Billy Cranston (
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Cranston For Hire [Open!]
It was once again time for Billy to assess the progress being made in this seemingly endless war with tasks and deadlines. So far, reorganization of the Engineering department was about 25% complete. Not terrible for a day's work, but he could certainly do better. Several projects were stalled pending discussion from the involved parties. His social time and interactions with the Rangers had taken a hit due to all of this.
Though he was following his orders to take more resting time during the day and having fun with Ronnae on many of the nights, nothing stopped him from taking on more than enough work to fill the compressed schedule.
Today's work: Supervising the new structure and performing odd jobs around the ship. Repairs were going well in the hangar, Neuropathy needed to be left alone, infrastructure was busy in the City. He visited wherever he could and lent a hand to each, struggling to find time for what he wanted to do in secret: move his personal belongings to his girlfriend's house.
As Billy wandered back and forth throughout the day, a stuffed backpack always accompanied him. Throughout the day, the loaded-down teenager made trips between a number of places on the upper levels and a particular house in the City. Distracted as he was with the constant juggling of omnicom, comm ring, tools, and items, he eventually wore himself out.
Where he ended up shouldn't be a surprise: in the city park, fast asleep, sprawled across an assortment of odd items. Somehow, he'd note when he woke up, he doubted this was what had been meant by the recommendation for 'personal time'.
((ooc: The two location tags basically mean you can catch him anywhere: asleep with shiny stuff to steal or rushing back and forth between the different areas of the ship. Just make a note of where you found him.))
Though he was following his orders to take more resting time during the day and having fun with Ronnae on many of the nights, nothing stopped him from taking on more than enough work to fill the compressed schedule.
Today's work: Supervising the new structure and performing odd jobs around the ship. Repairs were going well in the hangar, Neuropathy needed to be left alone, infrastructure was busy in the City. He visited wherever he could and lent a hand to each, struggling to find time for what he wanted to do in secret: move his personal belongings to his girlfriend's house.
As Billy wandered back and forth throughout the day, a stuffed backpack always accompanied him. Throughout the day, the loaded-down teenager made trips between a number of places on the upper levels and a particular house in the City. Distracted as he was with the constant juggling of omnicom, comm ring, tools, and items, he eventually wore himself out.
Where he ended up shouldn't be a surprise: in the city park, fast asleep, sprawled across an assortment of odd items. Somehow, he'd note when he woke up, he doubted this was what had been meant by the recommendation for 'personal time'.
((ooc: The two location tags basically mean you can catch him anywhere: asleep with shiny stuff to steal or rushing back and forth between the different areas of the ship. Just make a note of where you found him.))
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He blinked at that. "Oh, that's good. I mean, that it wasn't awkward."
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Yeah, he's still working out the game. Soccer? Water polo? Oh, the possibilities.
At that, he just shook his head. "Not as awkward as it could be. It wasn't exactly a traditional Earth ceremony. We had to wear skimpy outfits made of plants, smear glowing paint on each other, and hold hands while spinning lights danced around us. If I hadn't seen it myself, I'd guess it was an intense dream. But we were lucky: there was a battle with the local spirits outside the city, and Kate was hurt."
That had worried him the most, that he hadn't been there with her.
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Well, of course she was alright, is she wasn't then he would've known about it before now, but he still couldn't help but blurt that out.
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That was the important thing. "But what worried me was that we hadn't heard an inkling about that from the inside. We didn't find out what had happened until we returned to the ship, so we were lucky it wasn't worse."
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And some of them were using them for that purpose, of course. "We'll have to be more prepared the next time our group is split like that."
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And that was that. They may need to institute a rule about intimate activities on missions that require their full attention.
"Anyway, we survived, though I'll definitely need to be prepared for next time. Where are you off to today?"
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He paused for a moment. "Need some help with your work?"
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"Oh, I'm actually dropping these things off at the library and downloading another set. Do you want to go?"
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"I haven't been here as often as I wanted to be. There's so much to learn about technology and tactics from other worlds. What were you going to sample? Music, films, the books?"
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You know you live in an unusual place when that's considered ordinary.
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He found the library's entrance and slipped inside, setting the items he was placing on loan down with a smile. "It'd take several lifetimes to learn everything available in here, and we only have a small portion of one."
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