteorologist to come with me" </strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 12:06:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lt. Commander Laura Allecia Hicks</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Standing inside the airlock of the Maint. bay</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> With the rest of the PC's and NPC's.</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Delegating authority and observing.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura stepped through the airlock and set the crate down with the others. After checking a section of the hull behind her, leaned back against it. She would of loved to of crossed her arms, but the bulk of the environment suit was too bulky for it. Still, she could do what she needed to do just fine. She listened into all of the frequencies and watched the crowd of people as they got organized and listened to the department heads/officers performance. She would have to report on all of it later, so it was best to take some time and observe them in action. Just because they were on Mars and listed as colonist did not mean that you got out of military service... it just took a different set of duties.<br><br>She was also working up a memo in her head to send to the Colonel requesting a series of SAR exercises in the coming days to get them dialed into the emergency procedures that she wold find as one of her duties.<br><br>Laura switched to the all frequencies setting, something that only a select few had access to... security guards, the command staff among those few. "May I have your attention please. We should have power within the next few minutes. We are asking everyone To remain in the hanger area until Colonel Cotter returns and the colony can be declared safe to enter... Do not open your environmental suits until you hear the all clear; the interior has been sealed, but 30 years of inactivity may well create more than just bad air... the internal temperature will be too low to allow free movement for a little while yet... Thank you for your attention."
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 17:46:55</strong>
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				<em>A few seconds after Lt Cmdr Hicks spoke there was a sudden stirring in the dust. A low hum began from over head, developing quickly into an annoying buzz, and slowly but surely the huge halogen lamps in the ceiling began to glow. Lights began coming on all over, blinking red at first as systems ran self diagnostics, then changing to green in most cases. one or two steady red lights and the odd yellow would need looking at by the maintenance staff. The gentle breeze quickly became a rush of air and the airlock, which had been overridden to get as much in as quickly as possible suddenly flashed red lights. A klaxon sounded, suddenly loud, and then the airlock doors both slammed down.<br><br>Condensation began to form on the outside of the colonists face plates, then slowly cleared as temperatures equalised. The inner airlock doors showed a red light, but the outer ones showed green indicating they were not pressurised. Within three minutes, the lights were glaring brightly, making all the machinery shine and glint.<br><br>People began to cheer spontaneously.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 19:08:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Mars_test.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Wing Commander Louise Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hanger airlock and main hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Lena Holzmann, then everyone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Entering the base.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>It took forever for the lock from the Martian Surface (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148806.msg6749140#msg6749140) to cycle. It always did. The small emergency locks took about a minute but the pedestrian lock into the hangar took nearer five. As for the main airlock, cycling it to bring the shuttle in took almost ten minutes. But we were squeezed into the pedestrian lock which just about accommodated the two of us and the quad bike.<br><br>The like went from red to yellow, and then finally went green, I checked the readings on the door. All was good, I double-checked my suit HUD to be safe. Temperature 6°C, a bit below nominal but liveable. O<sub>2</sub> content nominal, N<sub>2</sub> content within acceptable parameters, CO<sub>2</sub> a little high but acceptable.<br><br>I did what the Base Commander was supposed to do and cracked my helmet seal, took it off, took a deep breath of the newly created air. It smelled sharp and metallic, and oily. With a grin that would put a Cheshire cat to shame, I pressed the button to open the inner door and marched smoothly in to the base.
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				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 19:23:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lt. Commander Laura Allecia Hicks</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance and Engineering Section</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> With all of the other PC's</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Greeting Louise Cotter and awaiting with others</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura saw the lights flicker and then brighten above to their full brilliance at about the same time that consoles and other diagonistic systems began to flicker to life. She noted that most were green, a few yellows and reds, but nothing, she deterimined that would be life threatening. She heard Lou's call and cicked to the command line only, "Mic061 to Mic066, We have lights and air flow. We're waiting on you colonel to crack the inner door... the honor is yours." She smiled then and moved to the airlock to make the official transfer of authority.<br><br>She watched with some impatience for the airlock to cycle from red to green, and lifted her arm in a crisp salute that didn't quite make it as her eyes took in lou's face... her unhelmeted head, and chuckled softly to herself... Lou had style, that was for sure. <br><br>She finished the crisp salute, "Colonel, the Conn is yours. Would ou do the honors of inviting us into our new home?"<br><br>With the formalities done, she undogged the latches of her helmet and pulled it over her head. She took a deep breath of the cold air and wrinkled her nose cutely, "I hope that the scrubbers can clear out the rotten egg smell or no one is going to be eating for a while."<br><br>Laura motioned her friend forward to the closed hatch that led into the rest of the facility, "After you Ma'am."
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				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 19:34:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Lowest level of the Maintenance and Engineering section, primary life support equipment room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Possibly Abs (was waiting for the player to post, became bored, sorry will edit as necessary)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Swearing at machines till they decide to behave themselves</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><br>Julie had remembered her job at last and had headed down to check on the pumps, heaters, scrubbers and other life support gear in the lower level of the maintenance building and was just arriving as the power came on.<br><br>She walked along the banks of equipment, looking on the first pass for green lights, noting those that were either dark or showing any other colour of which there thankfully weren't many. After a full pass of the entire room she checked the readout on the air and heat levels relayed to her implant through the suit. Looked good. She keyed her comm on the general channel.<br><br>"Maintenance, Franklin, request sitrep on atmo, are we good to loose the suits please? I have to kick some things down here in the basement and figure out why they didn't start up." which is easier if you have your own hands to work with and not suit gloves. Manual dexterity in suit gloves was just awful. It was embarrassing. Almost certainly the answer was going to be yes, yet it had been drummed into her in training to ask and wait. To be fair it was better to be a cautious engineer than a cold corpse.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 19:47:01</strong>
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				<em>Until the power came back on, the only way down to the lower levels was via the stairs. The stairs were enclosed within an airtight cylinder and wound around in a spiral. To get into the stair well would require keying in an override code to the battery-powered locking mechanism - after first turning the battery on. The door would then rotate open.<br><br>Inside the stairwell the next obstacle would be the floor seal. Between each level was a sealed hatch that required power to hold it open It would literally "fail safe" - if the power went off (as it had thirty years ago), the hatches would all close automatically and remain that way until opened manually.<br><br>To open these hatches, without power, required turning a small lever in the top to release the spring loaded bolts, then phgysically dragging the hatch up and to one side. It would then need to be held there manually while passing through, because the moment it was released it would close again instantly. There were four such hatches to negociate between the hangar level and the Primary Life Support Level</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frelance</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 20:49:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0c/Dureke_Voronkov.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dureke Voronkov</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>In the Hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> With the other PC and NPCs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Taking his first breath of Martian air.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Dureke left turned back to the pile of kit and started looking through it until he found the container that held his gear. He moved it to one side and turned his attention to anything that would be considered mining supplies and tried to organize them in one area. The faster they could get everything put away the faster he would have time to get to know the tunnelers.<br><br>He stopped what he was doing and stood up as the buzzing grew over head. Looking up he watched as the power flowed into the base. Looking back over at the mining machines he looked to see if there was any sigh that they were being charged but from where he was he could not make out enough detail. He went back to what he had been doing until the airlock finished cycling threw and he stood to watch the Commander walk out without her helmet off.<br><br>Chuckling Dureke reached up and broke the seal on his helmet, if the commander of the mission had broken the seal on her suit then he was not going to spend another minute inside the bubble of his suit. Lifting the helmet off he tucked it under his arm and took a deep breath of the stale air and smiled as his mind recognized the familiar smells of engine oil, and the smell of rotten eggs brought back many memories. After he exhaled he waited for Louise to officially open their knew home. It was fitting that the she would be the one to first step foot inside the their new home. Remembering a song he quickly switched the track he was listening to over to Embrace the Martian by Kid Cudi.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 21:43:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Mars_test.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Wing Commander Louise Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main hanger, heading for Mission Control</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Laura Hicks and everyone else.</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Leading from the front</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr>I grinned and threw Major Hicks a salute in return "Now hear this!" I yelled in my parade ground voice, getting everyone's attention. "WOOOHOOOO!" I punched the air in triumph. "Ladies and Gentle men, Martians all, welcome home!"<br><br>There was general cheering and clapping and hugging and backslapping. In the midst of this, I totally ignored protocol, grabbed my girlfriend and kissed her passionately on the mouth. One thing that I had grown used to in the six months we'd been fuck-buddies was that we were exactly the same height, and kissing her was comfortable. With Henny, I'd had to bend down slightly. Henny's ghost watched approvingly from inside my imagination. <em>Caught yourself a live one, Lou.</em> I giggled softly. That was my subconscious talking, not Henrietta McNee's ghost. But it felt good to think she was here, watching and approving of what we did.<br><br>Just then I heard a faint sound in my helmet and patched the suit comm through to my implant.<br><br>"Franklin? This is Command Six", I replied, slightly irritated, and using my civilian call sign. "Weren't you told to stay in the garage? What the fuck are you doing down there? ... Atmosphere is within tolerances. If you're fixing the scrubbers, then I'll take back my reprimand, it smells like bad eggs. Most likely a leak in one of the sulphur based scrubs. Fix it and I'll promote you on the spot!"<br><br>I giggled as I cut the link, and returned to my interrupted kiss, which was causing some interest amongst the other twenty three colonists. (The remainder would be heading down on shuttles two and three in two batches of 25).<br><br>Finally I pulled away and with a blush and a giggle, bowed ironically to the smattering of applause and then headed for the elevator.<br><br>I pressed the call button and with a satisfying "ding" the door slid open. A robotic voice, a pleasant contralto, announced "Garage level. Going Down".<br><br>"Going to have to disable that",&nbsp; I growled. I turned to the crowd. "Keep your suits on and your helmets handy for now." I ordered. We don't know what we'll find. Maintenance has already identified a problem, and are working on it. Remember the place has been on ice for thirty years. The low gravity takes getting used to. So, lets take things slow, go systematically, get things working and fix what isn't, and then we can have a big old party in the Snickers Bar, level two of the main dome!"<br><br>The snickers Bar? Really? 3M2 had been here for a year and eight days. They had arrived to a small under ground dome. By the time they left the base was as we found it, with only the addition of the new excavation that 3M3 had started. 3M2 had named the bar. Someone had clearly wanted to call it the Mars Bar and had been overruled by others who had thought that too obvious. So it became named for the Mars Confectionery Company's second best selling product.<br><br>An urban legend had it that the CEO of Mars Ltd (as opposed to MarsCorp) had received a telephone call from the 3M2 Comms operator, asking him if they could use the name and he had replied "Sir, it would be an honour".<br><br>I stepped into the lift, holding it for others. when it was full I pushed the button for level 4. Levels 2 and 3 were also pressed by a couple of the engineers. Me, I was heading for the Command Centre (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148917.msg6750409#msg6750409).
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diingo</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 21:51:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/Marcus_Grimm.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Marcus Grimm</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Sqn Leader Jack Monroe, Prof. Alon Gadi, Micah Armstrong - the scientist staff</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Reporting in</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Marcus listen intently on what Professor Alon Gadi had to say before he mentioned the animal geneticist. He was about to step up when Wing Commander Louise Cotter welcomed them all home. He didn't cheer but he clapped and smiled. They were the ones who would make up the frontier of mankind. He removed his helmet and took a deep breath of air as he felt the rotten eggs. He winced but ignored it, before he reached into his pocket and withdrew his cap, placing it in its usual way. Now he was whole again.<br><br>He walked over to Alon and smiled widely. "Marcus Grimm reporting in, professor."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 21:58:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lt. Commander Laura Allecia Hicks</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Louise Cotter, other PC's </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Smoochin' and movin'.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura was mildly surprised by the kiss, but automatically returned the passionate lip lock with gusto. Laura Hicks had never been the shy type and a PDA was low on her list of taboos. she pulled her friend and lover in as close as the bulky suits would allow and slipped her as much tongue as she could manage in something that had become formiliar over the months proceeding the departure from Earth.<br><br>Laura did utter a "Gonna kill someone." when the kiss was interrupted, but as soon as that little detail was over, the navy officer assaulted Lou with another passion filled kiss for several more seconds.<br><br>She laughed at the sounds of the crowd and almost as if they had rehearsed it, bowed with Lou and slipping her arm through the settlement Co's, slipped into the lift for the ride down. First, the command center, then some administrative duties and then Laura intended to cash in on nearly 6 months of celebacy in as thorough of a manner as she could manage... She leaned close to Lou, "I hope you had your Wheaties this morning." in a tone just loud enough for her friend to hear.<br><br>Moving to: topic=148917.msg6751177#msg6751177]Command Center[/url]
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iamaponyprincess</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 22:24:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8y2KUFnFqLU/TpDEARktEyI/AAAAAAAAD9U/zGcL_SxbVlA/s1600/clearglasses.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Bianca Myers</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> The nerds</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Being grumpy</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Bianca is solemnly gazing upon people going around and busying themself with them machines. While she has been standing with other members of scientific team (even though she is no scientist herself, just a dentist), listening commanding voice of The Professor and waiting for a moment she could start her work.<br><br>And everything started so well: flight aboard the space shuttle, first steps on a surface of Mars... Of Mars, goddamit! So much to see, so much to do... A real adventure! Like in them sci-fi novels of old! But nooo. One of the nerds must have noticed her spacing out (Get it? Space-ing! Hahaha... It was so bad...) and pulled her inside by the sleeve.<br><br>"<em>I've got a ticket to the moo...</em>" - she stops the song playing inside of her head (literally). It is a good song, one of her favourite, and very appropriate (with the exception of "moon" part), but listening it for about 100 times can make any song terribly boring.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 22:50:21</strong>
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				<strong>Character name:</strong> Matheus Haddad<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hanger<br><strong>With:</strong> Whoever is present<br><strong>Doing:</strong> Waiting for the facility to come online<br>________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>Matheus found a spot in the hanger to sit down at, using a few storage crates for a chair as he patiently waited for the facility to come online. As he sat there he wondered silently when the actual exploration aspect of this mission was going to take place. The recruiters had certainly played that part up but it was much like his time in the military where it was more <em>Hurry up and wait</em> then anything else. <br><br>He was eager to head out onto the surface but despite the eagerness to do something else, anything else, he knew it was much more practical to get the facility online and get the infirmary in working order. Who knew when any injury could happen. Someone could easily flip a vehicle and break some bones. It might have also helped if he had gone to start up the reactor but he also had an odd aura about him when he was around complicated machinery like that. The kind that would constantly make it glitch and refuse to work despite there being nothing wrong with it. <br><br>Still, his dark brown eyes wandered the hanger, watching the others that were present with equal parts curiousity and boredom in his heart. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 01:33:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Lowest level of the Maintenance and Engineering section, primary life support equipment room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Possibly Abs (was waiting for the player to post, became bored, sorry will edit as necessary)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Swearing at machines till they decide to behave themselves</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><em>"Franklin? This is Command Six", I replied, slightly irritated, and using my civilian call sign. "Weren't you told to stay in the garage? What the fuck are you doing down there? ... Atmosphere is within tolerances. If you're fixing the scrubbers, then I'll take back my reprimand, it smells like bad eggs. Most likely a leak in one of the sulphur based scrubs. Fix it and I'll promote you on the spot!"</em><br><br>There was just the hint of a giggle before the comm was cut.<br><br>Julie nodded to herself. "Yup. One of those days."<br><br>She took a few minutes to strip off the suit and change into&nbsp; normal clothes that she had brought stored in the suits thigh pouches. You couldn't wear too much in one of the suits. It was cold in the basement, yet she was used to that having been aboard ship over half her life.<br><br>She then turned to the bank of machines, nodded, turned back to one of the bank of tool closets behind her, selected a pair of mutitools and a multimeter and turned to have a look at the scrubbers, which were of course right up the other end of the room. "She's right though. It does smell bad."<br><br>Ten minutes later Julie had found the problem. One of the baffles had blown and taken several non return valves with it. This had bypassed a good portion of the sulphur scrubber entirely. It looked like it had just happened, a result of the sudden change in state and temperature from firing the whole place up straight from deep cold. "Would be useful to warm the room up first of course, but does anyone think of these things? Do they hell." Muttering wasn't however going to replace the baffle or reset the valves. Julie headed back to the supplies on the shelves next to the tool lockers and then grabbed the tools she would need before heading back.<br><br>The actual repair went fairly quickly, she took a little extra time to change out the filter, clean and re-grease all the parts of the device and prime the cartridges before correcting the routing issue. An hour of maintenance was better than a day and a half or more of cure after all.<br><br>She then watched the thing cycle for a good five minutes, looking for signs of early failures. If she had somehow messed up this was the time it would show.<br><br>Finally satisfied she keyed her com again, "Maintenance - Franklin - Sulphur scrubber is fully re-engaged, should take a while but the air should clear. Moving on to look at other failures in minor systems down here."<br><br>Collecting up every tool and every part that she had replaced, Julie moved back to one of the small workbenches and left the stuff there while she wandered off to look at some of the other pieces of kit that were showing no lights, red lights or orange lights.<br><br>"Hello pump. What's your issue then eh?"<br><br>Julie tended to talk while she worked, and if there wasn't a flesh and blood living soul around to converse with, a one way conversation with a pump was better than nothing...<br><br>She ran the minicomputer on the pump through its diagnostics and everything checked out fine. Not that then. Shutting the thing down completely she unlatched and lifted the main case and had a look inside. Everything looked fine there, nothing untoward, she manually cycled the main piston and its action was smooth, uninterrupted and well lubricated.Which thought brought a smile to her face...&nbsp; There was no obvious wear beyond what would be expected and normal.<br><br>The main case closed again, re-latched, she used her implant to log into the minicomputer and uploaded the full fault diagnostics to her implant. The only failure appeared to be this one, otherwise it had functioned fine without maintenance since its installation. The key phrase there to Julie's mind being 'without maintenance'. Still, it did appear to be in good order.<br><br>"You are fine, stop messing about." She told the pump in a world weary tone, and re-booted the minicomp that ran it. The pump was back up and running a few moments later. Computer problem. The mechanics were fine. Typical.<br><br>And so the day wore on. Within an hour and a half Julie had all bar two of the machines in the room going again. Of the other two one had not been properly winterized before it had been shut down and abandoned and part of the casing had cracked under pressure. The on board sensors had reported the error and shut it down immediately to prevent possible catastrophic failure. The other was a small and extremely recalcitrant pump that fed one of the carbon filters. Neither were vital and could wait. It was time to head back upstairs and see how much trouble she was in for trying to do her job. That thought brought a smile to her face. There were persistent rumours about the sorts of 'trouble' young women would find themselves in with the CO.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 01:40:59</strong>
