Well, That Could Have Gone Better 023

[screwyoubob]

[Locked to Crew // Unhackable]

Radiation's all cleaned up! It's safe to go near Liquid Metal Reactors 008 through 015 again!

Also? I found the gravity gun that everyone was talking about over dinner a week ago! It's so much fun!

[End LockDid you know that if you leave your lunch in an area with a lot of radiation and forget about it and come

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[oneeveryminute]

Rather you than me, mate.

[screwyoubob]

Rather me and you what? Huh?

[oneeveryminute]

[He repeats himself, speaking slower and enunciating a little better.]

Rather you than me.

Means I don't think I'd wanna touch two-week old food that'd been exposed to radiation.

[screwyoubob]

Oh, uhm, that's probably a good idea. You'd probably die. My boots melted off.

[B giggles.]

[oneeveryminute]

Ah. Ha.

Right.

[Russ isn't sure he heard that right. Or that B is totally sane.]

[screwyoubob]

I'm an engineer.

[His tone clearly expects that this should clear everything up.]

I can withstand radiation doses that would kill you in minutes. Hee.

[oneeveryminute]

Not because you're an engineer though, eh?

[He's intrigued, and slightly bewildered.]

You're crew, ain'tcha?

[screwyoubob]

Oh! Yup! I'm crew! I'm the mechanic!

[B grins in pride.]

[oneeveryminute]

Mechanic? That's an important job. So you keep the ship going then?

[Russ is completely serious; he's actually quite impressed.]

[screwyoubob]

Oh, yes! I maintain the engines and fix stuff when it breaks!

[B sounds totally enthusiastic.]

[oneeveryminute]

"When" it breaks?

Uh, how often does shit break around here then?