Traveller: Life in the Marches - A ship of our own

Fourier · 21-03-2018 09:26PM

OldGoat wrote: »

Medscans Evan for damage.

Medical scans detect he has a partially cracked rib.

Fourier · 21-03-2018 09:31PM

OldGoat wrote: »

Nestor slaps the button.

"Initiating defrosting process..."

Steam rises from the Cryopod, as the liquid oxygen is drained from it and the complex mix of preservative fluids is pulled from the occupants body back into the storage tank at the base of the pod.

Finally the green light flashes and the pod doors open....

Mollyb60 · 21-03-2018 10:00PM

[OOC: I guess Verne and Glenn have reached the plane by now? Or are we still on the way? Not sure how far away it was from the city/town]

Fourier · 21-03-2018 10:01PM

OOC: Sorry! Yes, they'd be outside now

Professor Moriarty · 21-03-2018 10:26PM

Seneca slowly sits up. Feeling a little chilly, he begins to gaze around the room blinking as he tries to make out figures silhouetted against the harsh bright lights. He puts his hand over his eyes and the figure of what seems to be a type of donkey comes into focus. He tries to speak, but a throat dry for centuries makes no sound other than a dry rasping gurgle.

jasonb · 21-03-2018 10:27PM

OOC: Excellent, saves us having to write about getting there!

Glenn watches the Cyropod closely, keeping all his senses tuned for any trouble that may be ahead...

OOC2: Your username alone has me worried about Seneca's motives!

Banjo · 21-03-2018 10:44PM

"you can't talk back. I like the cut off your jib. You shall be my first mate. Put some clothes on and get that ****ing pilot to lift off, no. 1!"

Necro · 21-03-2018 10:48PM

Bakleth examines Seneca closely for a few moments.

Then he snaps to attention, assuming RJ is speaking to him.

'Bakleth can no fly craft - but he will try.'

He makes for the console and starts fiddling with switches.

Professor Moriarty · 21-03-2018 10:50PM

Seneca stares in bewilderment. He wonders to himself if the creature barking at him is real or an illusion. He also wonders if any of these strange beings have any food or water as it's been quite a while since anything passed his lips. He looks into the barking creatures eyes and points to his mouth hoping that the creature has the wit to understand.

jasonb · 21-03-2018 10:56PM

"I don't need to be Psychic to know that he's probably hungry and thirsty after being in Cyro" says Glenn. "Has anyone got some drink and food to give him?"

Necro · 21-03-2018 10:57PM

Bakleth, still fiddling with switches absent mindedly tosses an apple to Seneca.

Baggly · 21-03-2018 11:02PM

Dhinor asks Bakleth to stop playing with the switches and to give him a shout before listening to RJ in future. Just so he can sense check any orders, as captain.

Baggly · 21-03-2018 11:03PM

Dhinor turns to Seneca

'Welcome....friend. You have been in cryosleep for a long time. Let our medic help you and we can tell you more about where you are once he has done so.'

Dhinor gives Nestor a slight nod, implying he wants Nestor to take a closer look at Seneca.

Professor Moriarty · 21-03-2018 11:04PM

Seneca turns as an apple bounces off his shoulder and falls to the floor. Weak with hunger and confused by thirst, he begins to wonder if these creatures intend to eat him. "Perhaps the apple is part of a crude sauce?" he muses. He tries to apply logic to his situation. "Very soon, either I will be given food, water and clothes or I will be food." he concludes. Seneca awaits his fate.

Necro · 21-03-2018 11:08PM

Pter wrote: »

Dhinor asks Bakleth to stop playing with the switches and to give him a shout before listening to RJ in future. Just so he can sense check any orders, as captain.

Bakleth sighs.

This having two captains is hard.

He stops fiddling with the switches and picks up the apple on the floor.

He approaches Seneca.

'You hungry? Bakleth feed you.'

He tries to force feed Seneca the apple.

Professor Moriarty · 21-03-2018 11:11PM

Seneca is now certain that the hoofed creature intends to eat him. He recalls pictures from his childhood of roasted pigs with apples in their mouths. Too frail to fight, he lays back down in the pod.

Necro · 21-03-2018 11:20PM

Bakleth sighs again.

He just doesn't understand these humans... Aslans - and whatever that other thing is.

Meat eating, pleasuring - not liking apples.

He stops attempting to feed Seneca and gently places the apple on his chest.

'You - eat - apple?'

He waits for a response

Professor Moriarty · 21-03-2018 11:25PM

Seneca studies the hoofed creature. He notices that, despite his aggressive manner, the creature has kindness in his eyes. Seneca picks up the apple. He reasons that if it is poisoned he will die but that he will die of hunger anyway. He slowly bites into the apple keeping his gaze on the creature.