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				<em>The public address system crackles to life:<br><br>"Attention all personnell, this is the base commander. As you are all aware, on the previous mission there were six people killed. One of them happened to be very dear to me. The reason for the accident is not important right now. The reason they died is. THEY WERE NOT WEARING THEIR ENVIRONMENT SUITS! The base is NOT secure. If there is a leak in a section and someone opens a hatch to that section, the entire base could decompress.<br><br>"You will ALL put your environment suits back on NOW! Anyone found NOT wearing an environment suit in ten minutes time will be arrested and put on a charge!<br><br>"That is all".</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 01:57:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Lowest level of the Maintenance and Engineering section, primary life support equipment room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Possibly Abs (was waiting for the player to post, became bored, sorry will edit as necessary)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Swearing at machines till they decide to behave themselves</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><em>"That is all"</em><br><br>"Bloody hell..." Julie muttered to herself, fortunately she had already set to with the de-greaser and cleaned herself up. Her dirty clothes went into one of the storage lockers, she could sort that out later. The suit wasn't so bad for putting on, they had been designed to be, the faster you could manage to don the thing the easier life was after all. Still it wasn't as if someone could make it down here fast enough to catch her right?<br><br>"Have to catch me first m'aam." She muttered, "Race you."<br><br>To be fair she did have everything back in place and all seals checked in under ten minutes from the announcement. The trick was keeping calm, and having been through so many drills practising this process it was just no longer any fun at all. By the time Julie was headed for the security door back out of Primary Life support she was once again fully kitted out, she had even re attached the 'cup' at the front with the provided micropore tape, which on reflection she likely didn't need at this stage. Still it was habit.<br><br>"If she thinks I am going to sleep in this bloody thing she has another thought coming."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kevben Battleheart</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 02:26:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/60/Lieutenant_Devlin_Painter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Devlin Painter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main Hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Whatever PC's remain</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Awaiting orders and offering Dureke aid</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>During the course of everything Devlin had kept himself quiet and inconspicuous as he could, preferring to have as little attention drawn to him. It was all a little overwheling and seemed like a dream, but even he knew dreams couldn't last for as long as their training had at the training camp in Antartica. Looking around at everything as the power came back online and listening to all that was said, Devlin merely grunted as he placed his own crate down on the ground. No one would find him breaking any of the rules anytime soon as he merely removed his helmet to get a better look at things rather than looking at it all through a piece of glass. <strong>"Lieutenant Devlin reporting in. On standby and awaiting orders."</strong> he called over the security channel and then looked around once more. Everyone seemed to be off doing their own little thing and Devlin, spotting Dureke off to the side by himself, approached the man and gave him a crisp salute, or as best a salute as he could manage considering the bulkyness of the suit. <strong>"Do you need any assitance sir? I'd be more than happy to help as I await orders."</strong> he said, standing at a relaxed attention then as he awaited for the man's repsonse.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>blakel</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 05:53:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/Professor_Dr._Alon_Gadi.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Professor Alon Gadi</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td> Heading towards the science block</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> <strong>Marcus Grimm, Micah Armstrong</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing: </strong></td><td><strong> Discussing the terraforming process</strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Once the smell had subsided, Alon took a deep breath, tasting fresh air for the first time in what felt like minutes, but had actually been several months. He knew the safety precautions and kept his suit on until the all clear for all of the stations had been given. It would be unfortunate to be caught in a sudden pressure drop unaware. He then turned to Marcus and Micah, having pulled them off to the side.<br><br><strong>"Just call me Alon. There's no reason to be so formal Marcus, we're on a new planet, there's really no reason to follow social norms like those. Anyways, the reason that I called the two of you over was to discuss the importance of your roles in the long-term future of the colony. The eventual mission, as the two of you know, is to terraform the planet, and to make it suitable for human and animal living. If there's even a possibility of some type of society developing here, it can't develop indoors. Because of this, the two of you are among the most essential personnel that we have for the long term goals of the colony.<br><br>"Because of this, I'm going to need reports from the two of you, assessing how far we've come in the process of terraforming the martian surface, and how much more of the process we have left. Micah, from you I'm going to need the highlights of the daily meteorology report, as well as weekly, monthly, and annual reports, outlining the general patterns and changes in the martian atmosphere. In addition, analyze a kilogram of martian soil each week for its composition, and send me reports like with the meteorological data; weekly with details, and then monthly and annually with general trends. If you notice anything you think is important in the data, make sure to point it out in your reports.<br><br>"As for you Marcus, you basically have the same duties, to send me reports on your process. You're going to have to tailor the animals to suit the environment, seeing as it will be slightly different from Earth's even after being terraformed. I need their optimal environments based on the chemical makeup of the atmosphere, the soil, their diet, etc. In addition, I will be sending you Micah's reports as well as reports that I'll get a botanist to write up, so that you have a theoretical environment to compare your species with. That's all for now; it should be a light day, so we'll all be able to relax later. Don't exert all of your energy today, it's only the first one. Once again, congratulations."</strong><br><br>Finishing with that, Alon made his way into the Science Block, (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148924.msg6753143#msg6753143) heading for his lab.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 07:35:30</strong>
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				<strong>Character name:</strong> Matheus Haddad<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hanger<br><strong>With:</strong> Whoever is present<br><strong>Doing:</strong> Preparing to set up the infirmary<br>________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>The announcement requiring full environmental suits had caught him off guard but he quickly sealed his helmet on. Then he lifted his left arm up to look at the dial on his wrist, checking the pressure first and then the mixture of of the rebreathing system. He was glad they were such simple devices, lord knows he didnt want to have sudden problems with his survival gear. <br><br>He was about to sit back down when the lights of the facility began to flicker and then power on completely, bringing a smile to his lips. He could finally get started with turning the barren room in the facility into a real infirmary. He had never had a chance to work in a facility that advanced, in truth even the military hospitals back in Brazil hadnt been all that amazing with their technology. Still the fact that he had spent so many years in more primitive countries caring for people made it an interesting challenge. <br><br>For the moment he picked up a clipboard and started taking inventory, making special notes for medicines that had to be stored in cooled or heated storage. They needed to be put away first. He also had to be sure to bring the emergency supplies in last, just in case a major accident happened. The last thing he needed was not being able to help someone because he couldnt get to his supplies.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iamaponyprincess</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 08:41:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8y2KUFnFqLU/TpDEARktEyI/AAAAAAAAD9U/zGcL_SxbVlA/s1600/clearglasses.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Bianca Meyrs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main Hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Matheus Haddad</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Trying to start a conversation </td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Bianca felt her mood slightly improving. After the announcement she wasn't really in a hurry to get rid of her suit, even a helmet. Maybe it was her last chance to feel herself a real Mars explorer, because, really, who would let a dentist free pass outside. But she prefered not to lose hope.<br><br>The sight of one of her colleagues busying himself with... something? He was holding a clipboard and been taking some notes. Was that a diary? Maybe he was writing down his first impressions about Mars? Anyway, Bianca was bored with all the waiting and maybe a conversation would help.<br><br>She positioned herself closer to Matheus, - <em>Hello</em>, - and tried to have look at what he is doing, - <em>Are you keeping a diary?</em> - but all she saw were names of drugs. Now she must have looked like a fool. Bianca wasn't really great with people especially when it came to starting and sustaining a conversation. It was so much easier dealing with patients, - <em>I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt,</em> - she tried to rehabilitate herself, - <em>Can I help you somehow?</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 09:29:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i420.photobucket.com/albums/pp289/guardianangel98/matheusavatar.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Matheus Haddad<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hanger<br><strong>With:</strong> Bianca Meyrs and any others that are present<br><strong>Doing:</strong> Talking and working<br>_______________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>Matheus had been in the middle of pushing aside a small storage crate when he heard the voice and looked up. His dark brown eyes wandered over her, noting how bared she looked. Much like his own situation before the power had come on. "Hello." he replied simply as he set the clipboard down on one of the crates, looking back at the nearly dozen storage containers before his eyes wandered back toward her. <br><br>"Im just planning how to pack everything together when the infirmary is ready. Some things need to be stored immediately, other things we need access to at all times...its a complicated process so I was taking notes and making plans." he replied. He let the thoughts linger for a moment before he reached into his pack and took out a roll of green duct tape, tossing it to her. "If you're bored you can help mark the emergency supplies. We have to be sure they're the last things to move into the infirmary. Someone could need a splint on a broken limb or stitches for a gash any minute so we want them on hand at all times, not buried with other equipment."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iamaponyprincess</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 13:29:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8y2KUFnFqLU/TpDEARktEyI/AAAAAAAAD9U/zGcL_SxbVlA/s1600/clearglasses.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Bianca Meyrs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main Hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Matheus Haddad</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Being altruistic </td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Bianca shrugged and immediately got down to business: everything beats standing in the middle of hanger and waiting for a moment <em>They</em> invite her inside.<br><br>- <em>So...</em> - she attempted to do some small talk while marking her first crate, - <em>How do you find Mars? Imagine,</em> - she stood up lost somewhere inside her imagination, - <em>our new home is another planet!</em> - she remembered about her duties and proceeded to the next crate, - <em>I am sorry, I'm just so excited...</em> - she started mumbling, - <em>And all this waiting while there,</em> - she pointed her finger at hanger gate, - <em>is whole new world, is just driving me insane.</em><br><br>Bianca decided to continue her work in silence, clearly embarrassed by her sudden outburst.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 15:44:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i420.photobucket.com/albums/pp289/guardianangel98/matheusavatar.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Matheus Haddad<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hanger<br><strong>With:</strong> Bianca Meyrs and any others that are present<br><strong>Doing:</strong> Talking and working<br>_______________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>"Mars is very similar to my time in Kenya, the Chinese wilderness, and the Amazon. Near infinite chance for adventure and exploration. Im excited to see what we'll discover on this planet. About Mars and about ourselves." he replied, a clear smile on his face as he walked over to a set of crates and labled them as equipment. "That's to say nothing of all the new challenges we're going to be faciing but for now we have jobs to do. There will be time enough to seek out the desires when the facility is completely operational."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Montagne</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 16:47:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Sqn Ldr Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td> Main Airlock</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Science team</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Leading the way to the science block.</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>Jack heard his lover over the private comms channel. He sighed... <em>Guess it's time to take the plunge.</em> "Fine...Get us both a room. but I don't want it filled with frilly bit's and stuffed bunnies!" A joke he made, knowing what a tomboy she was at heart. "And stop calling me Mr Sourpuss!" He laughed down the microphone, before he saw the rest of the team assembling. Jack handed over direction to Professor Gadi, taking a seat on one of the crates as he waited for the power to return. He seemed to be getting the people organised well enough, and didn't want to have to encroach if he didn't need to; he shared the view that this was a civilian mission, unlike some of his military comrades. He joined the cheer as maintenance bay burst into life, the lights flickering on along with the fans that circulated the air. He kept his helmet on. He had been in enough low atmosphere combats over his life to know it wasn't worth taking chances. He picked up the crate with his good arm, pointing to the lift. "Shall we Professor." He led the way to the lifts, heading to the science block.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/Micah_Armstrong.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Micah Armstrong</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>About to enter the facility</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Marcus Grimm, Alon Gadi and the other scientists</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Being briefed.</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>Micah nodded to the Israli professor. "With any hope I can get the equipment up and running in a few hours. Then you'll have mars' first weather report!." He tapped the box to show it was of full of equipment for the sensor relays. "I'll be sure to get it into your hands by the evening." When the room hummed back into life and he saw people removing their helmets without exploding he was quick to join them, getting chills as he adjusted to the temperature. "You'd think after a year in Antartica I would be used to it by now." He complained to Marcus jokingly, before he heard the commanders voice over the intercom. He dropped the box he was carrying, scrabbling to put his helmet back on. "Fuck that happening to me." He grinned, before following after the rest of the scientists.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diingo</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 19:57:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/3e/Marcus_Grimm.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Marcus Grimm</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main hanger, moving towards the Science block (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148924.0)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Alon Gadi, Micah Armstrong, rest of the scientist team</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Putting his helm back on</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Marcus scratched his head. "Yeah, sorry 'bout that, Alon. I guess this whole thing is getting to me." He said before he heard the commander and swiftly put his helm back on. After that, he listened to Alon's instructions and nodded eagerly.<br><br>"I will see to it. As soon as I get the crates I will look them over to see if any specimen has been damaged. I will bring you my report as soon as I can." He said with a smile before he moved towards the research facility.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/03/Daniel_Storm.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Daniel Storm</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>In the main hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Currently alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Heading towards the maindome</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Daniel saw Marcus go along on his mission and he decided to check out his own facilities. He was in charge of the cooking and he would make sure everything was to his liking. That and the fact that his fellow Swede might already be in the kitchen. He had always had a good eye towards Zana Karlsson and he was eager to see her again after the long flight to Mars.<br><br>With that, he shook a few hands and patted a few backs before he made his way towards the Main dome. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=149004.0)<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 21:40:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Arriving back in the main hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone still in the main hangar (Most folks I think)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Looking pleased with herself and feeling invincible</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Julie stomped back into the main hangar, the big bulky environment suit looking more than a little ridiculous on her tiny form. She glanced around looking for other members of her department. Didn't see anyone.<br><br>Oh well, can't find your head of department you either have to go with your own imitative and look for things that need doing or sit somewhere obvious and wait for orders.<br><br>Julie had been ordered back into her suit, from which was possible, yet really, really annoying and time consuming to do any real work. Especially when you are tiny and the suits are quite large and bulky.<br><br>So she took up residence for now on top of one of the many crates that had been brought in from the shuttle and took to reading the latest Robert Wilson novel on her suits multi function display mounted on the left forearm while she waited for something to happen. She was several repairs up the day already and the sulphurous smell was definitely going to clear in time.<br><br>Then she remembered the threat of a promotion, promotion to what exactly? There wasn't really anything to promote her to, which was a good thing in her opinion. Promotions meant more paper to push around and people to shout at, tended to take you away from the real fun of fixing things.<br><br>No, it had to have been one of the C.O.'s little jokes. Julie found herself wondering about the noise on the wire about the C.O. what was true and what as fiction. This was followed by a little shrug, it really didn't matter. There was the work and there were friends to be made and there was leisure hours. What could they do, fire her?<br><br>Smiling Julie went back to reading her book. She could, yes, just have uploaded the whole thing directly to her head. Only Julie was of the old fashioned opinion that this wasn't any fun at all and showed a lack of commitment to a piece of work. It was like remotely logging in to a mini-comp to check the diagnostics and logs instead of going over to the device in question and manually inspecting it for damage, wear and tear and signs of impending failure. The sensors were good, yet they didn't have a 'feel' for machines. The 'feel' of things was important to Julie.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 23:09:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>The PA Crackles to life again: "Ladies and gentlemen, the base is secure. We are at Emergency Condition Five, Code All Clear. You may NOW take your suits off. Don't loose them, you'll need them for the little trips to the surface that Major Hicks is organising!<br><br>"Repeat, get out of those sweaty suits and get on wit the job. That is all!"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SanguinePuppet</strong> on <strong>13-08-2012, 23:14:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.starscolor.com/images/michelle-trachtenberg-06.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Miranda Lockheart</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main airlock and getting to the hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Anyone in the area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting with anyone who is in the area.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>The young doctor stumbled her way through the airlock, taking her fingers and brushing the hair out of her way. <em>Sometimes I wonder why I signed up for this. This is seriously very uncomfortable.</em> She stumbled into the main hangar and looked around for anyone in the area. <br><br>"Hey, everyone!" She waved universally to anyone who heard her greeting. As she took her steps forward, her eyes wandered around the hangar. This was the moment she had been waiting for for so long. The dreams that children have about traveling the stars. Now, it's finally happened. The colony on Mars had greeted her in all of it's glory. Now it's time to make history and Miranda would have her stake in it. <br><br>It seems that there was something happening, because as she got out of the airlock. A PA message said that everyone could remove their suits so it seemed she had made it just in time.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frelance</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 04:19:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0c/Dureke_Voronkov.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dureke Voronkov</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>In the Hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Juliet and the others in the hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Bringing in kit from the shuttle</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Dureke looked up as Devlin approached him. "Sure some help would be appreciated." He stopped what he was doing and looked at his helmet as he heard the Commander ordering everyone back into their suits. He slipped his helmet back on and sealed it. "I could use come help getting some of the engineering equipment down to the second level." He grabbed three of the containers out of the pile he had divided from the rest of the crates that were left in the hanger. "Once that is done as long as you are still willing to help we should move everything closer to the elevators. Just so we have the space cleared if its needed." He headed for the elevator and had just set down the containers inside and got three more piled in with them when the commander came over the pa again letting everyone know they could take their suits off. Smiling to himself he cracked the seal on his helmet but left everything else on for the time being. If there was the possibility of heading outside again he was going to make sure he stayed close to the hanger.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 04:47:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> All the others in maintenance </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting everyone</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>She spotted Juliet reading a book it looked like. She grinned as she saw the book she was reading. She tapped the woman on the shoulder and plopped down beside her. "Getting a feel for the place to are you? Or enjoying a good read? Both are fun!" she said, thoughtfully leaning back against the wall nearby. She hadn't taken off her suit yet, given that they'd recently been told not to. Though again, another message had crackled over the comms telling them they were now good to go. "It's pretty amazing.....by the way my name is Abs. I also go by Abby if you like." she smiled, holding out her hand.<br><br>"So what is it you were brought here for?" she went on, looking up at the ceiling. "I'm here for the maintenance. I guess I've always liked getting my hands dirty and building/fixing/tearing down all that stuff. It's quite enjoyable." she said, turning to face her new companion. "If I'm bugging you feel free to tell me to shove off, won't hurt my feelings any." she grinned. It's true, she was pretty tough despite her friendly nature.<br><br>She soon saw Dureke accepting help for clearing things around. "Looks like something to do at last!" she grinned. "Well, I'm gonna go help him out a little, care to join me?" she asked, hopping off the crate and looking up at Juliet.<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 04:57:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>A meetin' and a greetin'</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone still in the main hangar, most especially the lovely Ady</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting to know the rest of the team</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Julie smiled "Hey, ah wait a second, Abbey? Maintenance? You are on the engineering team? Oh!" the tiny woman exclaimed, "Abigail Carter! Yeah, your name is on the roster, we're colleagues. I'm Julie Franklin the other minor mechanical functionary on the first drop." She explained, "And you are not bugging me, at all. Really. Thanks for coming over to say hello." She set about unlatching her helmet and gloves and hung them on the attach points on the suit before jumping down off of her crate and moving to walk with Abs over to help out with moving things about. <br><br>Julie really was very short, with her helmet off and her off of the box it was just even more glaringly obvious, she had to be a little under five feet, in the bulky environment suit she looked quite ridiculous.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 05:10:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> All the others in maintenance </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting everyone</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abby winced at the sound of her full name. She couldn't stand hearing it. "Just Abs or Abby....I...I really hate my name." she said, managing a smile. Julie probably didn't know any better and she'd let it slide this once. She smiled at the idea of having another colleague to talk to. "I hope you don't mind that I'm terribly messy but I assure you, there's always a method to my madness." she said nodding. She saw Julie taking off her suit, and decided she might as well join in and take hers off too. She set her gear in the appropriate spot and walked over with Julie to see what else needed to be moved.<br><br>She approached Dureke and the other talking with him, Devlin, she tried to recall if that was right. "You fellas need any help?" she asked, brushing some hair behind her ear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frelance</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 06:02:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0c/Dureke_Voronkov.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dureke Voronkov</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>In the Hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Devlin, Abs and Julie in the hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>organizing kit</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Dureke pressed the button to hold the doors open as he moved over a bit to see who had approached him and Devlin. "The more help I can get the faster I get to check out the worms over there." He gestured over to the tunneling machines. He took a step back so the elevator doors could close after waiting a respectable amount of time to hear what they might want to say but the elevator was already full so as the doors closed he hit the button for the second floor. Once the doors open he hit the first light switch he found before taking the containers out and staking them near by before he stripped off his suit and pulled on a black t-shirt and a dark blue pair of overalls. He tied the upper half around his waist and stepped back into the elevator with his suit in his arms except for the boots that he still wore. When the doors opened again he walked out and set his suit down out of the way before going over to Abby and Julie. "I am Dureke by the way." He held his hand as he tried to put a names to their faces.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 06:19:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> All the others in maintenance </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting everyone</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abs quickly set to work helping move things where they needed to go. She saw him nod over at the worms and got a bit excited. "If it's possible could I check one of them out too? Just for fun?" she asked excitedly. She wanted to go on one and explore at some point. She smiled as he held out his hand, putting her own at as well. "Nice to meet you, the name is Abs. Or Abby. Anything else might get you a punch to the face." she chuckled good naturedly. She was wearing black pants and a fairly scant top but it worked for her. She liked to be able to move, even though sometimes Jack wished she'd wear more clothes at times. She didn't see a reason for it. "So, since that elevator is full what else can we do to keep things moving? I still have to go claim a room." she said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 06:26:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Helping to lug stuff about</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> The lovely Abs and the charming Dureke</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Pointing out Maintenance should check stuff out before playtime</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"Oh we will check them out alright." Julie assured Abs, "This is Abs and I am Julie, we are the low level maintenance monkeys, which means we are the poor fools who have to crawl all over those pieces of shiny kit you covet and make certain they are not going to blow up in your face when you turn them on." This was delivered with a smile rather than a dry matter of fact tone. "Though I am personally quite looking forward to it and I have my suspicions that Aby here is too." A glance at the other woman. "Pleased to meet you Dureke, you break it we fix it." A big grin now, "So don't."<br><br>Julie really needed to have the rest of her suit off, only she was out of clothes to change into and the suits didn't allow you to wear much more than underwear, especially with the cups and stuff you had to wear in case you needed to <em>go</em> mid wear.<br><br>The clothes she had in the thigh pocket were now soiled with grease down in primary life support after the 'everyone suit up now or else spankings' incident.<br><br>Still, she could just go get them.