[Video] Oh god she found out she can't permanently damage the ship

[tough_love]

Who: Looma Red Wind
Broadcast: Video
Action: Anyone unfortunate enough to be aboard the Bishop
When: Evening of 5/21? Does space even have evenings? Space dinner time?

[For the past few weeks, Looma had been in A Mood and pricklier than usual. All that came to a screeching halt though, once she took out some of that anger on the ship and discovered something wonderful. And of course she's sharing it! So there's a giant, multi-armed and armor-clad princess gracing the network for you flooters, and she's positively beaming from the cargo hold of the SS Bishop.]

I have discovered the most exciting thing! This ship can repair itself!

[While that wasn't technically true, that was totally the case from Looma's point of view. And she was more than willing to show everyone so that they might better appreciate the superiority of the floating collection of spare parts that she'd been forced to crew against her will okay. It was clearly a superior piece of junk.]

Observe!

[And with that she's just gonna turn around and punch the absolute hell out of the closest bulkhead. It's loud, the video quality takes a hit as the camera's jostled by the pressure wave and falls on its side, and those two fists of hers have caved in a section of the hull the size of a Winnebago. Also the instrument panel up on the bridge is probably lighting up like a Christmas tree but honestly that is so far from being her problem that it really doesn't matter, right?

But as soon as she pulls her arms back, there's a loud creaking and groaning of metal as the wall just pops itself right back into place, good as new! And the novelty clearly hasn't worn off yet, because Looma's still as excited by this as ever as she turns around to set her communicator back upright.]

Is every ship capable of this?! To think I had been worried I might break something- this is wonderful!

[...okay, yep, she is going right back to beating the hell out of the ship again. And again. For the love of god someone stop her because at this rate she's liable to have everyone aboard convinced that the ship had found its way into an asteroid field or something. Just stop her for their sake, okay?]

Comments

[tough_love]

Oh, it most certainly will be! A warrior must remain ready for battle, even in times of peace!

[This is the sort of company you'll be sharing the ship with, buddy]

This just happens to be the best of many awful options. Unlike the rest of you, this ship can take a punch!

[...the fact that particular statement didn't have any sort of malicious tone to it- more like a casual observation than a criticism- might not be the best thing]

[this_loser]

That's, um. I get it, really. But ... the ship?

[Wonderful...]

Oh, yeah. Please don't ever punch me.

[It's a little scary, to be honest. But Gladio made comments like that all the time. Just - Prompto was pretty sure he couldn't dent a ship like that.]

[tough_love]

It's not an ideal solution, but it is one of the only things that won't be destroyed after one use. Many Tetramands are proud warriors, and much stronger than most beings in the galaxy.

[Not the strongest though, but it was a short list when it came to any race that could challenge them. One of which was actually larger than the ship, so the odds of them showing up was pretty low.]

And I will not harm you unless given sufficient reason. Do not present a threat to any part of this crew, do not attempt to steal from me, and do not insult me. They are simple rules to follow! You will first be warned for the last one of course- I am aware most of you humans are incredibly new to dealing with the rest of the galaxy.

[this_loser]

Wow, really? That's, actually, pretty cool.

[They could have used someone like that. Gladio was impressive, but he wondered how his mountain of a friend compared to this?]

Yeah. [He laughs. It's a little nervous.] I've been a lot of places, but outer space is not one of them. ... Well, it wasn't. It is now. Anyway! Good rules. No threatening, no stealing, no pissing you off. Got it.

[tough_love]

[Really, he says that, but that's proooobably due to a whole lot of context being deliberately withheld. Most people don't respond well to "might makes right" being an actual legal justification. Or the whole "millennia of actual civil war" thing.]

Much of the galaxy shares that sentiment. My understanding is that those of us who leave Khoros find ready employment as mercenaries or hired muscle.

[Or criminals, but that one isn't really a career choice she approves of. She's not 100% certain he understands her warning- on some level, she's usually pissed off at the people around her- but the man seems to understand enough that Looma doesn't see any point in correcting him. So she'll just give a nod of approval.]

Then there is no reason this arrangement will be an unpleasant one.

Unless you insist on continuing to pretend you aren't hiding from me.

[She's not hard of hearing, Prompto. She noticed pretty early on that she was hearing you from two different places- the fact the Bishop has a pretty unique interior compared to the other ships didn't help things. And she may or may not be looking squarely at the entry to the cargo hold to let you know just how busted you are.]

[this_loser]

[Busted. He laughs. It might be a little forced.]

You call it hiding, I call it exercising extreme caution. But if you're not going to punch my head off my shoulders, I'll come on down.

[He didn't mean to offend. It's just, he likes living.]