Thread: Space Revolution {KayLove & BlackThorne}

Isaac was a sucker for a compliment, something he developed all on his own, by wanting to do its best at anything and everything. Thank you, the Captain would be honored by the com-compliment as well I'm sure of it. And as for where the material came from all Isaac could provide was a simple, The answer to your inquiries are unknown, even in bold lettering upon all documents of the ship said the same exact thing. There was the type of ship, the part that had been used and her own personal item number that she used to catalog everything. Your quarters? I hardly think that's necessary... But she knew her protests landed on deaf ears weather that be because she was a very high poker chip in his pocket or he was just a good host, either one. Lily walked with confidence, her wide hips swaying with every step even though her boots were only about an inch or so tall, hands casually by her sides and eyes constantly looking around at her surroundings. There wasn't much that she didn't notice, or well, those that didn't notice her. Compared to everyone else that they passed she was wearing a bright color even though it was a deep green, that hugged her curves but flared out upon the long sleeves of her arms and legs before tightening back around her wrists and anckles. Although she was used to eyes upon her these stares were different, suspicious, little or no trust and it made her want to stare down every last one of them but she knew it wasn't a good idea seeing as she had no right to be there with it was their ship after all. She gave Duncan a look that said, 'who in the cosmos did you allow in my ship? But she simply said, Alrighty then.'she went to her ship and gave it a loving pat upon the haul before boarding and heading to the bridge. Issac? How is everything going? She asked as she simply look in the bridge and looked curiously at the man before her but simply kept talking to Isaac. Making friends are you instead of working? Miss Lily, how grand of you to st-stop in, we have been occupying ourselves w-w-w- Your audio must have been jousted again in the boarding, the red haired woman quickly walked over to the captains chair and picked up a pair of glasses that had fallen upon the deck beside it and slipped them on, her glasses were a clear frame and they fit her in a way that just truly emphasized how much of a book worm she was. Opening a panel upon a wall she quickly inspected it and found the unlinked wire and fixed it. What about now my friend? Perfect, as always. She gave a small laugh and closed the panel. Suck up. Isaac, I'd like you to meet Captain Duncan, you'll now take orders from him as well, and whom ever he sees fit. Unless specified by herself of course, Which I'm guessing you've already made yourself aquatinted. It's nice to meet you, I'm sure Isaac will update me on all of the nice things you've said to him. She nodded to the strange man. Everything she said was very diplomatic in front of people she did not know, it was strange talking like it after so long but it seemed that old habits died hard. I feel like everyone is simply staring so I think its best if I change before returning to your ship. And I know your both dying to have your little boy talk. She said with a small smile, even before she turned to leave she was untucking her shirt and heading down the main corridor to her room. She kept the same bunk as before the crash, a small twin lower bunk, the only possession that she kept was a satchel of clothing that she had... Acquired, as well as Inside were somewhat more normal looking clothing and small things she couldn't leave without. All of her personal notes were hand written and locked in a thin briefcase. She decided on a pair of high waisted brown pants, and a maroon button up long sleeve shirt that even though she wasn't large chested it still didn't button well but it would have to do. She pushed her glasses to the top of her head and laced up her brown boots before undoing the disheveled braid and letting the long waves of hair fall where they may. She walked back out with the satchel over her shoulder. So, she let the bag rest at her feet and she leaned back against the control panel, Any burning questions that I simply have to answer now? Or can I simply start taking this ship apart and helping you reassemble it else where?