<br><br>"Ah, I have to head back down to primary life support. I have to check a few things down there." She lied, "I will catch up with you guys again soon?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 06:34:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> All the others in maintenance </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting everyone</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abs got a gleam in her eye as she was assured by Julie they'd get their hands on the equipment. She was already going over in her mind ways to improve them. The lyrics to the song <em>Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger</em>, began to play in her head as she grinned. "I prefer grease monkeys. It sounds cooler to me than maintenance monkey, rolls off the tongue better." she said with a nod. "And she's right, we're in charge of making sure things go the way they should as far as equipment and stuff. So remember, be nice to us." she teased.<br><br>Abs turned her head as Julie excused herself. <em>I didn't hear anyone in the Medical area call for us....ahh well.</em>, she shrugged. "See ya later then!" she waved, turning back to Dureke. "So, what brings you to the red planet?" she said, moving to help him with anything he might be working on moving. She never minded getting up to help, it kept her in great physical shape.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kevben Battleheart</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 06:48:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/60/Lieutenant_Devlin_Painter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Devlin Painter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main Hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Whatever PC's remain</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Awaiting orders and talking while working</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Hearing the new announcement that they could gladly unsuit with the all clear sign, but also with the possibility of going out to explore a little of the surface it made Devlin only removed and belt his gloves. <strong>"Since I'm awaiting orders I can help until I drop dead...not that I would go about and do such a thing."</strong> he said as he set about helping Dureke getting all the things he needed as well as moving some of the other things closer to the elevators. It was heavy work, but then again if any job was worth doing then it was worth doing right the first time and he did what he thought was proper...after all it was just moving crates closer to the elevator after all.<br><br>He looked up when a pair of women came along, but he remained silent as they seemed to talk more than he, which was alright with him as he was more of a man of action rather than words, but he did pause to introduce himself to Abs. <strong>"Lieutenant Devlin Painter, US Army."</strong> he said as he went back to moving the crates and listened to Dureke talk to Abigail, the other he noted departing for somewhere else but didn't catch where it was she felt she needed to go, but he took a pause from moving the crates to look at the woman and give her a small nod. <strong>"A pleasure to remake your acquittance."</strong> he said, trying to strike up a conversation to her as well as looking over to Dureke to see wat he needed moving next since he didn't know what was his and what wasn't.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 06:58:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Primary Life Support Maintenance Section/Main hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Whoever is still around in the main hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Recovering clothes lost in the great suit incident</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Julie made short work of grabbing her, slightly grease stained, coveralls and t-shirt and headed back upstairs in the lift, changing en-route. She emerged from the elevator looking space grease monkey chic, her hair done up in a topknot. She placed her suit in one of the lockers having made sure first that she had detached the liquid waste pack and properly disposed of it. The ride down on the shuttle had not been kind on her bladder.<br><br>Feeling much more normal if still tiny and ready to face the day Julie turned to look for a familiar face, or something worthy to do around the hangar.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 07:15:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> All the others in maintenance </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting everyone</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>She smiled and shook Devlin's hand as he introduced himself. "A pleasure!" she said, with a rather impressive grip for a small woman. She couldn't help but grin as he mentioned he was in the Armed Forces. Jack served in the British forces, she certainly seemed to meet men who joined up and served their countries. Plus she couldn't help enjoying a man in uniform. "You can call me Abs or Abby, just...don't use my full name. My mother uses that and it's bad enough." she chuckled.<br><br>"This planet is something else isn't it? I can't wait to explore and really get started on working ya know?" she said, stretching a bit. She was definitely fit and made for working despite the size being an issue. She turned when she heard Julie coming back. "You changed? That's silly, just gonna get dirty again!" she teased. "At least I am, I can get clean later. In a bit we should still go check out the heating and all, make sure everything's good to go after we help Dureke and Devlin." she said, turning back to the two men.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 07:26:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Devlin, Dureke, Abs and whoever else is still in the main hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Pressing flesh and takin' names</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Julie waved off the comment about her being mucky, "I, er, was working on the life support kit down in the basement here earlier, I am already greasy." She offered a hand to Devlin, who she had to look up at, and up at, and then a little more, thought better of it and said, "It might be a little greasy, if that's a problem, best not to shake it." She offered him an apologetic smile by way of a consolation prize.<br>"Oh, Julie by the way. Julie Franklin - Maintenance and 'all things mechanical and fun, plus anything that needs a millwright' section."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Frelance</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 07:28:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0c/Dureke_Voronkov.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dureke Voronkov</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>In the Hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Juliet, Ads, Devlin in the hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>organizing kit</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Chuckling Dureke shook her hand. "Nice to meet you both. I am sure we will be working together quit a lot."&nbsp; He looked around to check and see what else needed to be moved. "Be my guest, denying a grease monkey access to the machines is like, " He paused them chuckled and pushed another crate into the elevator. "Well its just not something I can do." He looked over at the rest of the pile that sat in the hanger. "See you later Julie."<br><br>"Room?" It took him a full minute before he realized what she was talking about and just looked at the floor for a moment as he scratched the back of his head. "Right rooms. I completely forgot about them. Here lets forget about moving anything else downstairs. As long as we get everything near the elevator and out of the way it should be fine for us to leave the rest until everyone else gets time to move everything into its proper place." He kept moving everything closer to the elevator. When Devlin looked over at him Dureke pointed out a few boxes then added. "Unless I am mistaken anything with an E and a number lower than five hundred should be property of engineering but we should just get everything moved. I would make sure not to take anything that he has not looked at yet though." He pointed to Matheus. "I assume he is trying to organize supplies."<br><br>"I came to make MarsCorp a profit." He shrugged as he kept working. "I am a miner and a thrill seeker. So when I heard about the mission I applied right away." He moved a few more boxes then added. "Anyway I have never been able to get Mar's out my head since I read Blue remember Earth when I was a teen. Why did you choose to come?" He looked up as the elevator opened and laughed setting down the crate he was caring and looked Julie over. "Well you definitely look the part of a grease monkey now. So what caused the sulfur smell earlier?" He had actually liked the smell but he knew it was not the most popular smell.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 07:37:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> All the others in maintenance </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting everyone</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"Not such a bad thing. And I apologize to everyone..." she held up her hands, looking around making sure she made eye contact with everyone, "..if I get messy. I sometimes get a little......cluttered I guess is a good word for it? But I'll do my best not to make a rat's nest or anything." she chuckled. "And you're damn right, denying us access could mean a plumbing malfunction. No one wants that am I right?" she joked.<br><br>"Yeah. I may be a grease monkey but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy a nice soft bed." she nodded. "You sure?" she asked, tilting her head to the side, but shrugging a bit. "Sounds good to me, and we can always come back later too. She saw Dureke motion over to someone else she hadn't met. She wasn't sure if he was busy, but made a note to go introduce herself later. Organizing supplies was crucial right now, the last thing she needed was to distract someone and cause a ruckus. At least...right now anyway.<br><br>"Me? Well....I like to invent things. The idea of being at the ground floor for a new world is just....it's exciting as hell!" she said her eyes lighting up. "Even if it's just a footnote in some textbook hundreds of years from now, I'll have been a part of the formation of a Martian city. I'll have helped keep something functioning so that the next generation of grease monkeys can come in and improve on that!" she was about to bubble over, but she pulled herself in a little. "Sorry I can get a little excited!" she laughed, blushing a bit. She smiled at Julie, she wasn't going to go change just yet. Her clothes would probably get dirty but she didn't see a point in changing until later. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 07:44:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Devlin, Dureke, Abs and whoever else is still in the main hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Being a social monkey with extra added grease</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Julie blinked, "Me? Oh, I like to fix things? Its in my blood. I grew up on ships in the UK Merchant Navy and would hang around the workshops, partly because I really do love fixing things and the smell of burning metal, but mostly because it kept me out of trouble. It just sort of grew from there. I wound up doing mech eng at uni and then going on to doing all the millwright stuff, worked for a while on the docks in Southampton England, found that deadly dull and jumped on another ship. Then this invite came through to join this shindig and well, who in their right mind would turn this down?" She glanced around at everyone, a smile on her face, "So now I am on another planet. I will say that again. Now I am on another planet. Just one more time? Okay. Now I am on another planet and I have plenty of fun things to fix, repair, mill and machine and generally play with." A sly smile, "And eye candy everywhere. Bonus." A knowing glance over at Abs.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 08:08:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> All the others in maintenance </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting everyone, helping move equipment</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abs smiled as she listened to Julie's explanation. She couldn't help but smile at her, her exuberance making her even more adorable. She felt the same way, but she'd let loose later once she knew people better. She tended to frighten others off with her enthusiasm. She heard the eye candy comment and saw Julie's gaze on her, blushing a little. "Y...yeah...." she said a bit bashful. She knew she only had eyes for Jack as far as men went, but she still appreciated the female form.&nbsp; She tended to be a bit shyer when it came to flirtation with girls on the whole but did enjoy her flirtations. "I'd have to agree." she grinned playfully, but bashfully turned quickly to the men again. "Here's hoping no one gets too distracted." she chuckled, running a hand through her hair. She'd have to get used to pulling it back in a ponytail again, she didn't want to ever have to cut it or have it pose a risk while working.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kevben Battleheart</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 08:14:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/60/Lieutenant_Devlin_Painter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Devlin Painter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main Hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Dureke, Juliet, Abs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Trying not to screw anything up</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Devlin nodded his at the word Dureke said, having not thought of that himself as he set the current crate he had down and breathed a slight breath of relief when he saw that currently all of the gear he had been moving was all currently marked with an E and marked under five hundred as he had instructed. <strong>"Though I think I'll stop, just in case."</strong> he said as he looked over at Matheus, <strong>"I honestly hope I didn't just make his job a little bit harder and hope he won't be annoyed with what we've done."</strong> he admitted with a grin and sat down on one of the crates to rest for a moment and then raised a fist in agreement to Abigails comment about distrations. <strong>"I couldn't agree more. Distractions on the job end up with lives lost needlessly. I've seen too many good men lose their lives in otherwise safe situations because they allowed themselves to be come distracted. One even managed to blow his head off with his own gun cause he didn't realize he had the safety off."</strong> he said with a sad shake of his head. <strong>"I'm gonna ensure that doesn't happen here, not on my watch."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 08:23:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> All the others in maintenance </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting everyone, helping move equipment</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abs got an unusually solemn expression as she nodded in agreement. Carelessness led to lives lost, and she wouldn't let it happen either. "Well I'm glad to know that you're around to keep things in line." she nodded, patting Devlin on the shoulder firmly. She smiled. "But I was also teasing a little." she winked playfully. "I might be a trouble maker at times but I can assure you, I'm always very careful." she rubbed her left side a bit bit thoughtfully. If anyone chose to look, they'd see a faded but still noticeable up close scar above her hip. "I learned that a long time ago." she grinned, returning fully to her playful self.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 08:51:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/Dr._Julia_Stanton.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Julia Stanton</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Chief Engineer's Office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Currently alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Checking systems</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Dr. Stanton was, if anything, a person for whom most people got to know fairly well.&nbsp; She was just that way.&nbsp; She'd headed for her office first thing upon learning main power was online because she wanted to check the other systems and begin a complete diagnostic.&nbsp; The computer on her desk hummed gently as it processed the various feeds from sensors scattered around the base, checking them against baseline values.&nbsp; On paper, the systems should meet certain specifications, but those specifications never stood up to the final product.&nbsp; Too many unknowns between here and there, so there were tolerances built in, usually around 5% of baseline.&nbsp; So far everything was looking good, so while the computer continued to work, Julia got on the PA. <br><br><em>I need all members of maintenance and engineering to the Chief Engineer's Office.&nbsp; I need all members of maintenance and engineering to the Chief Engineer's Office.</em><br><br>While that happened, the all-clear came in and she shed her suit.&nbsp; She was wearing a standard navy blue jumpsuit underneath, and she waited for the others to arrive while she sat back down and watched the diagnostics complete themselves, getting almost entirely green across the board, though one or two yellows.&nbsp; Honestly, though, they were probably either faulty sensors or minor leaks.&nbsp; The system would sort itself out eventually, or kill them all in their sleep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 08:57:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> All the others in maintenance </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting everyone, helping move equipment about to head to Chief Engineer's Office</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abs looked up, hearing the call for all of them to meet up. "Guess it's time to go meet the boss eh?" she said, throwing an arm around Julie playfully before letting her go. "I guess I'd better go make nice with my boss, anyone who's coming with come with now!" she said, waving to everyone who wasn't required to come and making her way to the the office. As she walked about she took in her surroundings, already working to learn her way around. She planned to find any schematics she could so she could review them until she knew this place inside and out from the tip top of the buildings they used to the lowest floor where the janitorial stuff lay.<br><br>She soon arrived at the door on level three and knocked cheerfully. She didn't look too professional but better she be seen as she was going to be seen as opposed to putting on a front.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 09:46:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Lena_Kristin_Holtzmann.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lena Holtzmann</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Block</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Going 'home'</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Coming from the quiet and calm Control Centre (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148917.msg6758088#msg6758088), the maintenance block was a bit of a shock for me. I really didn't like crowds, especially when I didn't feel comfortable myself yet. This place was buzzing with people and I struggled to even find my gear. Some told me they had moved it away to make room for other stuff and still boxes and crates were lurched around. Some people still had their suits on, too busy to take them off, others had taken it off and 'carefully' put them against the walls of the structure. Between all the white suits, my orange suit wasn't hard to find but it was buried under my bag and suitcase. I would have to let it check for leaks. Curses. A normal civilian had no business going outside and thus only needed their suits in case of an emergency. When there was an emergency in the reactor, I would have to go there pronto, without having to worry if my suit was alright. One tiny tear in it and this whole place could end up in a pile of green glow radiation waste. <br><br>I took the suit and draped it over my suitcase and took my bag and drove it to Habitat 1 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=149009.msg6758177#msg6758177) to check out my new home. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iamaponyprincess</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 11:01:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8y2KUFnFqLU/TpDEARktEyI/AAAAAAAAD9U/zGcL_SxbVlA/s1600/clearglasses.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Bianca Meyrs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main Hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Matheus Haddad</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting her body ready </td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>As soon as she heard an announcement, Bianca stood up and finally got rid of her environmental suit: as much as she liked feeling (and looking) like a seasoned space wolf, it wasn't the most comfortable set of apparel. Now she was wearing pale-blue tracksuit.<br><br>- <em>Looks like I'm done,</em> - she carefully put her suit on one of marked crates, - <em>So...</em> - she looked around, - <em>Shouldn't we carry all of this to infirmary now? I think we must get ready to examine all the colonists,</em> - she giggled shyly: colonists - Bianca certainly loved the sound of it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Brandon</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 14:56:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i420.photobucket.com/albums/pp289/guardianangel98/matheusavatar.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Matheus Haddad<br><strong>Location:</strong> Main Hanger and heading to the science labs<br><strong>With:</strong> So many people I couldnt name them all<br><strong>Doing:</strong> Talking and working<br>_______________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>As others from the expedition flooded in Matheus made an attempt to great them, giving his name as Doctor Matheus Haddad so people had an idea of who he was. Those who were concious of international news would probably recognize his name from articles about a miracle worker somewhere in the most remote areas of earth although he never drew attention to that fact. <br><br>With the facility online he nodded slowly at Bianca's question, pointing to one of the carts for storage crates. "You're right. I want the infirmary ready as soon as possible and frankly we need it up and running as soon as possible. Lets load these carts and head over to the science lab. Were on the third floor I think." He looked back and offered a smile to everyone else in the hanger as he spoke clearly. "If people are bored we could use a hand or you can go about your business."<br><br>With that he loaded up a half dozen storage crates onto a push cart and headed toward the science labs. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 15:59:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main hangar to lift to Chief engineer's office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Abs and Boss Lady Julia.</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Answering the call to action</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>When Abs slid her arm around her shoulders Julie looked surprised, then pleased, her own arm finding its way around Abby's waist. For the brief moment they walked together in this manner she had a very slight extra bounce in her step. "Her masters voice." Julie agreed in a mock solemn tone.<br><br>Julie followed Abs into the lift and down to the office, standing to her left and just very slightly back as the taller girl knocked and waited for a response from the big boss lady. This should prove interesting.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 16:35:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/Dr._Julia_Stanton.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Dr. Julia Stanton</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td> Third level of the Maintenance and Engineering section, Main Reactor Control</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Abigail Carter and Juliet Franklin</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting her staff</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"Come in," came the voice from the other side of the door when the girls knocked.<br><br>Upon entering, they would find a brown haired young woman with a pair of slim glasses resting on her face, scribbling a few notes in a notebook when they arrived.&nbsp; She smiled warmly and said, "Come on in girls," before standing up and offering her hand to the two of them, then gesturing to the chairs in front of her desk.&nbsp; They were small and not really comfortable, but that's because they were still getting things set up and moving.<br><br>Once they sat down, Julia sat back and put one leg over the other, smiling, then said, "Well, I think I wound up with the cutest maintenance crew this side of Olympus Mons."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 16:48:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Big Boss Lady's office (Chief Engineer's office)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Big Boss Lady Julia, Abs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Establishing a rapport</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Julie, having shook hands and generally pressed flesh, took the seat offered, her legs not quite reaching the ground and swinging free.<br><br>The 'cute' comment, coupled with the slightly suggestive, at least to Julie's reasonably twisted mind, word 'mons' caused a small amount of blushing and an attempt to not smile by sucking on her lips.<br><br>"I have been down to primary life support in this section. Things were in pretty good shape, I had to re-start a few things, repair and replace a few others, I will have a full report to you soon. There were two things I couldn't fix immediately nothing vital, a backup pump and a cracked casing on one of the tertiary pressurization units. Hopefully the rest of the equipment will be in similarly good shape. Though I did notice that not everything down there had been properly winterized after the shut-down. They did pull out in a hurry. I would recommend going over all life support rooms in all sections starting with primaries and working down through tertiary as soon as we can."<br><br>This oral report thus delivered Julie fell silent and waited for the chewing out for starting work before she had been instructed to.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iamaponyprincess</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 19:01:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8y2KUFnFqLU/TpDEARktEyI/AAAAAAAAD9U/zGcL_SxbVlA/s1600/clearglasses.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Bianca Meyrs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Leaving Main Hanger, on the way to Science Block</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> World Famous Doctor Matheus Haddad</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Hurrying up </td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Bianca loaded the other cart with crates, put on top of them her environmental suit and bag with personal belongings. Loaded cart proved to be a little bit too heavy, but young dentist didn't want to stay here all alone (or with people who didn't seem to even notice her), so she strained herself and hurried after "doctor Matheus Haddad".<br><br>- <em>I'm Bianca Meyrs, the dentist,</em> - she was breathing heavily, but still was successful in her attempt to catch up with Matheus, even though she barely stopped speeding cart before it would collide with the wall, - <em>If you're interested of course, doctor Haddad,</em> - there were subtle notes of sarcasm in here voice. Bianca definitely heard that name before, but couldn't really remember where. Finally she decided that he is a famous doctor, and being all high and mighty is what famous people do.<br><br>But Bianca still followed him to Science Block (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148924.0).
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kevben Battleheart</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 22:59:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/60/Lieutenant_Devlin_Painter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Devlin Painter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main Hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Whoever is still there</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Heading to go claim his room</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>He merely snorted at what Abs said before she soon departed when someone over the PA called all the maintenance and engineering crew to meet and he gave her a small wave. <strong>"You're gonna find out that I'm not the type of person you should be teasing when it comes to safety."</strong> he muttered under his breath as he watched her and Julie walk away before looking over at Dureke. <strong>"I think I'm gonna go and claim my room before someone else decided to come along and take it."</strong> he said to his new acquatance and stood up with a slight stretch. <strong>"I'll see you around then, most likely when I'm duty though."</strong> he said to Dureke and then moved to where he left his helemet and other belongings and made his way to the Habitat Block 1 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=149009.0).
