{i think you know too much, but the mind knows what the mouth wants}

[brokencopy]

Who: B; anyone who happens to be on the SS Heron
Broadcast: Nope.
Action: All over the Heron.
When: Januaryish ... all month, if you like.

{This is a ship mingle! Come get your socialization on.}

Comments

beyond birthday {hella open}

[brokencopy]

[B has a naturally curious mind, and the engineering augment seems to have only amplified it. He'll be found in literally all parts of the Heron, tinkering about, pulling things apart to see how they work and putting them back together in roughly the correct order. It's not that he doesn't know how things go back together; he just has Ideas about how to improve things, pending field tests.

Shipmates, have you met B already? If so, he introduced himself by the name Ryuzaki. If not ... well, come find out for yourself what kind of weirdo he is, exactly.]

[maschinenpistole]

Is that how that fits?

[ She's just watched him pull... uh, something... out of the wall and start tinkering with it. It doesn't bother her any. Actually, she's been pretty casual about the whole thing since she randomly wandered over to start watching him. But now, she's curious, so it's time to ask questions~ ]

What if it's backwards?

[brokencopy]

Do you have a better suggestion?

[He doesn't look up from his work as he answers.]

I suppose if it's backwards, I'll find out soon enough.

[maschinenpistole]

[ She bites her lip as she watches him, quiet. ... But only for only a moment. ]

Next question: What is it?

sorry he's a jerk :c

[brokencopy]

What does it look like?

[Still no eye contact. B frowns slightly as he tugs a bit of wiring loose and rearranges it off to the side.]

Do you expect to get anywhere in life by not using your brain? It's rather lazy.

no apologies i love it and she's gonna needle him so sorry for her~

[maschinenpistole]

Like part of a ship I know nothing about, and have no augment to recognize otherwise.

[ Like the sky's blue black and starry, water's wet, and the sun is a mass of incandescent gas, etcetera. ... Just be thankful she's not reaching out to flick at the wires. ]

I'm lazy only when it counts.

haha ok good <3

[brokencopy]

[OK, that gets B's attention. He finally looks up from what he's working on to level an incredulous stare at her.]

When, exactly, does laziness count?

[reconstitution]

[ While he's used to strange things happening at a steady rate, someone taking apart the ship from the inside isn't one of them. The Atroma had already messed with their ship, making some areas seem smaller, colder-- while others remained bright and open. So, seeing someone disrupting the already disrupted ship rubs him the wrong way.

Of course, he's not the captain, so it's not his ship to order him to stop, but he still doesn't like it. ]

What are you doing?

[ Sorry if you're not used to silent approaches and a looming presence, B. Meet Winter, the king of sneak on the ship. ]

that's the best face, everyone should look at b with that expression tbh

[brokencopy]

[B is usually the one doing the sneaking and getting into personal space. It's interesting to be on the receiving end of it, he thinks, though he doesn't let on, and he doesn't look up from his work to answer, only glances momentarily out of the corner of his eye.]

Making an improvement to the defense shields, of course.

[Obviously. Why would you ask such an obvious question, he seems to say without using words.]

[reconstitution]

[ He feels affronted- not because B doesn't even bother looking at him for more than a second, but because he's messing with Jim's ship, and he's not even sure his counterpart has given permission? ]

You're sure you're doing it right?

[ Please don't mess this ship up any more than it already is.. ]

[brokencopy]

[Asking permission is ... not a thing B is used to doing.]

More or less.

[Whoops ... there goes a piece of a bolt to ... something, clattering along the floor. It might be needed to keep something here together. Maybe. It is a mystery.]

Why, do you have a better suggestion?

[reconstitution]

[ He can't keep the scowl off his face. It just finds its way there by itself, honest. ]

I don't.

[brokencopy]

[B ain't bothered, honestly. He's actually pretty used to getting scowled at.]

What is it you do again?

[Oops, there goes another bit of metal bouncing off ... somewhere.]

[redactions]

[ wow excuse you why are you doing his job... exactly... ]

[ Jim doesn't hover, precisely, except that he does without meaning to. ]

Found the temperature controls?

[brokencopy]

[Blame Atroma OK. 8| If B minds the hovering, he doesn't let on - in fact, he doesn't even look up from his work to answer the other man.]

Yes, thank you - they were quite easy to find.

[And - yep, there goes a wire getting yanked and twisted into something it probably isn't meant to be.]

[redactions]

[ Well, nothing blew up. Points to you, B. ]

Any luck fiddlin' with 'em?

[brokencopy]

I'm not sure I see what luck has to do with it.

[He pulls another wire; this time, it sparks, and he drops it immediately.]

I should think skill would be a better indicator of success.

[He stares down at the tangled mess he's made, chewing thoughtfully on the end of his thumbnail. He also didn't actually answer the question.]

[redactions]

[ There's no chastisement in his tone, or much of any strong emotion: ]

It's an expression. Have you managed to figure out how to change the temperature?

[brokencopy]

Oh.

[As if B's never heard that before. He gives the other man a sideways glance.]

Was I supposed to?

[lightweight]

... Ah. Did something break?

[hinata's been watching you tinker with stuff all day. what are you even doing, ryuzaki]

[brokencopy]

Not yet.

[Yet, of course, is the operative word. He answers without looking up from what he's working on.]

And perhaps with these improvements, there won't be any breakdowns.

[lightweight]

Ooh.. [look at this interest]

What are you improving?

[brokencopy]

The landing controls.

[Ryuzaki N O]

Surely there's room for improvement there.

[lightweight]

... B-but. Are you sure you should be doing that...?

[brokencopy]

[B gently taps the tip of his finger against the front of his teeth, pretending to consider the question.]

I don't see any reason why I shouldn't. Do you?