Nobody Loses All The Time [Log] [Canon-Swap]
Who: Commander Howard Stark and Galetea
When: Wednesday Night
Where: Cafeteria
Summary: What happens when two volatile personalities meet on a canon-swap week? Well, with Howard and Tea ... not much different.
Rating: PG-13 for possible language.
Warnings: Howard may go through a wall? Tea may get singed? These things, they happen.
The cafeteria, Commander Stark found, was the perfect place to sit down, have some chow, and do blaster maintenance. You'd think with the volume of people wandering in and out that it wouldn't be safe, but the cafeteria was unusually sparsely filled. People usually ate in their rooms, cooked in their apartments, or just grabbed something to eat and headed off to do ... whatever they needed to do.
Howard himself needed a break from the shielding project - the work was intense and the Doctor himself was a little odd. He didn't like guns, for one thing. So Howard took himself, and his blaster, to get some needed R and R before jumping back into things.
Right now he was parsing through what was called a 'sandwich' while he checked the power levels, his cleaning cloth and power gauges next to his plate. He'd put this together out of spare parts he had taken from around the Facility, before the Rebellion (felt odd calling it that), so it wasn't standard military issue. Still, it did the job. Now, he just needed to upgrade it.
When: Wednesday Night
Where: Cafeteria
Summary: What happens when two volatile personalities meet on a canon-swap week? Well, with Howard and Tea ... not much different.
Rating: PG-13 for possible language.
Warnings: Howard may go through a wall? Tea may get singed? These things, they happen.
The cafeteria, Commander Stark found, was the perfect place to sit down, have some chow, and do blaster maintenance. You'd think with the volume of people wandering in and out that it wouldn't be safe, but the cafeteria was unusually sparsely filled. People usually ate in their rooms, cooked in their apartments, or just grabbed something to eat and headed off to do ... whatever they needed to do.
Howard himself needed a break from the shielding project - the work was intense and the Doctor himself was a little odd. He didn't like guns, for one thing. So Howard took himself, and his blaster, to get some needed R and R before jumping back into things.
Right now he was parsing through what was called a 'sandwich' while he checked the power levels, his cleaning cloth and power gauges next to his plate. He'd put this together out of spare parts he had taken from around the Facility, before the Rebellion (felt odd calling it that), so it wasn't standard military issue. Still, it did the job. Now, he just needed to upgrade it.