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-08-2012, 23:09:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Lena_Kristin_Holtzmann.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lena Holtzmann</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Block, Chief Engineer's Office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> <strong>Dr. Julia Stanton, Abigail Carter and Juliet Franklin</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Being late for the meeting</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Obviously I had heard the message for all maintenance and engineering to report to the chief engineer's office but first of all I was busy decorating my room and second of all I didn't really realize that included me at first. My double function as a civilian and military rank was getting confusing. When it did sank in though, when I start up my laptop, I immediately bolted out of my room and sprinting through the habitat, the main dome into the maintenance block. I searched for the office and then realized I wasn't wearing shoes, just my socks. <br><em>Verdammt.</em><br><br>I knocked the door and opened it and looked into the room. Three females?<br><br><strong>"Hi I was called to the meeting with the Chief Engineer."</strong><br><br>Then I remembered who she was from the training camp and although I didn't remember the other two women, if I was called to this office it had to be the meeting I was called for. <br><br><strong>"I'm sorry I'm a bit late. I was ehm.. working."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SanguinePuppet</strong> on <strong>15-08-2012, 00:58:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.starscolor.com/images/michelle-trachtenberg-06.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Miranda Lockheart</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> To Doctor Haddad and Bianca</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>helping them move equipment to the science block.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Miranda headed forward anne haphazardly loaded up a couple of the remaining crates onto the Pallat and tried to catch up to Bianca and The doctor. "Geez, you're in a hurry!" she said outline, more to hereself than the others. When she finally caught up to the rest as they headed to the science block, she introduced herself in case they didn't know her. "Hey everyone! I'm Dr. Miranda Lockheart and your local ob/gyn and pediatrician!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>15-08-2012, 02:40:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> All the others in maintenance </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Sitting in Chief Engineer's Office</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abs actually blushed a little, running her fingers through her hair. A cute little bashful quirk of hers. "You're gonna make me blush..." she said, already a little pink in the cheeks. "I managed to check out the heating area and get it all spruced up. It needed some tweaking but that's what this.." as she holds up a well used but still quite sturdy looking wrench, "..is for." She smiled proudly. "My first wrench....still good after all this time." she nods. "So far the air conditioning units are functional but it might take a little bit of time to get it just right and to make adjustable. But I'll make sure it doesn't take too long." she nodded.<br><br>The pep in Julie's step had not been lost on her, she'd been a little flirtatious. She did love Jack, but she very appreciated the female body just as much. It didn't hurt that her boss was pretty hot too. She couldn't help grinning a little. "If you don't mind though soon I have to go nab a room before they're all gone but work comes first." she nodded, turning in her seat as the door opened and another woman came in. Abs simply flashed a smile and gave a friendly wave. "Yo!" she said casually.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>16-08-2012, 13:30:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/72/Dr._Julia_Stanton.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Dr. Julia Stanton</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td> Chief Engineer's Office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Abigail Carter, Lena Holtzmann, and Juliet Franklin</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Meeting her staff</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Julia was about to start talking when the door was knocked upon and a new face poked in.&nbsp; Julia smiled to her late arrival and beckoned her inside, "Don't worry, we've all been a little busy."<br><br>Adjusting her chair a bit, Julia glanced at her three workers.&nbsp; An all female staff?&nbsp; She either was the luckiest woman on Mars or damned close to it.&nbsp; She waited for Lena to get settled before saying, "Alright, first of all, I'm glad you girls were busy right off the bat.&nbsp; I like it when people take initiative.&nbsp; I'm not going to hover over your shoulders, constantly getting in your way, none of that.&nbsp; I'm not really picky as long as you do your job right and let me know of any issues larger than an isolated incident.&nbsp; Case in point would be... say, if one of the air conditioning units had to be rebuilt from the ground up.&nbsp; If it's going to take more than an hour to fix, give me a call.&nbsp; If it's a major problem, like 'oh god oh god we're going to die', I don't care if I'm sound asleep."<br><br>Her terminal beeped, indicating a message, but she would look at it in a minute.&nbsp; "Now, in case you don't remember or never bothered to care, I'm Dr. Julia Stanton, but you can call me Julia or Chief or whatever you feel comfortable with.&nbsp; I can't say I designed most of this base but I'm one of those kinds of people that designs stuff that isn't easy for you to fix, so if you run into problems with stuff, you can just blame me I guess."&nbsp; She gave them a smile and then said, "I want you all to know that I'm proud of all of you for making it this far, to be selected to come here to Mars.&nbsp; You've done an outstanding job, and I hope to see wonderful things from all of you.&nbsp; Until otherwise stated, you won't need to be back here until alpha shift tomorrow.&nbsp; In fact..." she checked her map, "I think we can meet in the cafeteria.&nbsp; A briefing and job assignments over breakfast won't be too bad."<br><br>She sat back and crossed one leg over the other and thought, trying to remember if there's anything else she forgot.&nbsp; "Oh, and if you don't find anything to do or just get really really bored, go ahead and start taking inventory.&nbsp; I'm sure we've got all the parts shipped to us from Earth but you never know what gets lost in the mail," she said giggling, then shooed them away, "Go play girls.&nbsp; Enjoy the rest of your day.&nbsp; I'll call you if I need you back here."<br><br>While they left, Julia pulled up her message.<br><br><em>Dr. Stanton, this is professor Gadi, head of the scientific department. Unfortunately some of the equipment that was supposed to arrive with the shuttle drop was stolen, including two lasers. Though the equipment is harmless, it's possible that someone may have taken the lasers without realizing that, and may short circuit the electric systems of the base by accident. This would obviously shut down life support systems, killing all of us. If you could, please keep a lookout for any abnormal power usage on base and if you find any, report it to Chief of Security Hicks, or Commanding Officer Cotter. Also, please keep this private, there's no reason for people outside of the council to be informed on the current situation. Thank you."</em><br><br>Julia hmmed, typing a reply, <em>Professor Gadi.&nbsp; I'll keep an eye on the grid, but don't worry too much about a short killing us all.&nbsp; Every room is on a more or less independent breaker that'll trip if power shorts or overloads.&nbsp; Each individual breaker ties into a sub-station that has it's own breakers, and there are fuses to keep things from going to Hell.&nbsp; But yes, I'll keep an eye out and I told my girls to start taking inventory of the stores so we know what made it and what didn't.&nbsp; Maybe we'll find them fairly soon.&nbsp; Dr. Stanton.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>17-08-2012, 01:12:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Big Boss Lady Julia's office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Big Boss Lady Julia, Abs, Lena</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Finishing up the first official meeting of the Teeny Tiny Grease Monkey Girls Club</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><br>Julie nodded along as Boss lady Julia laid down the law as she saw it. Everything seemed fine, nothing onerous. She had met Julia a few times around training and taken a little bit of a dislike to her as she had come across as 'book learned' which in Julie's experience wasn't always a good thing. Of course that was only based on a few scant experiences and it would be interesting to see how those bore closer scrutiny. She seemed nice enough however, friendly, open even nice. The breakfast idea was interesting though Julie didn't usually eat breakfast, just a small lunch if at all then a big dinner, which tended to give nutritionists kittens, she would surely turn up to the meetings to find out her assignments. Come to that she was heading towards hunger, her little body did need fuelling up every now and again, even if she was more comfortable with long waits between pit stops.<br><br>Since they were now officially at their own leisure Julie glanced at Abs and the other girl, the late arrival, 'L' something?<br><br>"So, would either of you girls like me to treat you to dinner? I hear they have this fabulous restaurant within walking distance where they serve the most fabulous meals made of the most wonderful ingredients." Julie's teasing smile was very much in evidence.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 00:18:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				]<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Julia, Julie, Lena</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Sitting in Chief Engineer's Office about to leave</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abs chuckled a little and smiled at Julie. "I'd love to but I need to go claim a room for me and Jack. But if you'll be patient I'll meet you later?" she said, smiling a bit. "It shouldn't take me too long but I need a place to sleep, much as I love my work." she grinned. Already she was enjoying the team she was working with, and hoped to continue to do so. She already thought Julie was pretty nice, and hoped to get know Lena a little too. But somehow Lena seemed a bit quieter, and she opted to move a little slower. Not everyone appreciated her over-excitement at times.<br><br>She smiled and waved to everyone, moving to go and head towards the living area and grab a room before they all go.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 02:12:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div> <table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Outside Big Boss Lady Julia's office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Abs, Lena?</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Heading off after Abs</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Julie jogged off after Abs, "Hey, ah, I will do the same and we can use the local comm net to arrange to meet at the food trough when we have our rooms?" she offered Abs a smile, glanced back to look for Lena, then back to Abs again. "Sound crazy? I mean, we have these expensive chips in our heads, may as well use them for something other than storing terrabytes of ilicit TV shows, music, movies, books, comics and pornography right?" And there was that teasing smile again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>20-08-2012, 19:39:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/64/Lena_Kristin_Holtzmann.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lena Holtzmann</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Block, Chief Engineer's Office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> <strong>Dr. Julia Stanton, Abigail Carter and Juliet Franklin</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Being late for the meeting</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>The meeting was a bit of a surprise. Yes technically I was part of the maintenance but none of the maintenance I did would be understood by these people. Not because they were stupid, far from it, but simply because screwing some bolts or connecting some wires is something different altogether from nuclear physics. This Julia was cute though. I nodded as she ended the meeting and left the office. <br><br><strong>"Yeah let me know when you're going for dinner. I'll join you girls."</strong><br><br>I didn't know them too well yet but since we were obviously stuck together, might as well get to know them. Besides, they were both pretty cute. Maybe not as cute as the chief but still. I'd do them. Obviously I'd rather do my doctor. Good. Very good. Blushing at the thought I left Julie and Abs and made my way to the Science block.<br><br>Before I did though I composed a message and sent it to Commander Cotter.<br><br><em><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Commander I have a request I would like to talk to you about. Whenever you have time. LH </span></em><br><br>Rather than putting down my entire name, rank and title, I always signed messages or reports with my initials. When it was sent, I made my way to the science block to meet (and hopefully fuck) with my sweet doctor.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>25-08-2012, 23:00:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maintenance Hanger and Lift </td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Julia, Julie, Lena</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Sitting in Chief Engineer's Office about to leave</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abs started laughing at Julie's joking, smiling wide. "I happen to like my pornography thanks." she teased, but she thought about it. "That sounds good." she nodded with a grin. "Rooms first, then food. We can invite Lena too!" she nodded, as she walked off side by side with Julie to the habitat area (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=149009.msg6812583#msg6812583). "We can invite Lena too!" she said with a smile as they made their way to claim their rooms.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>24-09-2012, 16:51:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Control Center, Security Office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Schemeing</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>The intercom system sounded the three tone whistle that announced a base wide broadcast. <br><br>"Will Mr. Painter report to the Security Office."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>07-10-2012, 12:16:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Mars Date: 01/01/0001, 05:30:00</strong></span></div><br>The lights brightened in the corridors, even as natural daylight began to creep through the thick glass window in the main airlock. Under the surface, a lone figure straightened and cricked her back, realised she'd been up all night, and shrugged, carrying on working anyway.<br><br>Soon there would be more people, soon the base would be even more alive.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 14:15:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Mars_test.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lt Colonel Louise Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suiting up room, then moving to the hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Mjr Hicks (now we're on duty), others arriving to welcome the second shuttle (if any?)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Suiting up and supervising the others getting suited.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>I arrived with Laura from the control centre (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148917.msg7038170#msg7038170). We were just a little way ahead of the rest of the security team, and quickly suited up. It was good to see that all of them were wearing the new orange and red fatigues that I'd decided would be the uniform of the Martian Military. Part of me wondered what would happen when, in ten years from now, the plan to declare unilateral independence was implemented. Oh, MarsCorp new about it, and had dismissed it as pie-in-the-sky. Everyone had. No-one thought we could do it, but I had actually determined that, if I was still in charge by then, on the first of Gunthum 0010, Martian new Year's day, I would declare Mars to be an independent state. Of course that was ten Martian years, nearer twenty Earth years.<br><br>But that was a long way in the future. Our first Native Martians would be nine or ten by then and would be adults. I jerked my mind back to the present. People were arriving. I headed up to the hangar, opened the outer airlock door, and stepped in. Standing orders dictated that no-one, not even the base commander, could be alone on the surface. I waited for someone (hopefully Laura?) to join me, then snapped my helmet on, cycled the lock, waited for the outer door indicator to turn green and stepped out onto Mars (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148806.msg7038275#msg7038275), in a brand new day.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 15:21:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Stefan_Versatile.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Deputy Mission Commander Stefan Versatile</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suiting up</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Louise most likely Laura and others</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Readying to get out </td></tr></tbody></table><br>Having been woken by the message Stefan was wide awake when it came time to suit up for getting out, he had to be there to welcome the new arrivals, if nothing else to make sure that everything went smoothly, and he also wanted to put again faces with files and figure out how people were reacting to the new place.<br><br>When he was ready he went to door ready to go out when everyone else was. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 15:35:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hanger to suit up, then airlock to get outside.</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Lt. Col. Cotter and others</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Suiting up and meeting the newest colonist</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura had drilled with the E-suits, along with all of the Security Team, until they could be airtight, and checked, in less than 2 minutes. She took her time though and with a nod to her second, she stepped into the airlock with Louise. "Ready Ma'am?" she asked and pulled her helmet on over her head and secured the orange and red helmet to the rest of the same color patterned suit. "Comms check." she said into the suit's communications system and nodded to herself. "Ready Colonel."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>08-10-2012, 20:40:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>The Landing Strip</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> The Greeting Party</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Welcoming and getting things organized.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura switched comms again, "Hey Maintenance, we'll need some gas for the bus. Run out a hose for them."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ElizabethRayne</strong> on <strong>17-10-2012, 23:20:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.tvrage.com/news/before-new-girl-zooey-deschanel.jpg)</div><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Alessa Woodridge </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hangar then off to find her room.</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone else then alone.</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Carrying her things then unpacking.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><br>Lessa watched the dust storm from the safety of the hanger where she and the others stood. She shook the cobwebs from her brain and reminded herself just how dangerous it was here and made a note to go talk with Nigle later if anything she knew he would listen now.<br><br>Leaving the hanger then the maintence bay Lessa moved through the hallways towards the dorm areas in search of her room. A task she assumed would have been easier but eventually she was shrucking the protective suite she wore and dusting her old faded blue jeans off and straightening the simple pink button down top she wore.<br><br>"Bags" She said as was soon making sure everything was put away right and proper and her bags were folded and placed neatly under her bed. She slipped into her lab coat that had her last name embroidered in it in a dark pink and in the pocket of that coat she slipped the small wooden box that held her gold plated tools.<br><br>Something to remind her of the place the wanted to forget as silly as that was. Then she was out of her room and searching for the chow hall. Food was not a bad idea.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>20-10-2012, 21:28:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td> Maintenance Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Self</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Running hose for the buses</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abs began to unroll the hose, always taking care not to be half-assed. As mischievous as she was, she never fucked around with gas. Or explosive chemicals. Well.....only when she was experimenting. But this wasn't one of those times. As she unrolled the hose, she hooked them up, triple checking that everything was secure before she started running the gas. She stood back, kicking her feet up and keeping an eye on the gauges. This was fairly easy for her, but she was glad to be doing it. And besides, she liked getting dirty. In more ways than one.<br><br>She began to whistle, waiting for someone to come join her for the work day as she soon brought her feet back down and began to organize things like she liked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>25-10-2012, 21:04:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>The Hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Whoever hasn't moved on to their quarters</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Having a heart attack.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura wasn't use to the sensations circling in her mind as the airlock cycled down so the outter door could be opened again. She had all but forced everyone else out of the lock and into the hanger so that&nbsp; it could be decompressed again. She had secured the inner hatch herself and turned again; waiting the 2 minutes that it took to cycle through... they were far, far too long minutes for the usually confident SEAL.<br><br>As soon as the light over the outer door had blinked green, she had hauled it open and all but dragged her superior officer into the airlock, the interior of the chamber bluring with the red dust flying through the door. "Are you out of your ever loving mind?" she asked through the tightest comm link she could manage in her current mental state. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"<br><br>She absently keyed the airlock's compressor to push the toxic atmosphere of Mars back outside and bring the interior back up to pressure as she all but glared at Lousie. "I should take you over my knee this time." she said with a little shake of her finger, "We always buddy up Lou; I've seen good men get lost 2 meters from a transport in dust storms."<br><br>Laura was, even she had to admit to herself, acting out of character, but as she had just realized, Louise Cotter was a little more than just a lover to her and even the tough as nails SEAL could be shaken. "If I didn't have the hots for your ass, I would make it too hot to sit down for the next Martian month." she said sullenly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>29-10-2012, 20:25:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Mars_test.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lt Colonel Louise Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Back in the airlock</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Sweet Alycia</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Getting the door closed.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>I stepped out of the swirling rust coloured Maelstrom into a pair of arms and a berating voice that told me basically that I was the most important person on the base, not in any way that MarsCorp might intend, but to one specific person, who was the most important to me.<br><br>"I'm fine, darling, I'm fine." I didn't care who heard me on the open channel. "I know. But you were already inside, and damn but that came down so effing fast! Anyway, this is why the military are still in charge, because we have the tech to get us out of shit like that. You counted everyone in, yes? If there's anyone else out there we need to get a search party roped and out now!"<br><br>When Laura assured me that I was last in, I sighed with relief and then looked at the lights on the inner door which suddenly changed from a steady orange to a flashing orange. "Shit! Pressure wont equalise. There's dust jamming the outer door open. De-pressurise the lock again, we don't want to waste air".<br><br>I waited until the pressure was just above Martian surface pressure and then overrode the outer door. It slid open with a whoosh, the overpressure blowing the dust away from the lock for just long enough for me to run a finger around the seal. "Close it!" I ordered and snatched my hand out of the way as the door slid shut.<br><br>This time the lock cycled correctly and we spilled gratefully out into the hangar.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>29-10-2012, 23:37:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Airlock and hanger area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Lt. Col. Louise "hotpants" Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Entering the Hanger</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura swore as the outer hatch refused to seal and moved to the controls and started an emergency decompression routine. Evacuating the airlock was relatively easy and fast, but the emergency system was in place when seconds counted as much as lives. There was of course, an emergency repreassurization routine as well, but that could be hard on both the occupants as well as the seals of the airlocks.<br><br>She felt the light pull against her suit as the door slid back and into it's recessed frame. She watched Louise's fingers and waited for the OK to reseal the hatch. The facilitie's airlocks had been built with more than 1 redundancy system, but a cracked seal wasn't something that could really be built into the system. That was what the inner lock was for. In the absolute worse case, the entire hanger could be cut off through the interior entries, but Laura was quite sure that opening the hanger at the moment would only compound the problem and take the already overworked maintenance crew more time to certify the 30 year old machinery ready for operations again.<br><br>When the go signal came over her headset, she punched the release and grabbed the inset handgrip in the door to push it closed a little faster. "I hope we don't have to do this every time we have a dust storm." she muttered and watched the indicators flip from orange to green again.<br><br>She turned back to her boss and motioned to her to open the interior door and a mischievous grin, activated a soundbyte through the messaging system of Laura's climax of the evening before, complete with a screaming "Yes!" at the end.<br><br>The brunette major pulled the inner hatch closed behind them and pulled off her helmet and frowned, "Anyone have a dust buster?" the E-suits were covered with fine grit from the storm.<br><br>She waited patiently for Louise to remove her helmet, counted to 3 and planted a big wet kiss on her bosses lips. "Don't do that ot me again Lou." she said in a whisper.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>01-11-2012, 00:04:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Mars_test.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lt Colonel Louise Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hanger</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>A very naughty Major</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Heading for brunch.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>I blushed as the cheaky bitch broadcast a sound recording of my climax, and retaliated with a security video taken in my office back on Earth, of her bent over my knee, bare bottom reddening as my right hand landed repeatedly on it. There was no sound on the vid file and I had deliberately slowed it down so every jiggle and ripple of her flesh was visible. "You want to watch those recordings, lover, they get everywhere!"<br><br>I took my helmet off, my nostrils assaulted by the tang of ozone as the oxygen caught in the Martian dust baked out of it in the warm atmosphere of the hangar. I enjoyed the kiss and assured Laura that I would be more careful in future. "But the point is, sweetheart, that we have the technology to survive that. The civs don't, which is why I was last one in and you were waiting for me in the lock".<br><br>We headed down to decon, and waited patiently while T-Rex vacuumed all the orange dust off our suits. Everything in the hangar was designed to survive in the dust, but elsewhere in the base there were things that the fine red particles would seriously screw up.<br><br>Just then, my implant pinged a message into my field of vision.<br><br><em>Commander, we have a little situation with the reactor. When you have time, meet me at the control room.</em> It came from Lena Holtzman. I remembered her message from the night before, and wondered if this could be related. A <em>little</em> situation?<br><br>I sent back: <em>No situation is little if it concerns fissionable material. I'll be getting some breakf- uh, make that brunch, and then I'll join you.</em> I didn't bother over-thinking the mistake, it got the point across that I was starving. Even base commanders need to eat.<br><br>I stripped my suit off and hung it in a locker in the suiting room, pulling on my pretty red and pink combat fatigues, talking softly to Laura as I did. "I just got a message from Holtzman. She says there's a 'little situation' - her words - with the reactor. I don't know about you, sweet, but I'm starved, so i suggest we get some brunch first and then get back to work, okay?"<br><br>And with that, I headed for the main dome and the dining room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>01-11-2012, 00:54:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hanger and Prep room.</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Louise Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Changing and going for grub.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura felt her cheeks darken and bit her lower lip to keep her jaw in place. She hadn't known that Her first spanking since she was a child had been recorded, much less that it had been in such detail. She messaged her lover with a white flag and forced her blush away. When she had her composure back, she sent a quick message, "Just don't let our children see that; I still feel the sting and hear the smack... gets me wet." She grinned a little and went down to decom, paitingly waiting for the cleaning. "Make sure that anything that comes through outside of a seal container is clean T, This stuff can get into anything."<br><br>As she pulled off the bulky suit and stowed it away, she glanced at Lou, "I'm in love with you Lou." she said softly and winked at her. "Remember that when I get hit with 6 months of PMS, ok?"<br><br>She glanced down at the hickies on her breast and sighed softly. She was relieved that the BDU blouse wasn't lightweight material and got dressed quickly, "A situation&nbsp; is only a few micrometers under "Houston, we have a problem on the list of things I don't want to hear on an empty stomach." Her flat belly growled as if on que and she laughed as she walked out of the prep room with Louise and to the Cantina (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=149004.0).
