2nd Hot Blood (36 hours after first TSX pilot incapped)
7:59 pm (Monday)
[[MarKus is cannibalizing the newly unmanned TSX model, breaking it down into spare parts. This and that he sets aside for Shirley, but most of the others, larger parts, are set aside and organized for compatibility with others. ]]
10:32 pm
[[MarKus starts working on Shirley's striker, even if she isn't around to consult.]]
1:11 am (Tuesday)
[[MarKus starts attaching two extra TSX arms to Imber's Pauldrons of Epic Rock Punching. Extra reach for the mecha that doesn't have any guns.
4:33 am
[[MarKus enjoys a sandwich while he directs a plan. Most of the mechanics about are cool with it, setting up spare Ruge Lances and guns about the deck, covered by plating. The other pilots won't know about it at least.
One mechanic mouths off, which he is promptly introduced to the hand MarKus is holding his sandwich. Now's he's double pissed.
8:01 am
[[MarKus finds it a good idea to start painting bands on ALL of the mecha onboard. Mostly in a color that stands out on the standard paint job. One band for each day. No, he didn't ask permission for this.]]
11:43 am
[[Again, without permission, MarKus continues his painting binge. Ryo's Mark Zwei is not a metallic orange. No, this wasn't ironic to being similar to the Festum, but to stand him out as the Ace. He is the reason they're all on this ship anyway.
2:44 pm
[[MarKus is logically MIA. The Technica is out fighting though. When it comes back...]]
3:34 pm
[[MarKus is back, and he's got it in his head to try and link up a Ruge Lance to the Type-T's systems. In the process he smashes his fingers with a wrench.]]
4:03 pm
[[MarKus is in the infirmary getting bandaged. He suddenly got the "genius" idea to blare music in there, juxtaposed to our comatose little friend there.
It's not waking him up at all.]]
5:38 pm
[[MarKus instructs an update of all the mecha's armbands. He's apparently got some serious props amongst the mechanics there.]]
6:42 pm
[[MarKus oggles Unit 04's massive... massiveness, while enjoying a sammich. He orders the Behemoth and all LUPUSes to be fully loaded.]]
No fucker. LOAD IT! Every fucking unit loaded, and if you can put one in the chamber you put ONE IN THE CHAMBER! [[It's almost time for another Rider Punch!... But the guy gets away without being decked.]]
7:21 pm
[[MarKus drags ass and gets to tuning Shirley's Striker again...]]
8:07 pm
[[MarKus proceeds to give the Strike Unit a fresh coat of DROOL. He's apparently passed out leaning over on it.]]
((Pick your time and tag. Hopefully ALL OVER the place the tags will come from! Songs are distinctly what he's playing on his stereo at the time associated. That's not saying that he's not playing other music the entirety of his 36 hours of hard work.))
[[MarKus is cannibalizing the newly unmanned TSX model, breaking it down into spare parts. This and that he sets aside for Shirley, but most of the others, larger parts, are set aside and organized for compatibility with others. ]]
10:32 pm
Click to view[[MarKus starts working on Shirley's striker, even if she isn't around to consult.]]
1:11 am (Tuesday)
[[MarKus starts attaching two extra TSX arms to Imber's Pauldrons of Epic Rock Punching. Extra reach for the mecha that doesn't have any guns.
4:33 am
[[MarKus enjoys a sandwich while he directs a plan. Most of the mechanics about are cool with it, setting up spare Ruge Lances and guns about the deck, covered by plating. The other pilots won't know about it at least.
One mechanic mouths off, which he is promptly introduced to the hand MarKus is holding his sandwich. Now's he's double pissed.
8:01 am
[[MarKus finds it a good idea to start painting bands on ALL of the mecha onboard. Mostly in a color that stands out on the standard paint job. One band for each day. No, he didn't ask permission for this.]]
11:43 am
[[Again, without permission, MarKus continues his painting binge. Ryo's Mark Zwei is not a metallic orange. No, this wasn't ironic to being similar to the Festum, but to stand him out as the Ace. He is the reason they're all on this ship anyway.
2:44 pm
[[MarKus is logically MIA. The Technica is out fighting though. When it comes back...]]
3:34 pm
[[MarKus is back, and he's got it in his head to try and link up a Ruge Lance to the Type-T's systems. In the process he smashes his fingers with a wrench.]]
4:03 pm
[[MarKus is in the infirmary getting bandaged. He suddenly got the "genius" idea to blare music in there, juxtaposed to our comatose little friend there.
It's not waking him up at all.]]
5:38 pm
[[MarKus instructs an update of all the mecha's armbands. He's apparently got some serious props amongst the mechanics there.]]
6:42 pm
[[MarKus oggles Unit 04's massive... massiveness, while enjoying a sammich. He orders the Behemoth and all LUPUSes to be fully loaded.]]
No fucker. LOAD IT! Every fucking unit loaded, and if you can put one in the chamber you put ONE IN THE CHAMBER! [[It's almost time for another Rider Punch!... But the guy gets away without being decked.]]
7:21 pm
[[MarKus drags ass and gets to tuning Shirley's Striker again...]]
8:07 pm
[[MarKus proceeds to give the Strike Unit a fresh coat of DROOL. He's apparently passed out leaning over on it.]]
((Pick your time and tag. Hopefully ALL OVER the place the tags will come from! Songs are distinctly what he's playing on his stereo at the time associated. That's not saying that he's not playing other music the entirety of his 36 hours of hard work.))