Mission log 2. [Audio]
[not-so-muffled cursing you're probably glad doesn't translate]
Fraggin' DECKPLAN. Fraggin' no GPS. [Glares at sunny sky] Fraggin' no satellites.
[Barricade has finally found the exit and a spot on Deck Three large enough that he can lay down and get some solar recharge. Which will hopefully improve his mood.]
[Clanging as he settles himself down on the deck.]
Frag. Frenzy would have loved this slaggin' stuff.
Fraggin' DECKPLAN. Fraggin' no GPS. [Glares at sunny sky] Fraggin' no satellites.
[Barricade has finally found the exit and a spot on Deck Three large enough that he can lay down and get some solar recharge. Which will hopefully improve his mood.]
[Clanging as he settles himself down on the deck.]
Frag. Frenzy would have loved this slaggin' stuff.