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shooter6806</strong> on <strong>05-11-2012, 03:14:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Entering the hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Alone so far</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Looking for Abs</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Jack let the last of the new arrivals file past him as they carried their belongings into the colony proper.&nbsp; He had finished his immediate tasks and had decided that it was past time for food, and past time for him to spend time with her.&nbsp; He stalked into the hangar and looked around, finally seeing a pair of boots propped up on a spare parts rack.&nbsp; He walked over and shook his head.&nbsp; "I can't believe we're paying you for this," he said gravely.&nbsp; "Since it's apparently not possible to get any real work out of you, how about lunch?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>05-11-2012, 05:34:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td> Maintenance Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Seeing Jack</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Finishing up with the buses, about to go to lunch with Jack</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abs looked up, surprised to see Jack. She chuckled a little and pursed her lips playfully as she spoke. "Listen here, Mr. Sourpuss, I'll have you know it takes great effort to ensure that the buses are properly fueled." she mused, sticking her tongue out. "You don't have to be such a grump, but I guess I could go have lunch with you." she said, going up to him and smiling softly. They hadn't yet gotten to spend too much time together, and she hoped that they'd get to finally have some quality alone time. She slid her hand into his and her fingers laced through his own. "Lead on." she grinned. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shooter6806</strong> on <strong>07-11-2012, 02:42:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>The hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Abs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Thinking about getting frisky</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"Sorry I haven't had time to look you up before now," he told her, pulling her up to him and holding her tightly.&nbsp; He remembered the smell of her, the feeling of her in his arms, the taste of her lips....&nbsp; <br><br>He kissed her, then said, "We have time for lunch, or for some... other activities.&nbsp; Your choice, Grease Monkey."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>07-11-2012, 04:43:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td> Maintenance Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> About to have lunch....or something else</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>She smiled and held him just as tight. She nuzzled against his strong chest before pulling back a bit, her brows rising in surprise as he mentioned they could either do lunch....or more intimate affairs. "Jack....." she said, actually blushing a little. He was always very direct, he knew what he wanted. When they'd first met he'd been the same way, he could be so gruff but soon he melted to her charms. She fell for him too, he was a gentleman and underneath his sometimes stern demeanor he was very sweet and could crack a joke or two.<br><br>"Well.....are you sure?" she said, her voice becoming a little husky. "I mean I don't want you to get behind with your work.." she said, leaning in and kissing his jaw. She pressed her taut body against him again, clearly not against the idea of skipping lunch and going for dessert.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shooter6806</strong> on <strong>12-11-2012, 20:46:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Heading to the lounge on level 2</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Abs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting frisky</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Jack led her down the circular stairs to Level 2.&nbsp; The small lounge just off the suit-up room had a comfortable couch, and the area was deserted now that the second shuttle had left and everyone was busy finding their quarters and their work areas.&nbsp; He locked the door behind them and then kissed her deeply, his hands slipping down to squeeze her slender butt.&nbsp; "I've gotten everything done that needs doing, and I just wanted you to know that I hadn't forgotten you."&nbsp; <br><br>He let his hands slide up, feeling her curves under the coverall she wore.&nbsp; He was in no particular hurry, but he saw no reason to delay.&nbsp; His fingers found the zipper on the front of the coverall and slid it slowly down.&nbsp; "As a matter of fact," he told her, "I think this might constitute a maintenance problem.&nbsp; I think you need to check me out and make sure I'm functioning properly in every respect.&nbsp; If you're not too busy, that is."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>12-11-2012, 21:59:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Moving to the lounge on level 2</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr> <br>She couldn't help but flush a little as he led her by the hand down to the lounge. She heard the click of the lock before he turned her around and pressed his lips against hers in a hungry kiss, his hands grabbing her toned ass as he assured her he was done with his tasks for the day. "I...I didn't think you'd forgotten m...e....." she groaned a little.<br><br>She sighed contentedly as his hands explored her body, dipping below the fabric of her coverall as he found the zipper and began to slide it downward. Abs bit her lip, she was already growing wet from this delightful surprise. "Well....I'd be remiss in my duties if I didn't make sure everything was in peak condition. I suppose I have some spare time." she grinned, letting her hands wander over his chest and begin to undress him&nbsp; as well. She tilted her head back up for another kiss, sucking his lower lip a little to tease him more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shooter6806</strong> on <strong>14-11-2012, 02:47:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Level 2 lounge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Abs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> What comes naturally</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>He slid the coverall off of her shoulders, letting his hands follow it down her arms and then, once her hands were trapped in the fabric, pulled them behind her back and held them with one hand while his other hand moved to her firm bustline.&nbsp; He kissed her again and whispered to her, "This is our world, now, Abs.&nbsp; Yours and mine.&nbsp; Enjoy it."&nbsp; He slid his hand under the sports bra she wore and found her hard nipple.&nbsp; He was already hard, and she was making the condition worse.&nbsp; Or better.&nbsp; Sometimes it didn't matter.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-11-2012, 23:05:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Level 2 Lounge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr> <br>She smiled and sighed, her eyes closing as she felt his strong hands sliding the coverall off of her. She felt her hands getting a bit tangled, but Jack used that to his advantage as he held her hands behind her back. "Mmmm...." she purred softly, gasping as she felt his hand slipping beneath her bra. Another groan escaped those lush lips as his fingers began to seek out and capture her pebbling nipple. "Oh god..." she breathed, feeling her sex growing warmer as they continued to kiss. She pressed her body against him as much as she could, wanting to be as close to him as she could get.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shooter6806</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 02:36:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Level 2 Lounge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Abs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Abs </td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Jack was enthralled by her.&nbsp; She was able to do the most complex mechanical tasks and still be unbelievably feminine.&nbsp; "I'm glad you convinced me that we should share quarters," he told her between kisses.&nbsp; "It would have been incredibly shortsighted of me to do any different."&nbsp; <br><br>He freed her hands from the coverall and pushed it down over her hips.&nbsp; One hand unsnapped her bra, and the other slid under her panties to stroke up and down her slender butt.&nbsp; "Let me know if I'm going too fast," he told her.&nbsp; "Or too slow."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 05:27:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				]<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Level 2 Lounge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr> <br>She smiled as they continued their frenzied kisses as he spoke of being glad she'd asked him to share a room.&nbsp; "Well I figured it would be more enjoyable and all..." she giggled, groaning as she turned her head away for a moment to give him her neck.<br><br>She heard the whoosh of her coverall slide to the ground as her bra began to slip off and his warm palm captured one of her ass cheeks. "I think you're overdressed..."she purred, one of her hands going to his clothes to find the zipper and start sliding his coverall off so she could feel more of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NaughtyKitty</strong> on <strong>20-11-2012, 01:55:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h242/jenna_sheffield/Elliquiy/MarsColonyHeadshot.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Katelynn Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>My Office - Level 3, Engineering Section</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Getting Started</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"Lights....," Katelynn called out as she walked through the room.&nbsp; There was a pause, then the overhead lights began to flicker on.&nbsp; She was pretty sure the lights would get more responsive as they were used more.&nbsp; Leave anything for 30 years and it was bound to be a little slow to come back.&nbsp; "Computer....main wall display.&nbsp; Display Status for all Colony Systems and the send today's glitch list to my tablet."<br><br>The wall display flashed to life and a complete systems map appeared, each system flashing up a status as the computer queried each one.&nbsp; After a moment, the display was full.&nbsp; Most everything looked green....but there were a few yellow sections, indicating that they were operating at around 50% efficiency.&nbsp; Funny enough that the water heating system was one of the systems acting up.&nbsp; A moment later the computer chirped, "Command Unknown:&nbsp; Glitch List"&nbsp; <br><br>Royse rolled her eyes, "Ok....then send the Trouble Ticket List to my tablet....and set Alias for Trouble Ticket List as Glitch List."<br><br>The computer chirped again, acknowledging the commands.&nbsp; The tablet perched on her desk flared to life, a long list of things scrolling over the screen.&nbsp; She flopped down in her chair and began going over the list.&nbsp; "Ok....what do we have here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shooter6806</strong> on <strong>24-11-2012, 12:43:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Level 2 Lounge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Abs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Abs</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><br>His coverall found a place next to hers on the floor, and he backed toward one of the couches in the small room.&nbsp; He sat down in front of her, taking the opportunity to slide her panties down over her hips and to the floor.&nbsp; He was thus presented with a close-up view of a prime piece of delightful womanhood, now scant inches from his face.&nbsp; Her musky scent added to the effect, and he found himself unable to resist.&nbsp; <br><br>Two fingers separated the folds of her pussy, exposing a clit that seemed already engorged and ready.&nbsp; He bypassed that, however, sending his middle finger on a reconnaissance of the main objective.&nbsp; She was already moist, and as his finger penetrated inside her, the wetness seemed to increase.&nbsp; "Like I said," he told her, enjoy."&nbsp; He leaned forward and touched the top of his tongue to her clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>24-11-2012, 19:39:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Level 2 Lounge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr> <br>She smiled as he stripped down, his clothes joining hers as she found herself on the couch with him as he knelt in front of her. She flushed but smiled, licking her lips as he leaned in, taking in her scent and appreciating the lovely view. <br><br>She closed her eyes, groaning softly as he gently probed her pussy with his fingers, separating the folds to reveal her very ready clit and that delightful honey coating her nethers. Her back arched happily when that finger slid in, and began to thrust while his tongue took her clit hostage. "O...Oh I....plan to...." she groaned, moving one of her hands down and stroking through his hair as he savored her taste.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shooter6806</strong> on <strong>02-12-2012, 03:39:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Where are they WITHIN the area covered by the thread</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> What PCs and NPCs are they currently with</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> What are they doing</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>He pushed her down on the couch, his lips and tongue never leaving her sweet sex.&nbsp; He wanted her to climax at least once before he did anything else.&nbsp; He continued to assault her clit while his fingers searched inside her and found her sensitive inner walls.&nbsp; He intensified his ministrations and sped up his pace, and when he felt her climax, he held her tightly to him and let her luxuriate in the sensation.&nbsp; Then his head came up, and he said to her, "I hope you're ready, because now, it's my turn."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>07-12-2012, 09:01:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Level 2 Lounge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr> <br>His tongue explored her so well, making certain no part of her pretty pussy was left untouched. His fingers thrust so perfectly as he fingered her and she bucked and ground against him until she cried out in orgasm. Her honey coated his fingers as she snuggled tightly in his arms. "Mmm.....I am indeed." she purred, moving down and letting him stay seated as she moved to take his rock hard cock into her mouth. Her eyes never left his as she began to bob her head, using her tongue to roll about as sucked his cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ambie</strong> on <strong>10-12-2012, 04:28:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.onsugar.com/files/2011/01/03/2/1331/13311615/22/jessica-simpson-army-070503-1.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Amber "V" Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Stepping off the elevator...</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>A bit lost...looking for Dr. Rose</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>She slowly stepped out to the engineering level. She looked around...quiet...this was only her second trip down here. She could hear some noise off in the distance...the unzipped her once piece uniform a little...the chest area being so tight...walking through a few corridors...she saw the words "Lounge" on a board and figured it would be a central place and probably have a map. She walked down the hallway towards it, continuing to hear soft noises or something...she stepped around the corner freezing initially then ducking back around the corner realizing that she had walked in on two people really going at it....a very nice scene...she poked her head around the corner again...watching now...her nipples hardening in her sports bra. She bit her bottom lip watching the woman suck the large cock belonging to the handsome man seating infront of her... Amber unzipped her fatigues down to the bottom looking around...it had been since before Antarctica for her....now was a good of a time as any to get a quickie over with...she slipper her hand down into her fatigues rubbing the outside of her panties...peeking back around the corner to keep watching...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shooter6806</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 04:19:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Lounge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Abs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Enjoying</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Fellatio. It was the technical term for what she was doing.&nbsp; The definition described the act, but did not include the feeling, in this case both the physical feeling that he was experiencing and the emotional feeling that it evoked.&nbsp; For her to be willing to do this was, for him, an intimacy that went beyond casual sex.&nbsp; His back arched and his hands moved to hold her head as he reveled in her willingness to please him.&nbsp; <br><br>He stopped her movements and pulled her up to his face, kissing her and positioning her above his erect cock.&nbsp; "Before we do things for fun, we need to remember to try to propagate the race," he whispered.&nbsp; Then he thrust into her, his length pushing hard into her as he kissed her again.&nbsp; "And I'll be happy to make the attempt over, and over, and over...."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>13-12-2012, 04:47:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Level 2 Lounge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr> <br>Abby enjoyed his reactions as she lovingly sucked on his rigid shaft. She loved Jack, and this was just one of the many ways she enjoyed expressing her love. Their attraction was easy to spot, and their chemistry was palpable. She smiled as she continued, feeling his fingers slip into her hair as he made those sexy cries.<br><br>She looked up surprised but smiling as he pulled her into a kiss, holding her hips above his cock before he thrust into her. Her head tilted back as she moaned, happily surprised as she heard his lusty promise. She blushed as he mentioned children, feeling herself elated that he wanted to have some. So did she, she was just never sure how to bring it up. "O...oh Jack...." she groaned as their hips ground and bucked against each other. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ambie</strong> on <strong>14-12-2012, 03:53:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.onsugar.com/files/2011/01/03/2/1331/13311615/22/jessica-simpson-army-070503-1.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Amber "V" Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Stepping off the elevator...</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>A bit lost...looking for Dr. Rose</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Amber felt how warm she was...looking down her tummy at her boring light grey panties...military issued...she brought some fun ones on this just to make sure she could keep some sexiness present if the need should come about. She bit her bottom lip sneaking another view around the corner at the two lovers. Amber smiled watching the young woman get impaled by the man. She quickly went inside her panties...wanting to gasp so badly...fighting making any noise possible. This was so dangerous...so crazy...she needed it though to clear her cobwebs out...to wake her up a bit. Amber took another look...reaching up with her free hand to pull up her sport bra over her breasts. Her nipples hardening instantly at the cold, stale air hitting them...Amber was nearing finishing...arching her back against the wall...imagining her ex to keep the feeling going, she was getting close already...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shooter6806</strong> on <strong>29-12-2012, 07:23:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Level 2 Lounge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Abs</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Each other</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>He tried to make it last, but the combination of Abby's attractiveness and the feeling of doing this in a public place excited him to the point that he was unable to restrain himself.&nbsp; He felt the pressure build and increased the tempo of his thrusts to match his heightened sensitivity.&nbsp; Suddenly, it was too much.&nbsp; He let himself go, exploding into her as he thrust deeply and held himself inside her, hoping that this might be the genesis of the first true Martian child.&nbsp; He kissed her lips softly as they both came down from the sexual climax.&nbsp; She was a jewel, and she had given herself to him.&nbsp; He resolved to never let her regret that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>29-12-2012, 20:05:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Level 2 Lounge</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>His thrusts grew more urgent as her moans grew louder, her having to bury her face in his strong shoulders as she felt her climax building up hard and fast. "I'm.....J-Jack I'm CUMMING!!" she breathed in his ear, bursting around his thick cock as she fell back against the couch smiling bashfully at him. He'd surprised her in the best way as she threw her arms around him. "I missed you so much." she said, kissing his jaw and neck. <br>&nbsp;<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ambie</strong> on <strong>31-12-2012, 20:59:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.onsugar.com/files/2011/01/03/2/1331/13311615/22/jessica-simpson-army-070503-1.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Amber "V" Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hallway on the engineering level looking in on lounge 2</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>a bit distracted...now on her way to find Dr. Royse</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Amber shook as she silently fought her hard orgasm there in the dark hallway...hearing them announce their orgasm to each other was all she needed as she kept peaking in...her body probably visible if anyone was to look her direction. Her pirky breasts shook...small gasps escaping as she fought to hold back the bigger moans...She felt her face become flush and her body let out some heat as she relaxed agains the wall..her fatigues down around her thighs...She thought to herself...hopefully security isn't up and running yet or someone just had a bit of a show from the hallway camera and the one watching the room that the couple was in....<br><br>Amber quickly came back to her senses, tip-toeing down the hall, fixing her panties, sports bra, then pulling the fatigues back on and heading in the opposite direction towards where she thought Dr. Royse's office SHOULD be...<br><br>She looked at the dust collection on some of the pipes as she headed up the hallway...good news though...she saw lights on and a open door up ahead...walking to it she slowly stepped into the doorway, seeing the intelligent red headed woman already going through some information...already at work...<br><br>Knocking on the metal door smiling..."Hello...Dr. Royse...I'm Amber Valentine. I will be assisting you with Engineering items as time permits..." She stood at attention almost, not really knowing what to do...her D cups pushing out at her tight fatigues...she forgot to get into her room and change before coming down.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NaughtyKitty</strong> on <strong>07-01-2013, 05:23:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h242/jenna_sheffield/Elliquiy/MarsColonyHeadshot.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Katelynn Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>My Office - Level 3, Engineering Section</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Amber Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Being surprised</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Katelynn nearly jumped out of her skin when the knock came.&nbsp; Her eyes snapped up find a very well built and very attractive blonde standing in the doorway to her office.&nbsp; The fatigues....though marking her as Military....were certainly quite flattering and it took the redhead a moment to gather herself.&nbsp; Feigning recovery from being startled, she smiled, "Oh....Captain Valentine.....um....you gave me a bit of a scare there.&nbsp; I thought I was all by myself down here!"<br><br>She smiled, then waved her visitor in.&nbsp; "Please....have a seat.&nbsp; I read over your personnel file before we left Earth....being the ACE and all.....and remember being impressed.&nbsp; It's not all that often that you find a Soldier with an Engineering Degree outside of the Corps of Engineers...or NASA.&nbsp; And MIT of all places.&nbsp; Very nice."&nbsp; <br><br>Sure, working with NASA all that time had exposed her to myriad Air Force and other officers with Advanced Degrees (she recalled a particularly gorgeous blonde astrophysicist she'd worked with for a time), though she'd always sort of thought that to be rare.&nbsp; "So any idea how often I'll be able to make use of your skills?&nbsp; Although I'm sure Colonel Cotter has first dibs on your time, I have a feeling that we're going to have plenty of work to do in the next several weeks, despite how things are looking currently.&nbsp; Today's Glitch List is getting longer by the second as more and more things get turned on.&nbsp; All pretty minor in the grand scheme....but I want to get ahead of this stuff and hopefully prevent the minor stuff from turning into major stuff!"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ambie</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 03:17:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.onsugar.com/files/2011/01/03/2/1331/13311615/22/jessica-simpson-army-070503-1.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Amber "V" Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hallway on the engineering level looking in on lounge 2</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>a bit distracted...now on her way to find Dr. Royse</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Amber smiled...blushing at bit at the Doctor's words talking about how impressed she was. Amber was never one to take praise very well. She looked down at the floor until the good Doctor had finished. <br><br>"Well thank you ma'am. There are a couple more people floating around here...heard some noises down the hallway from the elevator..." She almost blushed again thinking about the whole scene again...instead she returned to listen mode as the Doctor finished...She was a admittedly beautiful woman...her deep red hair...flawless smooth skin, pouty red lips... Amber could tell that Dr. Royse knew how to look pretty...perhaps if they became closer, Amber could get some tips at how to be a little more lady like. <br><br>Unconsciously, Amber sat down and was comfortable almost immediately with the Doctor's words and voice. The air was a bit stale in the room...the added tightness of Amber's fatigues was making her uncomfortable, though. She needed just a bit more freedom...reaching up she pulled the zipper down on her fatigues a bit...the cleavage from the D cups becoming exposed. She leaned back looking at the list Dr. Royse was talking about...<br><br>"We'll I'm a pretty good troubleshooter. I guess we can investigate a couple of the harder ones together, then maybe take a few of the easier ones to ourselves? I would imagine that some need to be done quicker than others though..." She shrugged smiling...she already felt more comfortable with the Doctor than the Colonel...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NaughtyKitty</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 05:33:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h242/jenna_sheffield/Elliquiy/MarsColonyHeadshot.