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Outpost 42

Main Sim - Cargo Bay

Posted by Gamemaster Mr. Snuggles (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Cargo Bay
Chaos reigned in cargo bay number one. Workers were shifting crates all over the place, and in the centre of it all was a tall lanky ginger with a magnificent moustache. Holding a data padd, he seemed to be quite content to order around the workers while trying to look important. Although he was scheduled to be unloading at this point in time, the amount of room his cargo was taking up seemed to be causing some discontent among the other occupants of the area. Within all of this chaos was a thin human woman with shorter black hair that went down to her neck. The spectacles on her eyes glinted as she scurried through the bay, constantly chattering to anyone within range.

“Excuse me, that is actually very fragile…”

“Oh my apologies, I did not see you there…”

“I really think that it would go better if you placed it over there…”

“My word, there is no need for such language…”

“Could I bother you to put this on the other side of the stack?…”

In the end, one of the dock workers hit the comms unit on the wall, “Hey, we got some sort of issue going on round here. Might be nice to get someone to sort all of this out before on of my boys gets crushed under something, or their ear falls off.”

Mr. Snuggles (GM)

=/\= On my way,=/\= Jessica said heading down to the cargo bay. Once arriving there she stood in the door and just observed the chaos. In a way, it was like an ant hill. So many people scurrying about with no obvious order yet when you looked at the bigger picture, each one has a task. Several seconds later Jessica let out an ear screeching whistle. This would do two important things. First, it would stop everyone so she could ask questions and secondly, nine times out of ten, make the leader of this chaos identify themselves.

Lt. Commander Jessica Vaughn, XO

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