Night One, Deep Space, 8:55 PM
"Repairs on the Marquis are complete, and they've forwarded us coordinates to where we're supposed to wait for their 'visitors'. Shall I start up the engines?"
Squall didn't even waste the time looking up from the pages of his book to reply. "Naah. Wait until their weapon trolley is out of weapons range, and then go."
"You just want to wait until you're done with your manga, aren't you?"
"I like to think of reading non-yaoi as my way of being a rebel." He admitted with a faint smirk, putting a bookmark into place before sitting up and turning his attention to a small datapad. The misadventures of a particular martial arts disciple would have to wait until everything was underway.
"If they found out about your collection, they'd blast us out of the stars."
"Kinda doubt it. We're a useful commodity to them at the moment. They'll probably blow us up for doing something alot worse."
"....."
"You worry too much. Besides, I noticed something interesting on the manifest."
"I-I'm sure it's just your imagination. Let's get going!"
"I'd remember if I ordered micro-servo parts and these high grade actuators. Is there something you're not-"
"Oh look! They're out of range. Let's get going!"
The ship took off so suddenly the force yanked him unceremoniously out of his chair, sending him face first into the floor while being forced to watch his manga skim across the floor and casually spit out its bookmark. "DAMNIT NARA! Warn me when you're gonna gun the engines like that!"
"You're just mad because you dropped your book."
"Shut up!"
The bickering continued for several more minutes, until Squall snorted and stormed off to the cargo bay to unload and examine the new weapons he'd been given. He thought about asking Nara about the parts, but decided against it for the time being. In all the years he's worked with this AI, he's never been given any reason to doubt any decisions that were made. It was obvious that something big was being prepared, and what was the fun of finding out the surprise ahead of time?
"Repairs on the Marquis are complete, and they've forwarded us coordinates to where we're supposed to wait for their 'visitors'. Shall I start up the engines?"
Squall didn't even waste the time looking up from the pages of his book to reply. "Naah. Wait until their weapon trolley is out of weapons range, and then go."
"You just want to wait until you're done with your manga, aren't you?"
"I like to think of reading non-yaoi as my way of being a rebel." He admitted with a faint smirk, putting a bookmark into place before sitting up and turning his attention to a small datapad. The misadventures of a particular martial arts disciple would have to wait until everything was underway.
"If they found out about your collection, they'd blast us out of the stars."
"Kinda doubt it. We're a useful commodity to them at the moment. They'll probably blow us up for doing something alot worse."
"....."
"You worry too much. Besides, I noticed something interesting on the manifest."
"I-I'm sure it's just your imagination. Let's get going!"
"I'd remember if I ordered micro-servo parts and these high grade actuators. Is there something you're not-"
"Oh look! They're out of range. Let's get going!"
The ship took off so suddenly the force yanked him unceremoniously out of his chair, sending him face first into the floor while being forced to watch his manga skim across the floor and casually spit out its bookmark. "DAMNIT NARA! Warn me when you're gonna gun the engines like that!"
"You're just mad because you dropped your book."
"Shut up!"
The bickering continued for several more minutes, until Squall snorted and stormed off to the cargo bay to unload and examine the new weapons he'd been given. He thought about asking Nara about the parts, but decided against it for the time being. In all the years he's worked with this AI, he's never been given any reason to doubt any decisions that were made. It was obvious that something big was being prepared, and what was the fun of finding out the surprise ahead of time?