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Katelynn Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>My Office - Level 3, Engineering Section</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Amber Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Chatting</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>It took every last ounce of self control the redhead had not to let a little moan escape as she watched Amber unzip her fatigues a little.&nbsp; Her mind reeled for a second...her body nearly rebelling on her.&nbsp; She had no idea about the other woman's orientation...but she'd been around the block enough times to know that you had to take things like that slow.&nbsp; Coming on to a straight woman didn't generally go well.&nbsp; <br><br>And given that she needed to be able to work with this woman to keep the colony in one functional piece...well...getting off on a bad foot would be a very bad idea.&nbsp; But God it had been SO long.&nbsp; Even before being frozen. <br><br>Katelynn allowed herself one more moment of self indulgence....then composed herself enough to speak again.&nbsp; "I think that sounds like a good idea."<br><br>The redhead picked up her tablet and scrolled through the list....picking out several that would be easy enough to knock out pretty quickly.&nbsp; "I've got plenty to keep us busy....so why don't you pick out a tablet, there's a crate of them on the table outside the door, and I can give you a list. Shouldn't take long....then maybe we can tackle some of the bigger items."<br><br>Almost as an after thought, "By the way...have you seen any of the other Engineering Staff?&nbsp; I'm pretty sure I saw our Computer Specialist after we arrived....but not since then."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ambie</strong> on <strong>12-01-2013, 22:57:06</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media.onsugar.com/files/2011/01/03/2/1331/13311615/22/jessica-simpson-army-070503-1.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Amber "V" Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Dr. Royse's Office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Dr. Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Chatting</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Amber could feel the Doctor's eyes...this did feed the fire a bit that was already inside her. After that scene in the hallway...she was going to love her break time...she could definitely use another good rub...the image of the two lovebirds in the lounge kept her thoughts full outside of her discussion with Katelynn.<br><br>Hearing the Doctor's words, she stood up and went to the door...going to the crate outside the door, bending over...feeling the tight fatigues tighten around her....she stood up sighing..."Sorry, hope you don't mind...they make these damn things for anyone, but seem to have given me one made for a flat chested midget!" Amber reached up and fixed her pony tail before undoing the rest of the zipper down the fatigues and pulling her upper body out of them. Wrapping the arms around her waist and tying them together to keep them from flopping around. The sports bra was a small number...almost like a bikini top...her large breasts filling it well, giving plenty of skin to view, obviously made by men. Her panties were visible too, hugging her hips as the tied fatigues rested low under the flat tummy. (see image for effect)<br><br>She then reached back down and picked up the tablet. Turning it on and returning to her seat to the left of the Doctors desk. Flipping through a few quick welcome screens, she landed on the home screen for the stations Systems Status OS. She raised her eyebrows...a lot to do for sure. <br><br>Hearing the Doctor's question, she replied, "I don't have the greatest idea of who is who but I thought I saw the mechanic earlier down in the lounge..." She blushed lightly...she did see her...naked...being impaled by her lover...the heat wave washed over her again...her nipples hardening through the thin fabric...she spoke again, "But I'm not sure...most everyone was in the mess hall earlier, saw some people heading towards the Habitat areas too. That Cryo sleep really takes it out of some people in different ways...I've just had issues with dizziness. Some people have had to really sleep off some of the other effects." She flipped through a few other screens..."Nothing like falling out of your tube buck naked though...haha..." She remembered her own self doing that next to the massive man named Devlin Painter, who just stepped out, equally naked...smirked...and walked off. <br><br>Looking back up at the doctor "So whats first? Or should we try and find some of the others and hand out honey-do lists?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NaughtyKitty</strong> on <strong>14-01-2013, 01:14:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h242/jenna_sheffield/Elliquiy/MarsColonyHeadshot.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Katelynn Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>My Office - Level 3, Engineering Section</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Amber Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Chatting</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>This woman was not making things easy on her.&nbsp; Katelynn watched as Amber fairly stripped out of her uniform right there in front of her.&nbsp; Her body tightened up like a guitar string as she fought to keep her composure.&nbsp; Her knuckles turned white on the arms of her chair, fingers nearly causing the plastic to permanently deform.&nbsp; Another moment and she was under control again....and a smile was back on her face.&nbsp; "I'm sure you'll be able to find something a big more comfortable now that we've landed.&nbsp; Or perhaps have some alterations made if not."<br><br>She listened as Amber relayed that she'd seen their mechanic previously.&nbsp; Interesting that the woman hadn't checked in since she was in the area.&nbsp; Though....at the same time the flush and...other indicators told her that perhaps Ms. Carter was checking in with someone else at the moment.&nbsp; "Yeah....I had to go take a nap myself.&nbsp; I know it sounds funny.&nbsp; Needing a nap after sleeping for that long....but I absolutely crashed.&nbsp; Room was pretty cold though....being all along in there."<br><br>Royse smiled a bit at her subordinate......though it vanished a bit when she thought about her experience coming out of cryo.&nbsp; It had involved a bucket and a reissuing of Kung Pao chicken she'd had before being put to sleep.&nbsp; One might have thought to warn people about eating before going into cryo sleep.&nbsp; "But anyway....why don't you take items five and seven.&nbsp; Should be pretty simple electrical system repairs over in the Habitat levels.&nbsp; Even though item five is a couple stuck doors.....I'm betting it's more electrical than mechanical.&nbsp; Might be a good idea to take some lubricant with you anyway though.&nbsp; Just in case."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ambie</strong> on <strong>14-01-2013, 01:56:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.onsugar.com/files/2011/01/03/2/1331/13311615/22/jessica-simpson-army-070503-1.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Amber "V" Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Dr. Royse's Office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Dr. Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Chatting</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>She smiled looking back down at the tablet as the doctor mentioned what items Amber should take. Amber smiled and tried hard not to giggle as the doctor mentioned lube. Amber had a gutter mind, thought like a guy as she could be a bit tom-boyish at times. She really liked to get dolled up sometimes though. The military life had broke her of her girly thoughts and needs. She looked up...<br><br>"Where are you heading to first? This is the one level I'm still not terribly familiar with as of yet. Mind if I tag along?" She smiled at the Doctor...Amber had really had enough of being alone all the time. This would be a good time to make a first friend on the station...The Doctor made Amber feel comfortable...like they had been friends all along and they just hadn't been around each other in a while...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NaughtyKitty</strong> on <strong>15-01-2013, 05:00:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h242/jenna_sheffield/Elliquiy/MarsColonyHeadshot.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Katelynn Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>My Office - Level 3, Engineering Section</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Amber Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Chatting</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"Well...I was going to take a look at the reactors.&nbsp; We've had some power fluctuations in the grid.....so I need to get that sorted.&nbsp; After that...I need to take a look at the CO2 scrubbers.&nbsp; They're not running as efficiently as they could be."&nbsp; Katelynn scrolled through the list on the larger screen on her desk. "After that, there are a few minor issues up in the main dome that need looking at."<br><br>She sighed for a moment, "I have a feeling the next few weeks are going to be full of gremlins needing to be chased down.&nbsp; Systems like these need to be run....and if they aren't, they can start to degrade. And since our lives depend on these systems, I intend to keep them from degrading to the point of it becoming a problem.&nbsp; So....count on lots of overtime."<br><br>Her hand came up as she indicated the tablet that Amber was holding, "I'm still learning the layout of the place....but there's a quite detailed map already loaded onto there.&nbsp; Not to mention complete access to the Colonies Technical Database.&nbsp; Why don't we do this.....knock out those couple items....then meet me back here around lunch time.&nbsp; From there we'll head up into the dome and get something to eat.&nbsp; Sound like a plan?"<br><br>A small smile broke out on her face.&nbsp; Friends were always good.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ambie</strong> on <strong>17-01-2013, 03:58:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.onsugar.com/files/2011/01/03/2/1331/13311615/22/jessica-simpson-army-070503-1.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Amber "V" Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Dr. Royse's Office</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Dr. Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Heading off to the Habitat</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Amber nodded taking in what Katelynn was showing her. She laughed at the mention of overtime..."Seems I'll need some energy left over to at least make it to my room!" She nodded again as Katelynn mentioned meeting for lunch. "Sounds great. Hopefully the cooks get something better looking up for lunch! Poor people...they have a tough crowd to please I think..."<br><br>And with that, Amber stood up and made her way out. She had only been to the habitat once since she had been here. Only to drop off her things before she went off to explore and find some favorite areas. Escape was sometimes needed for her. Though, without the constant pressure from her dad, things would possibly go differently here. She made her way back to the elevator, stopped to see if there were any more noises coming from the lovers in the lounge, and hearing nothing...hit the button to summon it. Flicking through the pad she sighed...she was having a weird moment of anxiety...this place was just so...different...<br><br>She soft alert from the elevator indicator chimed...she stepped inside and hit the floor for the habitat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 13:15:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">MARS DATE 07/01/0001, 09:45:16</span></strong></div><br>The PA system popped and the faint hum of the active speakers could be heard, then a familiar voice cut through whatever conversations were going on in all rooms and areas of the base: "<strong>Attention please This is the base commander. Would all personnel assigned to the Olympus expedition, please report at once to the suiting room. That is all.</strong>"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 16:43:43</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maint. &amp; Eng Hanger Suit-up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Whoever is going on the errr road trip</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Equipment check</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura Hicks strolled into the Suit-up bay and looked about for a moment to see who was going to take the chance to get out of the underground maze of New Sydney, the unofficial name of the little town that she had used just to tease Louise Cotter. As was her usual daily attire... well, when she wasn't working out or sleeping... the martian version of a camo pattern BDUs and sidearm. She never went anywhere without her weapon... she was a soldier, afterall...<br><br>Her hand came up to cover a yawn and she settled onto a bench; doing some stretches before she pulled down her suit and with her usual detail oriented nature, began to check it from the soles of the boots to each metal ring that connected the various parts. She took her time; a few days in the field didn't allow much for little things like imperfections to stay little.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>bigdean777</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 00:29:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://s3.hubimg.com/u/1690738_f520.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Vladimir Gurkov&nbsp; (Vlad)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maint. &amp; Eng Hanger Suit-up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Whoever else is going</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Equipment check</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Vlad heard the announcement and sighed in relief.&nbsp; It was finally time to head out and do what he came here to do.&nbsp; He strolled off to the suit up room.&nbsp; A definite spring in his step from the excitement that was building inside him.&nbsp; He made his way through the facility passing others, who were not slated to leave.<br><br>He was the second to arrive.&nbsp; He nodded silently at the soldier who was busy suiting up and he walked down a row of suits till he found the one marked with his name.&nbsp; He took a seat and began the process of putting the suit on.&nbsp; Following a procedure posted near by.&nbsp; This is the point in the mission where mistakes would cause lives.&nbsp; Trouble with his suit was NOT how he was going to die.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 20:41:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Stefan_Versatile.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Deputy Mission Commander Stefan Versatile</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suit up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Laura and Vlad</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting ready</td></tr></tbody></table><br>Stefan was surprised Louise hadn't gotten there yet, it was understandable since she more than likely lots of things to do, but he was still surprised.<br><br>Only two other people were present, luckily he had a good memory for names, and the face recognition software he had in his computer helped make up for the little he would forget. He had met everyone before, and he tried to keep things&nbsp; on check but as long as things were working in the mining station Stefan always felt it was better to leave them to their own devices. Laura on the other hand, he had interacted enough with her so that he wouldn't forget her.<br><br>Since they were both busy with their suits he didn't trouble them other than a quick greeting.<br><br>"Laura, Vlad hello" he headed for his suit and just checked the light that said it was operating properly, he couldn't check it manually like Laura was, he could try but he wouldn't catch anything the machine didn't, so he just started to get the suit one slowly, guessing he had lots of time since most people hadn't shown yet.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 21:04:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Mars_test.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lt Colonel Louise Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suiting up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Laura, Vlad, Stephan and everyone else...</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Pretending not to be in charge.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"Thanks for the offer, lover, but I can manage". Louise was only a few steps behind Stephan, she had actually followed him from the Command dome, and had just missed him at the elevator and had to wait for the next one. Laura's message asking to prep her suit had arrived in her implant just as she's got in to the elevator to ride it up.<br><br>She grinned. "Hi Stephan, Vlad, please excuse me a moment, I need to consult with my X-O for a moment." Saying that, she dragged Laura around a bank of lockers and kissed her passionately. "Damn, I've missed you the last few days. Make sure we get in the same survival tent, or I'll relieve you of command of this expedition!" She grinned. "Just long enough to make sure we are assigned the same tent, then I'll let you take over again..."<br><br>With another deep passionate kiss, not really caring if anyone was watching, Louise turned away and found her own suit locker. "Oh, anyone not suited up doesn't get on the 'plane. I know you know that, but... I'm not having it happen again. Not on my watch, nor anyone else's."<br><br>She quickly and efficiently prepped her suit and began the slow, methodical task of getting into it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 22:00:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suiting up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Louise, Stephen, Vlad</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting "briefed"</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura nodded to Vlad when he entered the bay. She knew everyone on the base by sight and name, although she hadn't had time to meet everyone since they had arrived. The last week and more had been spent prepping for this trip, recertifying her security team and the day to day humdrum of being the chief security officer of the colony... the Marshall, for lack of a better term. "How are you Vlad? Adjusting to Mars?" she greeted as she finished inspecting her suit. Like any special forces professional, she wouldn't trust her 'chute to be packed by anyone who she hadn't been in combat with and the E-suit was just as important in her mind. It wasn't a matter of trust, but of survival. She knew her own hands, she didn't know the machines.<br><br>She glanced up as Stephan strolled in and offered him a smile at his greeting, "Hiya bossman, I'm hanging in, I hear you've been busy with your whip." She winked and laughed softly before Louise spoke and Laura nodded. She sat the suit back on it's bracket and rose, "Excuse me." she said and followed her lover around the lockers.<br><br>She groaned into the kiss, returning it with as much passion as she was given; her hands wrapping into the collar of Lou's and pulling her closer, the time apart making it's presence known in the way that the younger woman reached down and cupped a breast, hedless of where they were, she was feeling neglected. When the kiss broke, Laura was breathing hard and grinned impishly at her lover, "Already taken care of... that was the first assignments that I made and made sure no one could get included... just you and me." She pressed her lips against Lou's again, her tongue darting in to wrestle&nbsp; and another soft groan escaped her throat. When they broke again, "I saw the doctor this morning... we'll know if it took in a couple of weeks... will you still want me once I'm fat?" she asked with a grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 22:31:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Heading to the Ready Room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Leaving her lover to attend to see about the mission</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>As the announcement crackled over the loudspeaker Abby pouted. She was so comfy but there was work to be done. She tilted her head up and gently kissed Jack's jaw and cheek. "We'll have to pick this up again later back in our room." she purred with a soft smile. They'd gotten frisky several times over the past few days, making up for lost time. Not that she was complaining, she did love her sourpuss after all. They were like yin and yang, they complimented each other so well. But she had to break from her thoughts and get psyched up for going on a little trip. After all, you couldn't have a proper mission without a grease monkey in tow. <br><br><em>If something breaks down what would they do then?</em>, she mused, as she made her way to the Ready room.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>30-01-2013, 22:38:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1a/Dr._Madison_Chance.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Madison Chance</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suiting up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Lt. Colonel Louise Cotter; Deputy Commander Stefan Versatile; Major Laura Hicks; Vladimir Gurkov</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Mission preparation</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>The mission to Olympus was one that both intrigued and bored me. Still, orders were orders, so I headed to the suiting room. Everyone else assigned to the mission had a specific purpose, steeped in possible discovery of the unknown. My assignment was simply to observe and assess the rest of the team in action, to measure the psychological reactions of those undertaking a rather unusual endeavour. From a clinical perspective, it was indeed intriguing.<br><br>From a personal perspective ... less so.<br><br>Which, in its own way, was also intriguing.<br><br>I entered the suiting area, where several other crew members already were preparing for the mission. I gave a friendly nod to Deputy Commander Versatile and Mr. Gurkov, and allowed them a small smile, but said nothing. My mind was elsewhere.<br><br>Lt. Colonel Cotter and Major Hicks were behind some lockers, apparently getting quite amorous. I respected their desire to seek some form of privacy for their enthusiastic displays of affection, but I could see everything they were doing in the reflection of a mirror located in the far corner of the room. Major Hicks, in particular, seemed rather excited, as the woman's face appeared quite flushed, and her pupils dilated. I couldn't tell if that was from sexual arousal or hormonal shifts. Some combination of both seemed the most likely explanation.<br><br>I gave a quick look-around for Lena. To my disappointment, I didn't see her. I hadn't seen her name on the duty roster for this particular mission, but still ... well, one could hope. <br><br>Sighing, I sat down on a bench, and took one of the smaller suits. I began my inspections of the suit's seals and pressure systems, running through established safety protocols before beginning to don it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ambie</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 03:36:29</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://media.onsugar.com/files/2011/01/03/2/1331/13311615/22/jessica-simpson-army-070503-1.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Amber "V" Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Coming off the elevator</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>stepping into the suit room</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Amber walked in...not sure of where her ESuit had been put. She looked around seeing a few familiar faces...looked down at her wrist computer, checking through a few things as she saw that she was on the list of possible pilots and backups for this mission...although she assumed that she would be helping with the vehicles as well. Nothing new.<br><br>Another set of cold bumps ran over her body. She still had the top of her BDU's wrapped around her waist. She looked over to see the name on the ESuit..."Valentine"..."Finally..." She sighed...noticing she was next to someone she looked up and to her right...seeing his name...Vladimir Gurkov...She smiled sweetly and started to pull her suit down to get ready to step inside...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 04:38:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Stefan_Versatile.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Deputy Mission Commander Stefan Versatile</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suit up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone there </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting ready</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>Stefan was about to answer Laura's comment when Louise took her away, he simply smiled at them knowing what the consultation probably entailed, and comfirming it when their desire for passion didn't let them be too discrete about their noises, he simply returned to putting his suit on paying close attention knowing this time was more dangerous than anything they had done so far... with the possible exception of the trip from Earth, then again down there they a lot of people checking everything.<br><br>He noticed instantly when Dr. Chance walked in, he paused when he realized his train of thoughts, the two highest ranking people in the base he easily thought of and spoke as Louise and Laura, and it wasn't because he didn't respect them, yet this woman whom he had shared an intimate moment with he thought of as Dr. Chance, it probably meant something but he wasn't sure what.<br><br>Stefan finished dealing with his suit before doing anything else, leaving off just the helmet and the gloves, he then waited until the Dr. was done with&nbsp; hers before aproaching her, as he did she would probably notice his pupils dillating slightly, not that he knew of her careful attention to detail.<br><br>"I didn't have the opportunity to speak with you after last time. I wanted to thank you for your advice. You were right, although I doubt that surprises you. Once people settled in, to the new place their works started to get done with efficiency and my concern about such things was proven unfounded."<br><br>He then turned and noticed the new arrival, he nodded at Amber as a salute, and was glad people were starting to turn up, he knew everyone had been carefully selected and that every member of the mission was a trustworthy person, but he still felt as if a weight was lifted when he saw things getting done properly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>01-02-2013, 22:58:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Mars_test.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lt Colonel Louise Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suiting up room, then heading for the hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Laura, (everyone else is within earshot)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Finding out she's going to be a Dammy<sup>1</sup></td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>It took a few seconds for the meaning of Laura's words to penetrate Louise's concentration. "YOU DID <strong>WHAT</strong>?" That was the parade-ground voice... Louise didn't know whether to be overjoyed or livid. The two emotions warred within her for about five seconds, and overjoyed won. The clatter of the metal seal-ring she had been about to fit to her left knee falling to the floor was drowned out by: "<strong>SQUEEEEEEEE!