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]

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.]