Ir teh janitor/maintenance! Ddibss!
and no i dont do toilets...
(eh eh i cba to type fun stuff, i just want to read stuff you type about me and ill feel special then)
Ir teh janitor/maintenance! Ddibss!
and no i dont do toilets...
(eh eh i cba to type fun stuff, i just want to read stuff you type about me and ill feel special then)
*Having finished the diagnostic, with only a little light flickering, Oricalcos heads up to the mess hall, making sure to grab his 'Lasers don't kill people, I do' mug on the way. Nearing the mess hall, he sees a couple of rifles and shield devices dropped around the corridor. He calls up a drone from the weapons bay to collect them and then proceeds to enter the mess hall, where he notices Chaz and VoX sitting.
Oricalcos: 'Sup guys. Did the diagnostic cause too many problems up here?
*Before waiting for a responce, Oricalcos begins to make breakfast from the counters of hot Mokchao imported from Sheldor V, a blended mixture of Mok Tribe bird meats, the scrambled eggs of the reptilian Chanarian and rich syrup from the AoAo human settlement. He also fills his mug up with some of VoX's tea.
Last edited by Isphera; 18th February 2010 at 02:12 PM.
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