29th April 2025, 4:59 PM
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The Spaceship
Bea smiles softly at QM Jones. His relaxed personality, or at least his current state of tiredness, brings her a certain amount of comfort. She rolls her shoulders and massages the back of her neck to help relax her muscles that were, up until this point, tensed from the stress of the situation.
She slips on her headset, she winces preemptively expecting it to be overwhelming hearing voices and having text ported directly into her brain but it was surprisingly underwhelming, Jones was right.
Bea stands up as quietly as possible, as not to disturb her new manager. She steps towards the space window and looks out for a little while, her arms crossed and a barely perceptible smile on her lips. She looks down at her jumpsuit and realizes she's still wearing the drab grey from when she first woke up. She looks around the cargo bay until she finds an unoccupied locker that she figures probably has cargo tech supplies in it. Pulling the handle it doesn't budge she tries again but only after pressing her ID against it. It opens. She looks inside. Inside is a more appropriately themed jumpsuit. With QM Jones distracted now is as good a time as ever to swap clothes.
Changing did not take long. She folded her old jumpsuit and set it on a table next to the locker. Surely someone will know what to do with it. Cargo's job is to find out where items belong anyways, so her coworkers should be good at it. Bea checks that her ID is level on her new jumpsuit and struts around a bit. She gets one more glance at the vista of the void.
Through a side door enters a woman. Same yellow-themed jumpsuit as Bea. She is taller than Bea and much more visibly stronger. Her sleeves are rolled up, likely to show off her bis and tris. Her dark hair in a simple ponytail with much of her forehead showing. She walks over to grab a big, bulky, blue plastic flashlight off the ground before catching sight of Bea.
Cargo Lady:
"Woah, you must be the other gal Sonny was talking about. I had no idea you would end up at Cargo." She peers at Bea's ID. "Cargo Tech huh? That sucks they start you at the bottom, they started him out in Salvage. I just came back to get a flashlight or two for us. We're showing Sonny how to hunt around in the dark rooms. You want to come along? It's a basic part of the job, but if you're really afraid of the dark I'm sure QM would let you off." She looks over at Jones, seeing him motionless in his recliner. "He's like that."
Cargo Salvager Lady - Dai:
"My name's Dai by the way. I'm a Salvager." She says pointing to her ID card. It reads:
ID Card:
Name: [Dyani Dancer]
Job Title: [Salvager]
Holographic Pixel Symbol: [Recycling Icon]
Cargo Salvager Lady - Dai:
"I'd shake your hand, but my hands are all dirty from poking around out there. Look, grab a flashlight from the floor real quick." She motions to the hefty blue flashlights. It will take an entire hand to carry them. She walks Bea over to the airlock she came from and opens it. Inside is pure darkness. There are exposed pipes and wires everywhere. The metal plating and grates are far more bare, and aesthetically stark, and utilitarian than all the rest of the ship. Dai shines her flashlight in. A rat, exposed, scurries away. "These are the maintenance tunnels. I could guide you to the dark rooms where the rest of the team is if you'd like." She wipes some beads of sweat from her forehead.
Bea could. Or she could spend the whole day off like QM seems to be suggesting.
To be Continued
Bea smiles softly at QM Jones. His relaxed personality, or at least his current state of tiredness, brings her a certain amount of comfort. She rolls her shoulders and massages the back of her neck to help relax her muscles that were, up until this point, tensed from the stress of the situation.
She slips on her headset, she winces preemptively expecting it to be overwhelming hearing voices and having text ported directly into her brain but it was surprisingly underwhelming, Jones was right.
Bea stands up as quietly as possible, as not to disturb her new manager. She steps towards the space window and looks out for a little while, her arms crossed and a barely perceptible smile on her lips. She looks down at her jumpsuit and realizes she's still wearing the drab grey from when she first woke up. She looks around the cargo bay until she finds an unoccupied locker that she figures probably has cargo tech supplies in it. Pulling the handle it doesn't budge she tries again but only after pressing her ID against it. It opens. She looks inside. Inside is a more appropriately themed jumpsuit. With QM Jones distracted now is as good a time as ever to swap clothes.
Changing did not take long. She folded her old jumpsuit and set it on a table next to the locker. Surely someone will know what to do with it. Cargo's job is to find out where items belong anyways, so her coworkers should be good at it. Bea checks that her ID is level on her new jumpsuit and struts around a bit. She gets one more glance at the vista of the void.
Through a side door enters a woman. Same yellow-themed jumpsuit as Bea. She is taller than Bea and much more visibly stronger. Her sleeves are rolled up, likely to show off her bis and tris. Her dark hair in a simple ponytail with much of her forehead showing. She walks over to grab a big, bulky, blue plastic flashlight off the ground before catching sight of Bea.
Cargo Lady:
"Woah, you must be the other gal Sonny was talking about. I had no idea you would end up at Cargo." She peers at Bea's ID. "Cargo Tech huh? That sucks they start you at the bottom, they started him out in Salvage. I just came back to get a flashlight or two for us. We're showing Sonny how to hunt around in the dark rooms. You want to come along? It's a basic part of the job, but if you're really afraid of the dark I'm sure QM would let you off." She looks over at Jones, seeing him motionless in his recliner. "He's like that."
Cargo Salvager Lady - Dai:
"My name's Dai by the way. I'm a Salvager." She says pointing to her ID card. It reads:
ID Card:
Name: [Dyani Dancer]
Job Title: [Salvager]
Holographic Pixel Symbol: [Recycling Icon]
Cargo Salvager Lady - Dai:
"I'd shake your hand, but my hands are all dirty from poking around out there. Look, grab a flashlight from the floor real quick." She motions to the hefty blue flashlights. It will take an entire hand to carry them. She walks Bea over to the airlock she came from and opens it. Inside is pure darkness. There are exposed pipes and wires everywhere. The metal plating and grates are far more bare, and aesthetically stark, and utilitarian than all the rest of the ship. Dai shines her flashlight in. A rat, exposed, scurries away. "These are the maintenance tunnels. I could guide you to the dark rooms where the rest of the team is if you'd like." She wipes some beads of sweat from her forehead.
Bea could. Or she could spend the whole day off like QM seems to be suggesting.
To be Continued
