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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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It's nice enough, but Jamie rather prefers the rock and roll he could get back on Earth. The camera, though - having Billy mention it in that ways starts him thinking.
"Kaylee mentioned wanting to have a camera once, too. Could ye not just build one?"
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What kind of room had a music switch? He'd have to figure out that mystery later.
"I could, I believe there are enough parts, but development facilities might be a problem---unless the images were stored digitally. That technology was still in its early stages of development on my world, but the others would know more. That would then present the problem of a printer. Would film be the best choice?"
He rambled to himself quietly for a minute, catching himself soon enough. "I'll just see what supplies I can gather on the next shore leave planet and make my decision from there. There must be something practical."
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Although, he thinks, listening to Billy ramble, if he does mention it while all three of them are in the control room, Jamie might do well to bring something with him to amuse himself with. Because there would likely be questions, and explanations, and a distinct possibility of more rambling.
Not that he's not used to those by now from both of his friends, and he listens patiently. It's not even a long enough tangent for him to get truly bored, so he actually looks attentive when Billy addresses him.
"Aye, that's likely the best plan. So what else do we need to do here?"
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"I think I've moved just about everything that I need to," Billy realized, grinning. "I'll just need to talk to her later tonight. Thanks, Jamie."
He looked immensely pleased.
"I'll just need to check over the park one more time and think over the camera. I think you're good to go."
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"I'll see ye later then, Billy."
He gives a quick wave to his friend and then heads outside.