Bentley "Ben" Douglass (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2018-03-24 01:17 pm
privateeyed) wrote in driftfleet2018-03-24 01:17 pm
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Who: Ben and you folks
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Huntress
When: now
action; SS Huntress
[Ben doesn't take teleportation well. In fact, if the confetti and the music didn't tip the ship off, the loud cursing probably does - there you go, Huntress, your security officer is here]
What the fuck—give a guy some fuckin' warning next time, geez! God damn teleporting bullshit.
[once he's calmed down, though - and picked up some of the pudding because far be it from him to turn down free food - he's wandering the ship, peeking his head into rooms to see what's what]
broadcast;
[once he's somewhat settled in and found a place to sit and digest everything going on, Ben decides to set up a broadcast to get some Shit Done]
Anyone here good with cybernetics? Or - I don't know, computers? Advanced stuff, can give you the specfics if you're interested. Don't need you right now, I'm just covering my ass just in case.
[he pauses, and maybe realizes he should . . . introduce himself. Like a normal person would. You know, instead of just getting down to business]
Uh - anyway, name's Ben; if you don't know shit about cybernetics . . . I don't know, come tell me about the weird crap going on here. Or stuff I should know. I like being informed.
Broadcast: Yes
Action: SS Huntress
When: now
action; SS Huntress
[Ben doesn't take teleportation well. In fact, if the confetti and the music didn't tip the ship off, the loud cursing probably does - there you go, Huntress, your security officer is here]
What the fuck—give a guy some fuckin' warning next time, geez! God damn teleporting bullshit.
[once he's calmed down, though - and picked up some of the pudding because far be it from him to turn down free food - he's wandering the ship, peeking his head into rooms to see what's what]
broadcast;
[once he's somewhat settled in and found a place to sit and digest everything going on, Ben decides to set up a broadcast to get some Shit Done]
Anyone here good with cybernetics? Or - I don't know, computers? Advanced stuff, can give you the specfics if you're interested. Don't need you right now, I'm just covering my ass just in case.
[he pauses, and maybe realizes he should . . . introduce himself. Like a normal person would. You know, instead of just getting down to business]
Uh - anyway, name's Ben; if you don't know shit about cybernetics . . . I don't know, come tell me about the weird crap going on here. Or stuff I should know. I like being informed.
no subject
I'm assuming this is like, a hundred years ago and that shit's still efficient. [or something] That's pretty cool, I guess. I mean, that they're all here together and all.
no subject
[The urge to punch him in the nose and demonstrate efficiency is strong, but she also makes fun of the arrow thing, so she compromises on a shrug.]
Seems to work for them I guess. Maybe they use high tech arrows when they can come by them or make them? I've seen some of that. [She never really saw Kate or Hawkeye in action, but there was a Green Arrow and Artemis in Marina.]