</strong>" She grabbed Laura and squeezed the XO, spinning her off the ground. Then she set the younger woman down and knelt, kissed her tummy and whispered, "You stay safe in there, little one."<br><br>And finally, she stood up and looked sternly at Laura. "Alicia, darling, when we get back from this trip, you are so fucking grounded!" Her grin was irrepressible though. She sighed with resignation. "Ah bugger it. This is a dangerous world. We need to learn to live on it, and if that means making maternity sized E-suites, so be it. No, you are not grounded. I would hate it if anything happened to you or the baby, and I would hate it even more if anything happened to both of you, but ... We're here for the duration."<br><br>And with that, a huge cheesy grin splitting her face from ear to ear, she picked up the fallen seal ring and clamped it in place.<br><br>A few minutes later she was fully suited, gloves clipped to her belt, dangling loosely from her left hand. "Ah, Vee, there you are. You and me, flight deck, five minutes, pre-flight checks. I checked the roster and all the other pilots are otherwise engaged, so it's you and me up front, girl!" She patted the computer tech on the shoulder. There was someone she wouldn't mind at all if Laura took a fancy to her... Stifling that thought, she headed for the stairs, disdaining the elevator, and trotted up into the hangar.<br><br><hr>1] Two new words have come into popular use: Dammy and Moddy. A Dammy is a woman who's DNA is used to father a child. a Moddy is a man who's DNA is used to make an ovum, and who then carries the foetus.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 00:09:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suit-up bay</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Louise Cotter (Others within hearing)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Announcing she's a baby carrier</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura knew that Lou would have mixed feelings about what she had said. She had wanted to have Lou with her when she had done it, but the schedules and her cycle hadn't waited for anyone. "Well, it's not certain." she said in response to the ... well, yell would probably be the best term... she would of made her BUDS instructor proud though. "It's a strong probability, but it'll take a couple of weeks to make sure..." She lowered her voice, "I'm sorry Lou, Cold Sleep and the planet screwed with my cycle and I... ummm... was fertile sooner than expected." She smiled softly, "By the time that it came around again, the ... seeds... may of degraded and it would of been more difficult to fertilize the eggs... God, I feel like a chicken."<br><br>She blinked as she finally realized that Lou was happy and laughed at the kiss on her still flat abdomine, "I promise to do everything possible to take care of us." she said and ran her fingers through Lou's short hair. "You can ground me if you want, but you should remember that it'll be in your quarters." She winked, "I hear that women in my condition can be insatable."<br><br>She sighed and nodded, "It's going to be a common event in the coming months; it's a good thing that making these things aren't too difficult and they are a little expandable... if you laugh when I start waddling though, I'll use my handcuffs." she warned with a smile that wouldn't leave her lips. She kissed Lou again and pulled her suit on, her eyes following her lover and CO. Amber caught her attention and she wondered if the jack of all trades had found someone yet... She might be pregnant and involved with Louise, but they had agreed long ago to an open condition... She had considered Stephan, but wasn't sure if the company man would be open to a romp or not. Once she was sure of her condition, she could play without worrying about taking Lou's desire to be the first.<br><br>She pulled the seals closed and connected the gloves to a ring. She strolled over to Stephan and with a nod, she said softly, "How are you doing Stephan?" she asked, looking at the stairway entrance for a moment, "You still interested in seeing my self portraits?" she asked with a soft laugh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 00:51:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1a/Dr._Madison_Chance.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Madison Chance</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suiting up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Lt. Colonel Louise Cotter; Deputy Commander Stefan Versatile; Major Laura Hicks; Vladimir Gurkov</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Mission preparation</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>"I'm ... pleased that my assessment proved to be of value to you," I replied to Deputy Commander Versatile. "My clinical diagnosis of your situation was correct, of course, but successful implementation of the appropriate stratagem is a more subjective process. Your demeanor indicates positive results, which I believe is an indicator of exceptional command skill." The last part of my statement was perhaps something that I didn't believe - yet - but I thought social etiquette warranted a compliment.<br><br>I felt unsure about how to broach the subject of our earlier sexual coupling, though, so I remained silent on that matter. Besides, I remained fairly certain that the Deputy Commander held only a physical sexual attraction&nbsp; to me, and might even prefer the company of more emotionally available females. I doubted very much that whatever interests he might have for me contained any sort of emotional component.<br><br>I began to ask the Deputy Commander about the Olympus mission, but was unexpectedly interrupted by the loud caterwauling of Major Hicks and Lieutenant Colonel Cotter. Judging from their words and overt physical display of affection, I could confirm that my instincts about Major Hicks' shifting hormonal levels were correct. Strangely, I felt a lump in my throat as I looked over at them, and for a moment I felt absurdly pleased for them.<br><br>I shook my head, and regained my composure. My attention shifted back to my environment suit, as I began checking the functionality of the comlink and the sensors.<br><br>Mission first. As always.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 01:26:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Stefan_Versatile.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Deputy Mission Commander Stefan Versatile</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suit up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone there </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting ready</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>Stefan listened intently to Dr. Chance's reply, a slight smirk showed when she claimed he had an exceptional command skill, had a smiled appeared on her face he would have thought she liked him the lack of it made him think it was an empty comment which in turn caused the smirk. Her advice had been mainly to let things fall in place, so there wasn't much for him to do in implementing it.<br><br>"I'll thank your compliment, I however doubt you would have given me advice beyond the capabilities of an average person. Let me know if you do find me exceptional instead of it being indicated, I would like to hear about it."<br><br>He knew she was in a relationship with Lena, he still found her interesting and couldn't deny his physical attraction to her. He would have brought up what happened, but he considered that doing so while preparing for the mission and in a room with many people that wouldn't be the best course of action.<br><br>Stefan turned at the squeals much like everyone did, but again just left the girls to their own devices, until Laura spoke to him that is. He saw her eyes glanced at the stairway but considering how invested she was with Louise a brief moment before he wasn't completely sure of what she was trying to convey.<br><br>"I am well" he answered. To her laugh he smiled and then said "I consider myself a man with a good taste." He paused briefly&nbsp; "So yes I'm still interested in those portraits."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NaughtyKitty</strong> on <strong>02-02-2013, 02:20:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h242/jenna_sheffield/Elliquiy/MarsColonyHeadshot.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Katelynn Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>EBA Preparation Suite</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>The Whole Gang</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Getting suited up</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Katelynn sauntered into the room, nose buried in her tablet as she checked over the base's systems status one last time.&nbsp; Her pad had many other features that would be useful out in the world....which was why she wasn't planning on going anywhere without it.&nbsp; As head of the engineering section, she was responsible for every piece of equipment in the place....especially those that LEFT the base.&nbsp; So she would go along and make sure everything worked as it was supposed to.&nbsp; "Hey everyone.....This...is going to be exciting.&nbsp; First time getting out and about, huh?&nbsp; See the neighborhood first hand.....rather than through the lens of an orbiting satellite or a robotic rover!"<br><br>She put her pad down on the bench and pulled open the locker that had her name stenciled on it.&nbsp; Pulling out the contents, she sat on the bench and took a few minutes to go over every square inch of her suit.&nbsp; The last thing she needed was to decompress out there.&nbsp; Visual inspections were always a good idea....but she also did a quick diagnostic via the onboard computer...which came back all systems green.&nbsp; She smiled and started unhooking the separate parts and began to laborious process of getting into the thing.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 00:40:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.yuku.com.s3.amazonaws.com/image/pjpeg/12c26c14ae78983424cc312ee876c80e9cd29923.pjpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Darien Maxwell</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Ready Room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td></tr><tr><td>Everyone else</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Checking equipment, greeting everyone</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Darien walked in with his trade mark grin as he waved. "Alright everyone start the party I'm here!" he said with a chuckle. If no one laughed, he just shrugged with a smile and went over to make sure his equipment was in good order. He tried to always make sure at least the tools he used for his trade were meticulously kept, taking care of himself? Not always his area of focus. <br><br>He looked over at the attractive redhead and decided to introduce himself. "That tablet is a horrible flirt, hopefully I can steal a few seconds of your time to introduce myself." he said with a bit of a wink. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 00:50:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Ready Room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone else</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Gearing up for mission</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abby was already set and ready to go! She looked around the crowd, wondering if Jack would be around. They still only seemed to catch each other form time to time but she enjoyed every moment. She waved and mingled with the crowd until it was time to get going, her wanderlust growing more intense. She still checked her gear like others seemed to be doing, already suited up with her tools at the ready.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NaughtyKitty</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 01:22:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h242/jenna_sheffield/Elliquiy/MarsColonyHeadshot.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Katelynn Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>EBA Preparation Suite</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>The Whole Gang</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Getting suited up</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Royse smirked at the comment and looked up at the man.&nbsp; "Yes...it does get quite fresh from time to time.&nbsp; But I have my ways to make it behave itself."<br><br>She had memorized much of the colony roster, at least enough to know who very well might be useful to her and those she'd most likely have to work with.&nbsp; She knew that this man was part of the mining crew.&nbsp; "Mr. Maxwell, yes?&nbsp; Nice to meet you."&nbsp; <br><br>Though she was partially in her EBA suit, she stuck out her hand towards the man....the movement slightly awkward with her arm ensconced in the suit's sleeve.&nbsp; "Dr. Katelynn Royse."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 01:46:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1263.photobucket.com/albums/ii625/RainbowRian/936full-alex-evans.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Xander R. Isley</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>EBA Preparation Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Everyone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> ..A bit behind</td></tr></tbody></table><hr>Xander made his way briskly to the Preparation area to suit up for the expedition.&nbsp; He had tried gathering last minute things, and making sure all of his equiptment including fertilizing solutions were loaded up.&nbsp; All of this taking place he had gotten to the area what seemed like a timely fashion, coming into the room a bit frazzled like the White Rabbit.&nbsp; He smiled as he walked past his fellow comrades and blushed lightly of embarassment making his way to suit up.&nbsp; After getting his suit on he sat for a minute to catch his breath and socialize if time permitted.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 01:55:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.yuku.com.s3.amazonaws.com/image/pjpeg/12c26c14ae78983424cc312ee876c80e9cd29923.pjpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Darien Maxwell</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Ready Room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td></tr><tr><td> Dr.Katelynn</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Checking equipment, greeting everyone</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><br>"Is that so?" he grinned, intrigued a bit as he stepped a little closer. When she recited his name he got an impish grin on his face as he spoke. "You already know about me I feel terrible! And of course it's a pleasure to meet you as well." he said, shaking her hand firmly but with a jovial, flirtatious tone to it. He stepped back after a moment, letting her get back to her duties but turning his head a little. "I look forward to working with you." he said, leaving his statement open-ended and with another grin.<br><br>When he saw Xander he immediately went over. "Well hello there." he said with a teasing purr, only loud enough for Xander to hear as he leaned over the other man's shoulder. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 07:23:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1263.photobucket.com/albums/ii625/RainbowRian/936full-alex-evans.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Xander R. Isley</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>EBA Preparation Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Everyone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> ..A bit behind</td></tr></tbody></table><hr>Xander was entirely too scatterbrained trying to think of different combonations of minerals to water in which to make the plants flourish.&nbsp; When Darien approached he happened to be in his own world of equations and mathematics until the throaty purr brought him too.&nbsp; He turned his head half knowingly then smiled at the man once he focused back onto his surroundings.&nbsp; "Why hello there,&nbsp; And how are you?"&nbsp; He spoke to the dashing man as he met his eyes.&nbsp; Somewhere in all of the commotion Xander's bangs had become untucked from behind his ear where, when he was doing alot of thinking, he kept them unless he decided to put his hair in a short ponytail which he tried to avoid whilst working.&nbsp; <br>"Are you excited?&nbsp; About this mission I mean?"&nbsp; He bit the inside of his lip only slightly, nearly unnoticably and then smiled.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>06-02-2013, 20:28:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://images.yuku.com.s3.amazonaws.com/image/pjpeg/12c26c14ae78983424cc312ee876c80e9cd29923.pjpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Darien Maxwell</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong></td><td>Ready Room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Dr.Katelynn</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Checking equipment, greeting everyone</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br><br><em>Adorable!</em>, Darien thought as he grinned. "Much better now I think." he said with a bit of a wink, stepping back to watch Xander. "Oh absolutely! I think I've ran on treadmills and worked out enough, I'm ready to do some real work." he nodded, flexing a bit.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 03:14:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1263.photobucket.com/albums/ii625/RainbowRian/936full-alex-evans.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Xander R. Isley</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>EBA Preparation Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Everyone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Catching Up</td></tr></tbody></table><hr>"Great,"&nbsp; Xander nodded.&nbsp; He couldn't wait to get the lab up and runnign which would consume an amount of time for him, testing pH levels, and getting the conditions perfect so that any plant life he started would stay sustained.&nbsp; After all the slightest measurement out of order would mean cotastrohpe for the plant life.&nbsp; Though all of these facts and equations ran through his head he did look forward to getting to know Darien a bit more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kythia</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 18:07:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/6ec543a2d21fbbc8bb0e4425b7bb9210/tumblr_mg6v8xklUH1rb8lf8o1_500.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Nikki Ward</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Just Entering Suiting Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone Present</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Frantically Catching Up</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Nikki didn't quite run in but it was as fast a walk as it could be while still being a walk.&nbsp; She'd been asleep when the PA sounded - the first time she'd managed to get to sleep since her arrival.&nbsp; A combination of excitement and an unfamiliar bed serving to keep her awake.&nbsp; Her tired brain hadn't been able to work out what the words were saying at first and she'd laid with her eyes closed for a while until it eventually filtered through and was processed.<br><br>Then she'd sprung out of bed and tried to get dressed, pick up her notebook and look up how to get to the suiting area all at ocne which had had the predictable effect of making all of those operations lsower than if she'd done them one at a time.&nbsp; Now she was terrified that she was holding up the voyage and her chance to meet the other colonists and had raced down as fast as she could, slowing to a walk only a pace or so before the door.&nbsp; <br><br>She glanced round at those present and said "Hi" - her accent somewhere in the middle of the Atlantic - British by birth but spent a long time in the US.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maitnenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>07-02-2013, 20:53:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Mars_test.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lt Colonel Louise Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hangar</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Alone, for the moment</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Admiring the ride.</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Louise walked around the bulk of the orbital shuttle, and stopped as her eyes fell on the craft she was going to be flying. It wasn't a thing of beauty by any means. Clearly intended as a long range cargo aircraft, the control surfaces were way out of proportion to the size of the thing, It's swollen belly made it look pregnant - her thoughts returned to her lover for a moment and she tried to imagine what the major would look like with a swollen tummy. The variable geometry wings were folded in for take off and the massive engines were rotated vertically, the turbo-props horizontal. The propeller blades were long, fat and sharply curved, designed to produce maximum thrust in the thin Martian air.<br><br>"Hmm. Well aren't you a fun looking bird", Louise muttered to herself, and began walking around the VSTOL craft. For some reason she kicked all the tyres. It was something of a tradition among pilots. Reaching up, she jumped in the light gravity and just managed to get a fingertip to the elevator flap on the left stabiliser fin.<br><br>"Ah, Colonel", One of the maintenance staff came out of the back of the plane, dressed in greasy blue overalls. "She's all prepped and fuelled and ready to go." The groundie handed Louise a digital tablet, which listed the craft's specifics, the load, the life support capacity, the fuel load, the range, the ceiling. "If you fly great circle, you'll have more than enough fuel to get back, but if you have to fly around any weather on the way out you should abort, because you may need the reserve to fly around weather on the way back."<br><br>"Right, I'll bare that in mind Matthews, thanks." The civilian technician didn't salute, something that Louise was still getting used to. She trotted up the ramp, briefly inspecting the cargo in the hold. It looked to be secure, but that was Q's job as load-master on this trip. Instead she climbed the short stairwell and through the pressure door into the passenger compartment, then forward, noticing how the twenty seats so closely resembled the old twentieth century economy class aircraft seats in the way they were crammed together into two rows across the width of the small cabin Forward of that, were the toilets, then the small galley, and last another pressure door that led through to the flight deck.<br><br>Louise slid into the left seat and plugged her implant into the ship's on-board systems.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 01:09:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suit-up bay</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone who's there</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Checking suits</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Laura grinned at Stephan and laughed softly, "How quickly we are forgotten, you were almost begging to see what I sent to Col. Cotter our first day. Oh well, I'll try to take regular pictures so we won't forget what I looked like with a figure."<br><br>She sighed and looked back at the room and those getting dressed in their E-suits, "Time to go to work... these things were suppose to be ready in a couple of minutes, I think we should schedule a couple of drills when we get back."<br><br>She stepped away and stopped by the hanger airlock, "Ok everyone, before we board the aircraft, we're going to perform a suit check and make sure that everyone's suited up and ready to go. If you'll line up before one of our fine security people, we'll try to make this painless and we can get out of ere in a few minutes. Once you're suit has been cleared, please head directly to the aircraft and find a seat... make sure that all parts of the harness is secure; if you're not sure, ask someone to help you out. We do not want anyone getting tossed about if we hit some bad weather... ok, lets line up."<br><br>She nodded to the two men who were going on the trip as a safety for the expedition and she motioned to the first person, "Hi, I promise to not get fresh." she said and smiled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 01:37:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Stefan_Versatile.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Deputy Mission Commander Stefan Versatile</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suit up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone there </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting ready</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>"Don't think I have forgotten Laura, I remember you two girls passing around dirty notes in front of me. When I see your pictures I expect to see something far from regular." Her comment about her figure coupled with the screams from earlier was easy to put together "Congratulations" he said sincerely "I think you will manage to keep your figure, even with a belly, I might try sneaking to your sleeping quarters so we can celebrate properly, although it should be hard to get past the checkpoints" he suggested jokingly.<br><br>Things got serious after that, Stefan had gotten his suit ready soon, mostly because he had memorized the procedure well,&nbsp; not because of trying to excel at it, but mostly because he couldn't stand the E-suit necessary as it was, and he wanted to be able to take it off as soon as possible. He smiled as he thought of the scolding both he and Laura got from Louise on their first day in Mars.<br><br>Without saying anything he walked to the back of the line so his suit could be checked. He trusted the computer more than a human eye, if something was found that a computer missed, he might be convinced otherwise.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NaughtyKitty</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 02:46:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h242/jenna_sheffield/Elliquiy/MarsColonyHeadshot.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Katelynn Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Flight Line</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>The Whole Gang</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Boarding the Tilt-Rotor</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Katelynn nodded....wondering to herself if the man really was looking forward to it.&nbsp; She could be a bit of a hard ass at times.....but maybe she'd try to turn over a new leaf.&nbsp; New planet, new life, right? <br><br>Maybe.&nbsp; <br><br>The Doctor finished getting into her suit and stood, about to head out to the flight line as Major Hicks announced that they'd be having a double check by someone from security.&nbsp; She huffed slightly....as if she didn't know how to put on her own Environmental Suit.&nbsp; Grabbing her tablet, she moved over to one of the security people....waved them through the process quickly and then headed out to the transport.&nbsp; She knew the base had a Tilt-rotor in their inventory and wasn't surprised to see the Colonel doing her pre-flight checks.&nbsp; NASA had used similar things from time to time....and the Armed Forces had used them for years.&nbsp; Took a good bit of work in the beginning, but they'd gotten it sorted.&nbsp; Good solid equipment.&nbsp; <br><br>Royse pulled herself up through the hatch and went off to find a seat.&nbsp; There was a lot to do out there....so they'd better get to it!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 18:12:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1263.photobucket.com/albums/ii625/RainbowRian/936full-alex-evans.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Xander R. Isley</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>EBA Preparation Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Everyone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Catching Up</td></tr></tbody></table><hr>Xander stood as everyone was getting their suits checked, and be loaded for transport.