THE LEWIS AND CLARK

[inferis]

[You have woken up aboard the Lewis and Clark. It's a nice, clean, light vessel and everything seems to be in working order...at the moment. Explore!]

[[OOC: AROUND THE SHIP | THE CONTROL ROOM | THE DOORS | STASIS | DAY ONE OOC POST | PLOT CHAT | PLOT HUB]]

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[compromisedarrow]

Take it a crowbar doesn't work?

[Because space technology isn't his forté.]

[wizard_redfive]

Where do you propose to get a crowbar?

And no, the lock mechanics look very elaborate. THe last thing we want to do is smash them up and make the door impossible to go through.

[compromisedarrow]

You can't bend a girder off one of the bulkhead things?

[A shrug.]

I'm all out of ideas.

[wizard_redfive]

Well, luckily for you, I'm not.

[And with that, Dairine touches the computer's screen, scrolling through the different menus available. Hmm... Not as much data as she'd like, but at least that'll lower the time for sorting through it all.]

[compromisedarrow]

Lemme know if you want something shooting.

[And he's just going to be looking around, his arms folded pretty tightly. He doesn't want to touch anything.]

[wizard_redfive]

Not at the moment, but I'll kept it in mind.

[Geez, Barton. Nothing bad has happened yet. Save the shooting for later.]

[compromisedarrow]

Make sure you do.

[He pushes off from where he was leaning.]

I'm going to look around.

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine gives him a little wave, her attention mostly fixed on the computer screen.]

See you later, then. Don't shoot anybody who doesn't deserve it.

[compromisedarrow]

I'm sure I can find someone who does.

[Joking? Maybe. Possibly. Hopefully.]

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine frowns at him and does an impression of her mother's voice.]

Behave yourself, young man.

[compromisedarrow]

Yes, mom. I won't touch any big red buttons.

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine grins wryly, a slight distraction from the dull ache that always surfaces when the topic of mothers comes up. Maybe she can joke away the pain, like Kit or Nita.]

You better not. If anyone's gonna be pressing big red threatening buttons, I want in.

[compromisedarrow]

Yes, boss. I'll make sure you're around for any button-pressing.

[wizard_redfive]

First I'm your mom, now I'm your boss? At this rate I'll be president of the United States before long.

[POWERS NO, that would be terrifying.]