"What Else Is There For Me To Do? Either I Fix The Ship, Or I Lie Down, And I Die Here." He Much Preferred

Tagged by: Not tagged per say but I thought it looked a bit interesting ( @starwrittenfates ) (The picture thing wouldn't work so I picked a picture which I felt represented me best. Arthur being mauled by a bear. Am I the She-Bear or Arthur who knows? Perhaps both in an eternal struggle within myself)

Tagging: I don't have anyone to tag so....

PSA: I do not have a great deal of rules. I try to be very flexible for my partners. That being said... 1. Heavily Bethesda verse (Fallout, Starfield and Elderscrolls if possible) (Will also do Alien series, Star Trek anything that has androids) 2. Willing to do romance, but only if it feels right and has built up over time. 3. I will not write graphic smut. We can fade to black, but that is it. 4. Should go without saying if you think pedo shite is okay then DNI. You're not allowed here. 5. I have a terrible phobia of snakes so please don't post snake pics in our RP if you use icons in RP. 6. Don't trash religions. Let people believe what they want. 7. Please don't talk politics with me. I don't want to hear it. I'm here to RP and have fun not listen to BS. 8. You don't have to match my length in RP, but please give me something to work with instead of a one-liner "s/he smiled" response. 9. Do not godmod me. That is fail RP. You want my character to look at you? Guess what now he's gonna look at that tree over there. 10. I am mostly text based, but I do not mind if you use icons or fancy texts provided it is legible. 11. I cannot trim posts with 'the new tumblr' so I will do a 'continued from X' and that will just have to sit at the top of the reblogs like some odd title. 12. I will not leave tumblr to RP on Discord please stop asking. 13. I'm very sporadic in activity. Don't worry I'm not going to demand you 'send me a password' to prove you read this. We're on the honor system here, friend.

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He made sure to get a good hold for the jump and made it through just fine, although it was still a little rough and he didn't know exactly how a human body might have done in his position. Not well he suspected. Once they seemed to have made the jump he hoped that they might be able to get a handle on the problems that they were facing. The parasite was going to have to wait. He needed to see what he could do about the broken comms, the giant hole in the ship and maybe clean up detail with the mess those bodies left behind. His main concern was still the parasite, but he had no hope of gaining an advantage over it here and it was probably somewhere securely within the vents by now.

Although he regretted the loss of life it was -he supposed- a poetic justice for the pirates to die in such a way. He heard the call. The only problem was that the devastation of firepower that had been rained down on him left the comms absolutely useless and he was unable to respond or to even update the captain on the situation here. Which meant that he would have no warning about the parasite and the extreme danger that it was going to pose to anyone that it came on contact with. He would just need to hold on and hope for the best. Maybe there was still a chance to prevent the worst from coming true.

"Being clean would make you feel better but do as you please." He continued to fumble around one handed with the panel, trying his best to repair it one handed. This was not an easy task. Not with one hand, but the other was too badly damaged to use. He doubted it would be much use anyways now that it was missing a few fingers. His bleeding had at least stopped. It was one positive. Sighing he realized that if they were going to get this ship up and running, they were going to new some new Microcells. He could get those from the mechs, but... that meant going outside with those things. Sooner or later, he would have no choice. For now, he'd focus on basic repairs.

Starfield: The Colony War (closed)

Continued from X

oblivion scenery - part 1