Business as usual

[whyarewehere]

Grif is sprawled out on an Obs Deck couch, this may be one of the biggest signs of the return to normalcy on the ship. He's wearing his armor and... playing with some kind of handheld game system he found.

Occasionally a plume of smoke gusts out of his helmet's air filters.

Yes. He's smoking. In his helmet. It's a talent.

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[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

"This is General Adam Malkovich. He is my commanding officer," present tense, Adam, she still respects him more than anyone. "I listen to him, you're sure as hell going to, too."

Samus leans in, eyes blazing behind the faceplate, "You may not have asked to be here. No one did. But you are. We are all. You can ignore that fact all you want, but it doesn't change that this is a matter of survival."

She straightens up, "And in the event that you choose not to cooperate, I'm sure Stacy would be willing to withdraw your access to crew lounge."

Your food, Grif, and your cigarettes. She knows you now.

[posthumoushonor.livejournal.com]

"And put that cigarette out," Adam adds. Not that he wants to detract from Lady's magnificent moment, but seeing the recruit vent smoke from under his helmet was getting on his nerves. He saw enough of that in the stupid Federation troopers. "Kill yourself if you want to, but if you ruin your lungs you'll be useless to everyone."

[whyarewehere]

That crew lounge threat was a very, very good threat.

He sighs.

"Fine. But whoever's idea it was to rely on me for their survival? Is a dumbass."

"And what makes you think my lungs aren't already ruined, huh?" he adds as an afterthought jab to Adam, though it's a lie. Grif still has yet to do completely irreparable harm to Simmons' former lungs.

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

She agrees with the dumbass sentiment, but will just be rolling her eyes under her helmet. Ignoring his quips might be the best quips might be the best way to shut him up.

"Practice in the sensoriums. I'm sending the details to your omni comm now. I expect you to be there, Grif. That is all."