Necro · 21-03-2018 11:27PM

Bakleth smiles. It is a terrifying sight to see a K'Kree smile, hence why he rarely does it.

'Good... Apples. Yes?'

Bakleth turns around smiling at everyone.

Baggly · 21-03-2018 11:29PM

'Well done Bakleth. You are in charge of getting this human back on his feet, under the supervision of the medic.

Nestor, can you tell us if he is fit to stay on the raft with us while we are on the survey mission'

Necro · 21-03-2018 11:42PM

Pter wrote: »

'Well done Bakleth. You are in charge of getting this human back on his feet, under the supervision of the medic.

Nestor, can you tell us if he is fit to stay on the raft with us while we are on the survey mission'

Bakleth salutes Dhinor, then turns and salutes RJ.

This is going to get confusing.

He turns back to Seneca.

'Bakleth - friend. Bakleth - help?'

He turns around and roars at the others.

'HUMIE NEED WATER! GIVE BAKLETH NOW!'

Professor Moriarty · 21-03-2018 11:43PM

Seneca slowly begins to feel a little energy course through his body. He picks up a piece of cloth from the floor and wraps it around his waist. Noticing a bottle of water and a sandwich on a desk, he staggers over and begins to eat while wondering why the other creatures didn't think of offering them to him.

He smiles at the hoofed creature. It occurs to him that this is his first meaningful interaction with another being for many, many years. How many years, he doesn't know. As he drinks the water, his mind becomes clearer. He remembers that he will need a translator chip to understand the creatures' barking. He staggers back to the pod and begins to search.

Banjo · 21-03-2018 11:57PM

"Bakleth, stop saluting the pilot. If he wanted salutes he'd have stayed in the Navy. "

So, new guy found the sandwich. A problem solver, eh? Look at him, crawling around in the cryogick in his makeshift loincloth like a little velociraptor jesus. Well played no. 1, well played.

Professor Moriarty · 22-03-2018 12:04AM

Seneca eventually finds his translator chip and inserts it into the slot behind his left ear. He notes the sawn off shotgun next to his personal items in the pod. Having found his clothes beneath a blanket he begins to dress. He turns to the hoofed creature. "I am Seneca. What is your name? What kind of creature are you? Where am I?"

Necro · 22-03-2018 12:07AM

Professor Moriarty wrote: »

Seneca eventually finds his translator chip and inserts it into the slot behind his left ear. He notes the sawn off shotgun next to his personal items in the pod. Having found his clothes beneath a blanket he begins to dress. He turns to the hoofed creature. "I am Seneca. What is your name? What kind of creature are you? Where am I?"

OOC: Disregard my last comment :P

Bakleth peers down at the human.

'Me? I am Bakleth - K'Kree. Seneca and Bakleth - friends?'

Professor Moriarty · 22-03-2018 12:11AM

Necrominus wrote: »

OOC: Disregard my last comment :P

Bakleth peers down at the human.

'Me? I am Bakleth - K'Kree. Seneca and Bakleth - friends?'

Seneca nods and smiles. "Friends indeed, Bakleth. I seem to have been reborn at an exciting time. Much of the technology and the creatures are new to me but I would like to travel with you. I may be of use and the total of my alternatives seems to be zero."

Necro · 22-03-2018 12:14AM

Professor Moriarty wrote: »

Seneca nods and smiles. "Friends indeed, Bakleth. I seem to have been reborn at an exciting time. Much of the technology and the creatures are new to me but I would like to travel with you. I may be of use and the total of my alternatives seems to be zero."

Bakleth looks down in shock. He's never had a friend before. Well since...

RJ and Dhinor are his captains.

He lifts Seneca up and swings him around the room in an embrace in excitement.

He suddenly realises the human may not appreciate this and drops him back into his pod.

'Bakleth and Seneca - yes. Friends! You need any help, friend? Maybe one of captains can tell you more about planet. Bakleth just follow orders.'

Professor Moriarty · 22-03-2018 12:21AM

Once the dizziness and nausea fades, Seneca smiles. "I think I'll just be following orders for a while too. Where are we going? Who's giving the orders?"

Necro · 22-03-2018 12:24AM

Bakleth points at Dhinor and then RJ.

'Two captains. Bakleth confused. Maybe Bakleth take Seneca's place in pod and sleep? We go on mission to volcano. Bakleth think captains want Bakleth to swim in volcano. Bakleth think volcano too hot for swimming.'

Banjo · 22-03-2018 12:25AM

"The scouts are giving the orders, son. We are all just following 'em. Now, the scouts want this magic carpet up in the air and headed to aggrabah before you can say "that's not a lamp and you're not a genie" - PILOT! Space-jesus! The crew is assembled, the poptart has thawed, let's go let's go!"

Traveller: Life in the Marches - A ship of our own

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