forum Welcome Aboard The Axis // A small handful? // CLOSED

Started May 25, 2019 by @croccin-champagne

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Alec was the first one to respond. ”I can hear you, Val. Would you mind telling me what we’re looking for?” He complained. ”No one ever tells me anything on this ship.”

"We need a spare part for the ship," James responded with a light snap into the earpiece and at the boy, "I told you this before we got off the ship Alec so don't complain."

"A new fuel container. The current one is leaking." Val answered, watching the controls of the ship. "And unless you are all okay with the ship exploding mid warp, it would be a good idea to get a new one."

”I would be fine with exploding right now,” Alec muttered. He had been in a bad mood all morning, and this little trip didn’t really make it any better. ”And James, I will complain as much as I want.” Alec hated being told what to do, something that was not very convenient when part of a crew.

"It's captain to you," James looked over at Alec, "We've almost got the piece Val. I have no plans of exploding any time soon."

"Good. It's not fun." Val said, entirely serious. "Try not to get arrested this time, as well. We don't need a repeat of the Yaiven incident."

"I'm well aware," James sighed and spotted a shop that would sell the part, "I hope your ready to put the container in when we get there just in case."

"Of course I am. I've done everything I can, all that's left is the actual placement of the container." Val said matter-of-factly, standing from the seat to pace, in a way that very much resembled marching.

"Good," James responded once last time. He paused for a second, "You weren't sitting in my chair where you Valeria?"

"Of course not, cap." Valeria said, eyes flickering to the chair in question as she very obviously lied, the flicker of a smile on her face carrying in her voice.

"I can tell you're lying," James walked into the shop and glanced around looking for a fuel container.

"Can you? Interesting." The playfulness in her words was something Val didn't normally partake in, usually entirely serious and…stiff.

"Indeed I can," James was slightly quieter than he was previously. The strange playfulness in her voice offset him slightly, "So get out of my office and back to position. I'm getting the fuel container right now."

Kym listened to the conversation, nit saying anything. She turned the mic of her earpiece on to say: "Might be a bit late back. Grabbing supplies for the kitchen."

"Try not to be too late." Val knew they wouldn't leave without Kym, but the warning was important.

A man poked his head around a cluttered shelf of parts and supplies, his rat-like face splitting into a grin as he spotted James and the others. "Well, hello there!"

James looked at the man, presumably the store owner, with a straight face, “Greetings. We’re just looking around.”

The man raised a thin eyebrow, eyes sparkling. "Ah, yes. Looking around. Looking in particular, or looking with nothing in mind?" Something about him seemed off, and it might've had something to do with the way his eyes flickered around nonstop.

"Just looking," James responded. He didn't like the way this man presented himself. He would simply grab the fuel container and book it with the others in tow.

Meanwhile, Alec was looking around in the store. He always wanted to find new materials for his projects. Suddenly he saw something interesting. It was a cube of metal, with a small, round button on the side. Curious, he made sure no one was looking before he slipped it into his pocket.

The man didn't notice, though he continued to eye them as he went about somewhat shiftily 'organizing' the shelves. His fingers never seemed to stop moving, fiddling and moving things around.

James went to the different shelves and picked up items before putting them back down faking an interest. He had already found the object they needed, but if he took it immediately it would be suspicious. So he made his way over slowly before picking up an unrelated item examining it before silently slipping the fuel container into his already falsely filled bag with his other hand.