Xantium rarely looked forward to crew shifts. Not because she didn't like her crews (she didn't mind them, for the most part) they just rarely made an impression on her. To be honest, Xantium was bored out of her immense number of processors. If it weren't for the occasional attempted raid on her, going through space anomalies or catching updates from other sentient ships, there was very little to catch her interest.
So when, not a deca cycle after getting this new crew that someone was screaming irately in her halls, unable to do more than drag themselves around because someone had reversed and locked the polarity of their mag plates, Xantium couldn't help but be curious of the incident.
And when a little black jet pressed against her walls with a wide grin and whispered, "Don't tell anyone," Xantium knew this crew was going to be entertaining.
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Xantium
Date: 2008-09-08 07:18 pm (UTC)So when, not a deca cycle after getting this new crew that someone was screaming irately in her halls, unable to do more than drag themselves around because someone had reversed and locked the polarity of their mag plates, Xantium couldn't help but be curious of the incident.
And when a little black jet pressed against her walls with a wide grin and whispered, "Don't tell anyone," Xantium knew this crew was going to be entertaining.