forum See you, space cowboy (space pirate bounty hunter RP, OPEN)

Started August 12, 2018 by @WriteOutofTime

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Daso wandered through the dingy chrome halls of the Western Abyss, his hands in his pockets. It was hot. Sweat was beading down his back and sticking to his shirt. He'd already shed his jacket and tied it around his waist, but it wasn't helping. Of course, the AC would break. He began to wonder whether the air regulator was next, but it really wasn't his area. He headed to Ellen's room to ask her about it, knocking on the door with the tips of his knuckles.

(I saw this and I was like
HOLLAAAA
Name: Kristine Everkass
Age: 14
Sexuality: Straight
Gender: Female
Appearance: Has half her face replaced by metal and gears
Outfit: Um…steampunk. Very steampunk.
Personality: Is obsessed with the thought of cowboys (I thought that the steampunk style was kinda the cowboy of futuristic? Idk??) and is really smart and complying for her age. Likes working in the engines with grease and mechanics.
Quirks: Knows a jillion random facts about everything that she'll probably never need, but comes in hella handy sometimes
Abilities: Machinery. Hella good.
Skills: Is very good at machinery and works in the engines.
Weapons: A steampunk gear booster here http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/23400000/Steampunk-Gun-steampunk-23476898-1024-768.jpg
Other: Ravenclaw, Taurus

(I won't be on much. I've got family over, but I'll just pop Ellen in.)
Ellen frowned as she heard a knock. She was bent over her sketchbook trying to sketch a sleeping Kat, but wasn't quite getting the face right. "Enter if you must."

(That's okay, I'm about to leave as well)
"The AC's out," Daso complained upon entering, throwing himself onto her bed without asking. "It's hot. I'm dying. Look, I'm not wearing my jacket."

Ellen sighed. "I'll take a look at it." She got up. Kat opened her eyes, got up, and leapt onto Ellen's shoulder.

"Thanks, kiddo," he said, sitting up and reaching for the cat. It hissed at him, as per usual, and he stuck his tongue out at it.

Kirstine was walking down the hallway just as Ellen walked out. "Heading to the ship's minor support systems? So am I," She kept walking, "The AC's out and it's terribly hot, being all this close to a large star and all." With a toss of hair behind her head she was leading the way.

Ellen rolled her eyes and followed. "Really? It's hot? And here I thought it was just a bit chilly." They entered the maintenance room. Ellen started inspecting the AC.

Faye groaned loudly from a couch, fanning herself. "THEN YOU'RE OUT OF YOUR MIND! IT'S LIKE HELL DOWN HERE!"

"I WAS KIDDING FAYE!" Ellen shouted, rewiring the connecters and whacking it for good measure. The AC hummed to life. "Could you not hear the sarcasm in my voice?" She muttered.

Kristine had lowered herself into the giant AC tube while Ellen was rewiring it, and she held up a hand as Ellen began to walk away. "Ellen, wait! Something's not right here. The main tube's got a giant crack in it. We can fix it easily, but I'd like to know what caused it first. Go check the pressure history for this tank, please." She fiddled with something in her work apron.

"I'm still right here, and are you sure there's a crack?"

"If I can put my fingers through it, it's a crack, do you agree?" Kristen looked up at her. "Go check the pressure history. That might've made the crack…but what would have caused the increased pressure? And if not that, then what? This might be serious. Go. Check."

"Alright alright, turn down the smartass attitude kid." Ellen stood up and walked over and checked the pressure history. "Nothing out of the ordinary Kris."