&nbsp; He waited along with his comrades as Major Hicks began checking suits.&nbsp; With a brief smile to Damien he stood and waited patiently before boarding when the time came.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kythia</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 20:05:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/6ec543a2d21fbbc8bb0e4425b7bb9210/tumblr_mg6v8xklUH1rb8lf8o1_500.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Nikki Ward</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Just Entering Suiting Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone Present</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Frantically Catching Up</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Nikki watched carefully at the others putting their suits on and did her best to replicate.&nbsp; There had been training, of course, butjust woken up and in her fluster to get down here she could only give a fifty per cent chance of getting her own name right let alone making sure the complicated fastenings were done correctly.&nbsp; So she copied and cheated, thanking god there would be a check.<br><br>She joined the end of the checking queue, limping slightly as she tried to avoid treading on the strap inside her shoe, and used the wait to take her left boot off, readjust the strap and put it back on.&nbsp; Smiled, a bit embarassed, at the person next to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>08-02-2013, 23:17:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Stefan_Versatile.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Deputy Mission Commander Stefan Versatile</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suit up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone there </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting in line</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>Having been talking to Laura at the time she asked for the people to get in line, and in no particular rush to get on the vehicle, he ended up pretty far back in the line, right next to Nikki, most people putting the suits on was slightly methodical, but hers had been in a rush. Having seen that only out of the corner of his eye, he had no idea whether it was carelessness or a method. That was resolved when he saw her take off the boot and readjust it. He smiled back as she did it to him.<br><br>Before he would have been more worried, thinking that people had issues with their jobs and that showed slack. He had however in the time he had spent in Mars learned to relax somewhat and accept that things fell in the right place eventually. Besides Louise would never risk losing a person to a suit failure, and Laura would make sure to not disappoint her.<br><br>He reached over and touched her security control "You forgot to use this one, if the light is green everything should check out." Not wanting to invade her space he only held it and didn't press the button.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kythia</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 18:04:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/6ec543a2d21fbbc8bb0e4425b7bb9210/tumblr_mg6v8xklUH1rb8lf8o1_500.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Nikki Ward</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Just Entering Suiting Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Stefan (and potentially others)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Suiting Up</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>She smiled sheepishly at the man and grinned a "Thanks".&nbsp; A slow check revealed a catch on her thigh that was loose and a undone strap across her shoulder which eventually turned the light green.&nbsp; <br><br>"It's a bit different doing it live, isn't it?"&nbsp; She took held her helmet casually under one arm while she tied her hair back.&nbsp; "Nicola Ward, Nikki.&nbsp; I'm the one from CNN, just to give you warning.&nbsp; But its OK, I left my notebook in my trouser pocket and I'll be damned if I'm taking this suit back off to get to it.&nbsp; So you can speak freely without worrying about anything getting jotted down."&nbsp; She smiled again, making it in to a joke.<br><br>"Now, if I remember training right, those are Deputy Mission Commander patches which makes you..."&nbsp; she pursed her lips "No, it's not coming.&nbsp; Sorry.&nbsp; I've actually just woken up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 19:11:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Stefan_Versatile.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Deputy Mission Commander Stefan Versatile</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suit up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone there </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting in line</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>He just gave her a friendly smile, he figure it was different from training, to him it was just as annoying but necessary. He gave another smile at her introduction.<br><br>"I know who you are, we might not have interacted a lot back in training, but I have a good memory for pretty faces." he pointed to his eye meaning the computer there "and I cheat with all the other ones, unless someone bashes their head on something and alter their face dramatically I should know who they are."<br><br>"No need to warn me Nikki, I'm the company man, everything I say relating company matters is filtered even before I think it" he joked back.<br><br>Her issues recalling his name told him she was serious about having just woken up, that actually explained a lot, considering her issues with the suit.<br><br>"Take another second and you are getting us coffee when you manage to get it" he said looking at her pursed lips for a second before going back to her eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kythia</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 19:33:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/6ec543a2d21fbbc8bb0e4425b7bb9210/tumblr_mg6v8xklUH1rb8lf8o1_500.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Nikki Ward</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Just Entering Suiting Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Stefan (and potentially others)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Suiting Up</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"OK, remember you forced me in to this."&nbsp; In a pleasant alto - Royal Academy trained since she could speak - she began to whisper sing to the tune of Good King Wenceslas:<br><br>"Mission Ker-mand, ex-mil-i-try<br>Lieutenant Ker-nel Cotter<br>Louise is her first name<br>A pilot from oz-land<br><br>Next in line's her dup-u-tee<br>Ital-i-an bus-ness-man<br>Stefan Versatile by name<br>Say it Ver-sa-tal-ee"<br><br>"Sorry about that.&nbsp; It helps me remember.&nbsp; Ask me later and I'll give you the whole song, and if you're very lucky I also have the procedure for evacuation to the tune of Jingle Bells.&nbsp; Anyway, Deputy Mission Commander Stefan Versatile.&nbsp; A pleasure to meet you, though I gotta be honest - I wish we'd done it when I was more awake.&nbsp; Never get a second chance to make a first impression.<br><br>Nicola Ward"&nbsp; She offered her hand and then rolled her eyes "I already said that didn't I"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>09-02-2013, 19:49:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Stefan_Versatile.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Deputy Mission Commander Stefan Versatile</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suit up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone there </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting in line</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>He smiled and let out a chuckled as she sung "Alright, alright, I'll get the coffee, and me like a fool using acronyms." he answered<br><br>"I just might request that" he took her hand in his and shook it as she introduced herself again "No, you said Nikki, which I assume you prefer?"<br><br>The woman really needed some caffeine or time to wake, because she didn't seem nervous, so it must have been the sleep still gnawing at her mind, not letting him remember what she had just done then again, it could have been worse.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordMing</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 06:07:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1287.photobucket.com/albums/a632/Michael_Saumure/RitaClose_zps51122bd7.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Rita Munoz</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Suit Up Room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Everyone else</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting ready</td></tr></tbody></table><br>Rita had gotten suited up and joined the rest of the line to be checked over.&nbsp; She smiled at the singing and rocked back and forth, flexing her limbs to get a feel for the pressurized outfit.&nbsp; She had never had an issue getting up for work, now was no different, coffee and toast and she had been ready to rock.&nbsp; She looked over the rest of the company assembled and hoped she would pull her own weight when the time came.&nbsp; Then she hoped she didnt look as concerned as she felt about the whole thing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 11:27:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Mars_test.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lt Colonel Louise Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>On the aircraft</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Alone for the moment</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Preflight checks</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Louise ran through the pre-flight check list on her implant quickly. The craft used the standard US Airforce pilot-interface that had been adopted by air forces and airlines across the world, and now, she chuckled softly at the thought, across two worlds.<br><br>Being jacked in to the plane's on-board computer meant she could communicate with it just by thinking. There were manual controls to fly the old fashioned way, but no-one ever used them any more. To a civilian, it was a scary sight - it looked for all the world that the plane was flying itself while the pilot and co-pilot were asleep!<br><br>Louise contacted the base AI and requested public address in the suiting up room only.<br><br><strong>"Your attention please, ladies and gentlemen. Martian Airways flight zero zero one to Olympus Mons is now ready for boarding. Would all passengers in seat rows one and two - that's everyone, by the way - please make your way to the hanger, where the flight attendant will direct you to your seats. Thank you."</strong> The flight attendant had literally just that second reported his presence on the aircraft. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 22:49:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://images.yuku.com.s3.amazonaws.com/image/pjpeg/12c26c14ae78983424cc312ee876c80e9cd29923.pjpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Darien Maxwell</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong></td><td>Ready Room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Xander, Katelynn, everyone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Heading towards shuttle/ship</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Darien winked playfully at Xander before he heard the announcements. Playtime was over, time to get to work. He got in line with all the others and took his seat. It was a toss up as to who he wanted to sit next to, the enticing Xander or Katelynn. He certainly wouldn't mind being assigned to sit by either one as he waited to be told where he was to plant his ass.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>10-02-2013, 23:31:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1263.photobucket.com/albums/ii625/RainbowRian/936full-alex-evans.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Xander R. Isley</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>EBA Preparation Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Everyone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Catching Up</td></tr></tbody></table><hr>After hearing the announcement Xander's heart thundered a bit faster as he got ready to be seated.&nbsp; His cheeks pink with excitement as everyone began boarding.&nbsp; He wondered where he would be seated, and next to whom in particular, because he would likely have to take care in not talking their ears off. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 01:17:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Joe McGregor was one of the base catering staff, and was also one ofg three people assigned to this aircraft in rotation to be the flight attendant. He'd got lucky on the rostering he guessed. As the first two men came aboard the craft he smiled at them. "Please fill up the front row seats first, thank you ever so much". His voice held just a touch of his native Edinburgh accent, but he'd lived most of his pre-Mars life in London, England.<br><br>"Appart from that, ye can sit where ever. There's twenty three people on the plane and twenty three seats. First come first seated."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LordMing</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 15:09:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1287.photobucket.com/albums/a632/Michael_Saumure/RitaClose_zps51122bd7.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Rita Munoz</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Boarding Transport</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Everyone else</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Settling in</td></tr></tbody></table><br>The craft wasn't terribly big but Rita had grown accustomed to small quarters on the oil rigs, and that had prepared her well for life on the colony as well.&nbsp; Finding a seat was simple enough, the young man named Xander had already seated himself, and since she preferred not to sit by the pressure hull she chose to join him.&nbsp; "Hope you don't mind me joining you." she quipped, her accent already giving away her nationality to anyone who knew how to tell.&nbsp; Settling in she smiled at Xander as she buckled herself in to the seat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kythia</strong> on <strong>11-02-2013, 18:12:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/6ec543a2d21fbbc8bb0e4425b7bb9210/tumblr_mg6v8xklUH1rb8lf8o1_500.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Nikki Ward</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Just Entering Suiting Area</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Stefan (and potentially others)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Finding a Seat</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"Nikki for preference, yes.&nbsp; Nicola for Sunday Best or if I'm in trouble."&nbsp; She was just about to say more when the recorded voice spoke up, mkaing her jump.<br><br>"Well, here we go then" she said with a grin to Stefan and then filed in to the plane to look for a seat.&nbsp; Eventually choosing one as far from the door as possible to make it easier for others to file in.&nbsp; It was going to be crowded but that had never bothered her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>12-02-2013, 04:59:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/94/Abigail_Carter.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Abigail "Abs" Carter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Ready Room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone else</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Gearing up for mission</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Abby was raring to go. Sadly she'd not had a chance to see Jack before leaving, but she knew she'd be back soon enough and they'd make up for lost time. She boarded the ship with the others, excited for what lay ahead.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>14-02-2013, 16:08:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1a/Dr._Madison_Chance.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Madison Chance</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Boarding ship</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Mission crew</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Mission preparation</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>Deputy Commander Versatile's reaction to my comments confused me slightly. I thought that my words were properly crafted to indicate my interest in further social engagement. Apparently, my assessment proved to be somewhat inaccurate. Disappointing, but perhaps understandable. It was one reason - of many - why I wished Lena had been assigned to the mission. She was invaluable in helping me overcome my social shortcomings.<br><br>My environment systems in my suit all were functioning properly, and passed inspection. I made my way from the suiting area onto the shuttle. I took a seat along the far side of the back row, so I could observe the reactions and social interactions of my fellow crew members. Most had matched themselves in some sort of pair, whether casual or intimate, which I found intriguing. With a sigh, I watched the remainder of the crew file on board, checking my notes regarding all of them to so I could begin my work.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Prince Truhan</strong> on <strong>14-02-2013, 16:32:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Stefan_Versatile.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Deputy Mission Commander Stefan Versatile</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Ready to leave</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone there </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Getting aboard</td></tr></tbody></table><hr><br>Stefan was one of the last to get on the ship, he wanted to observe how people acted, even if he made an effort to not be as judgmental as he had been on earth, after all Mars not only provided unique challenges it also meant he couldn't just fire people and get someone to replace them.<br><br>He saw Dr. Chance at the back looking at people and he moved towards her. He took the seat besides her, something he did only because he knew Lena wouldn't be coming along in the trip.<br><br>"I won't interrupt your observations" he said "I would certainly appreciate if you shared them with me. I believe they are colder than mine." he realized that could be taken badly and even if he assumed she wouldn't&nbsp; so he justified himself "I mean that as a compliment." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Blinkin</strong> on <strong>14-02-2013, 18:05:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Lt_Laura_Alicia_Hicks.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Major Laura Hicks (MSF)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Hanger Bay</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Everyone boarding Flight 2001A of Mars Airways</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Boarding the aircraft in a proper military fashion</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Major Laura Hicks, having seen to the safety of the passengers and crew of the shuttle, an old situation comedy theme song playing through her head in spite of her best efforts...<br><br>"...a three hour cruise... a three hour cruise...<br>The weather started getting rough; the mighty ship was tossed.<br>If not for the valient crew, the Minnow would be lost..."<br><br>She shook her head and walked up the ramp last, nodding to the ground crew and paused at the top of the ramp to activate the controls to close and seal it before moving forward and checking visually that each set of restraints were properly fastened before she settled into her own seat and buckled up the 5 piece restraints and activated a personal comm link to the pilot, "Col. Hotpants, the ship is secure and passengers buckled in. Ready when you are."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ambie</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 19:19:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://media.onsugar.com/files/2011/01/03/2/1331/13311615/22/jessica-simpson-army-070503-1.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Amber "V" Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>On the Transport</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>everyone on the transport</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Making her way to the cockpit</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Amber made her way through the rows of people. This was a big bird...they had a ton of cargo...but her mind was on the man she had put her suit on next to. He was very handsome...reminded her of an old friend from back on earth that she had gone through the academy with. She had always meant to catch up with him, but outrunning her fathers ever reaching control on her led her to the Mars project...and ultimately away from him...<br><br>That man brought back these feelings...and this was definitely a new chance to do something like that...<br><br>She shrugged off the thought as she passed him sitting in his seat. She would have to get around to that later...She was co-pilot on this mission...but in a bird like this, there wasn't going to be much to be done as it was basically all automatic. The hand controls were just there for the 1% case something went wrong. Besides, with all of the equipment and vehicles they had down in the bay, it would be a mess if anything too crazy happened. <br><br>Amber set down in the cockpit seeing Lt Colonel Louise Cotter to her left...always at the ready, checking over a few things even though her implant was giving her the most important things. She was a pro for sure. "Colonel...I was checking over some weather reports on the way down...looks like we may have some bumps on the way out....nothing you can't handle though I'm sure." Amber said as she smiled and let her implant begin its feed of information. She noticed a few things that weren't perfect but shouldn't affect the flight. This transport had been sitting for a while, and her check over outside with the crew didn't reveal anything abnormal.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RainbowRian</strong> on <strong>16-02-2013, 19:35:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1263.photobucket.com/albums/ii625/RainbowRian/936full-alex-evans.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Xander R. Isley</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Boarding</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Everyone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Taking his seat.</td></tr></tbody></table><hr>Xander made his way to a seat, sitting so that there were two empty seats next to him.&nbsp; A woman he hadn't talked to much to, named Rita, if he remembered correctly sat next to him on one side leaving the other seat open.&nbsp; "I don't mind at all." He said as he buckled himself in and smiled.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NaughtyKitty</strong> on <strong>17-02-2013, 01:36:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h242/jenna_sheffield/Elliquiy/MarsColonyHeadshot.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Katelynn Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Flight Line</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>The Whole Gang</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Sitting in her seat on the Tilt-Rotor</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>Kate looked up as everyone else began to board the aircraft.&nbsp; There was a hint of annoyance on her face that it had taken everyone so long to get here.&nbsp; Though thoughts of that popped out of her mind when first Dr. Chance appeared aboard the ship.....and then followed soon after by another woman.&nbsp; If memory served, she was the resident journalist.&nbsp; As pretty as this woman was....she couldn't help but remember that she had to be careful what she said around her.&nbsp; Years of doing what she'd done, she had schooled herself to watch what she said around the media.<br><br>Though in this case....who would this woman tell?&nbsp; The colony wasn't all that big...and pretty much anything that went on would be known by everyone else on the planet. Still though....she'd be careful all the same.&nbsp; It might be worth talking to Colonel Cotter about it as well.&nbsp; <br><br>But the woman was beautiful.&nbsp; Royse had noticed that she'd been taking more note of the other women around her.&nbsp; Part of her wondered if she was the only one in the colony that hadn't paired off with someone.&nbsp; She certainly wasn't having sex with anyone....and God she wanted to.&nbsp; It had been entirely too long.&nbsp; ENTIRELY too long.&nbsp; She smirked, an image of the woman laying beneath her moaning in lust.&nbsp; She exhaled.....trying to stave off the warm feeling that was building inside her suit.&nbsp; <br><br>When the Colonel announced that they were ready to go, Kate smiled.&nbsp; "Alright...let's go see the neighborhood!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Mars Colony - Maintenance and Engineering</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>17-02-2013, 11:37:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fa/Mars_test.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Lt Colonel Louise Cotter</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Cockpit</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Amber</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Rolling out</td></tr></tbody></table><br><hr><br>"Ah there you are." Louise smiled at her copilot. "Weather reports are so bloody changeable on Mars, we could run into a major blow and have to abort, or we could have clear air all the way there. I've always wanted to do this..." She flipped the intercom on. "Good morning ladies and gentlemen and welcome aboard Mars Air flight zero zero one to Mount Olympus. The weather report says we may have some small bumps on the way, but for the most part the weather is clear. We will be flying at an altitude of fifteen hundred metres above mean ground level, and will be taking off in a few minutes. Cabin crew, doors to manual!"<br><br>She paused and then added, "Sorry, I always wanted to say that ever since seeing it on a documentary about air travel. Anyway, I hope everyone is comfortable, because it's going to be a long flight. Closing the read door".<br><br>She left the intercom on and watched from an external camera as the ramp at the back levered itself up and closed with a thud. The tell-tale on the dash turned green and she nodded. "Rear door is sealed. Cabin pressure nominal. Closing internal pressure doors." The double airlock doors between the cargo bay and the passenger cabin slid into place and sealed, followed by the pressure door between the passenger cabin and cockpit. The latter was merely a precaution and she would open it again as soon as they were in the air.<br><br>"MA-001 to tower, request permission to exit airlock?" She spoke over the radio, for formality's sake.<br><br>"This is New Sydney control, Mars Air One you are clear to roll. We have no other traffic in your vicinity" The reply came back. Louise chuckled. Clearly the guy on the radio had the same sense of humour and sense of history as herself!<br><br>"Opening inner door". The massive hanger door slid upwards and she eased electricity into the wheel motors, trundling the vehicle forwards. "Closing inner door". The door slid shut and locked. "De-pressurising main lock". Pumping out that much air took a while, and it was a good five minutes before the flashing amber light above the outer door finally turned green. "Pressure equalised to surface. Opening outer door". The door slid up soundlessly, and Louise eased the ship forward, driving it up the slight incline and out onto the Martian surface... (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148806.msg7737692#msg7737692)
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