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I lost half my supplies when I had to drop them in the fight. Pretty sure they can manage hauling the stuff out while we deal with anything that's in there.

[Because Shepard is fully expecting some face-hugger type nightmare in that ship. It's just how her life works. Still, her amused smile stays in place as she turns to head in. Apparently the woman had already developed a fan club.]

But I'll let you take point, Jess, if you want me to watch them.

[ To Lance: ] They got better. Just like your drooling did.

[ and then to matters at hand: ]

I wouldn't mind Jess taking point♥ [ Especially if it means getting to walk behind her and looking at that silhouette. I mean--come on, Jess is hot. And Inui is an ass/leg man. There's no way he couldn't enjoy walking behind her. ]

Uh, excuse you, only one of us needs to be watched.

[ Implying it isn't him.

(It's him.) ]

Can we get this show on the road? The sooner we get in, the faster we get back out.

[Jess hasn't formed any opinion on Lance yet, though his age is warranty him a little judgement right off the bat. It's Inui that's her major concern, and she can tell exactly what he's thinking when he comments on letting her take the lead.]

[To Shepard:] You can lead. But just so you know, if it comes to a rescue, I'm leaving him behind.

["Him" is complimented by Jess's thumb jerking towards Inui, so that Shepard knows who she's talking about.]

Noted.

[That there's still some amusement there means Shepard isn't sure about that, Jess had seemed moral enough in the fight against the queen. Time would tell.

But now? It's time to dive into the abyss.]

Keep your eyes open for anything useful. We're going to try and cover areas the others haven't yet.

After you, fearless leader! [ Forward march.

Sure he's disappointed that Jess isn't taking point (because dat ass), but that doesn't cause his enthusiasm for this little venture in the least. I mean, come on? Actual alien spaceship? Inui's in heaven. This is just the sort of cool thing people in comics do. And now he gets to do it too.

As Shepard steps forward to lead Inui will fall into place behind Lance (because his butt is great too), looking back over his shoulder at Jess. ]

So...you come here often? Hahaha! [ He's hilarious, he knows. ]

Oh great, so if there's anything on this thing out to kill us, we'll know about it before anybody else.

[ Unlike Inui, Lance has the dubious honour of actually having been in an alien spaceship before, and is thereby more intimately aware of how much it can suck. ]

Dude, knock it off. [ You ever heard about how people are less tolerant when they see their own flaws mirrored in others? This is that. ]

[Whether Shepard is right or not only time will tell, mostly because Jess is still undecided. It'll depend on how annoying Inui decides to be, especially when she's already in an incredibly bad mood.

Which is why she completely ignores Inui's comment, responding to Lance instead.]

No one else has run into trouble yet, seems like anything that was in there is dead.

We'll handle whatever's in there.

[ She says with the confidence of a woman that has only died twice. But they keep bringing her back, so that has to mean something? Whatever the case, she's pressing forward with spear in hand. ]

But this whole ship is point towards us being in those pods for a while.

Right? A first I thought maybe this was Earth way after everything was over, but then there was to two moons and all. [ Inui doesn't miss a beat as Jessica ignores him; he's used to it and is more than aware of how awful his personality is. This is par for the course. ]

The pods were rusted which mans there had to be enough time for that, this whole ship looks like it's not any better... Especially if that giant monster you guys killed really came from down here. If it crashed recently we would have heard it and it probably would have pissed it off more. Or squished it.

I thought it was a Galra work camp, but uh, no Galra so far, knock on wood!

[ Plus, the Galra are kinda bigger on, uh, 'supervision' than this. This isn't their style. ]

Do you think the big bug was what put those giant marks on the bones we saw out there?

That was done by claws.

[The queen has legs and pincers, but neither of those would have left the same marks that were on the pods and the bones.]

Garla?

[Ah, the sweet, fresh scent of...pungent plant life. Color Shepard surprised. Touched the damp walls with a slightly disbelieving scoff.]

Some of the systems must still be online...

Gal-ra.

[ He enunciates it, but Shepard's next comment makes him blink so that he doesn't actually offer up a definition. Instead, his brows knit together. ]

What good does that do us without any power?

[ The lights keep going on and off...the hairs on the back of his neck have risen. ]

[Caution isn't usually a word in Jess's vocabulary; paranoia sure is, but that's different than being careful in dangerous situations. Now, though, she's being careful, because it's not just her ass on the line.

So rather than head forward out of curiosity, she sticks to the back of the group, watching for anything that might try to sneak out of the shadows behind them.]

There's the pearls.

[She knows there's not enough power in them to like, bring the entire ship back to spaceearing, but they might be able to get a communications system on line or something.]

They're a start. There might be some fuel left somewhere. Just not enough to get her airborn. Even if she was spaceworthy to start.

[Shoving pearls in the engine core? Shepard knew just little enough about engineering to make that sound like a workable idea.]

Keep an eye out for any signs of the people that ran this thing.

I brought one for each of those for us just in case. [ See? Inui has some use on this little foray into the unknown. ]

They're supposed to top you up to full which is pretty sweet, 'cause I'm already down like 5%. [ ...From nearly one hundred, but still. He doesn't have powers or abilities to drain the suit, so that helps. ] Think we'll actually run into any aliens in here?

If she was spaceworthy? She had to get down here somehow.

[ He's also down very little, but in comparison to the zero power drain he was experiencing before, it still feels like too much, especially when he's seen firsthand—twice now—what 0% power looks like. He's not keen on wiping out in front of any of these people, especially not Inui. He's never gonna live down the drool... ]

I feel like if we were gonna run into any trouble, this'd be the place. It's like a maze, in here.

[ He's antsy without his rifle. Not unlike Shepard, he's also expecting trouble, though not of the facehugging kind. (Possibly of the 'alien zombies' kind, because that's really not out of left field for him.) His last mission before coming here involved boarding an enemy vessel, so. ]

[Jess doesn't know enough about spaceships and space travel to comment on how the ship got here or whether it's capable of flying again, so she keeps her mouth shut on that part. And on the 'aliens' thing, she isn't about to make everyone more on edge than they already are, since her pessimist streak is inclined towards believing they'll definitely run into trouble.

But she does have a knife made out of pod shrapnel, from Bel, and she uses it to etch an arrow into the side of the hull.]

I've got it covered, we're not getting lost in here.

[Better than leaving a trail of breadcrumbs.]

[ Lost wasn't her first worry. Find an unstable bit of floor, have the sand cave in on them. Discover a nest of genetically engineered super cockroaches. But there's no point in worrying outloud without reason.]

Jess called navigator, I'm not complaining.

[It's a random pick, but Shepard takes a left, heading down a hallway that doesn't look like it's been disturbed yet.]

But if we can find some star maps, that'll narrow down the galaxy quadrant.

Assuming it matches one any of us know... I dunno if anyone's noticed, but I'm kinda useless unless you wanna go out shopping for some fun. [ Just sayin'.

He keeps pace just fine but he really doesn't have any special skills here as he idly looks up and watches the thick cables attached to the ceiling run along them, rusted and worn. Like just about everything else in this weird ship. ]

Eh, you're tougher than you look.

[ It's a grudging compliment, from the guy who basically hauled Inui up a rib. Plus, loath as he is to admit it, it isn't as though Lance is so much more special; without Blue here, he's little more than a talented cadet with decent aim. ]

If there's anywhere we'll find mapping data, it's in the cockpit, or whatever passes for one. Or maybe there's some kind of communications hub...either way, they won't be far from each other.

[ If they exist. ]

[Jess absolutely did not call navigator, but she can't be bothered to argue it. This gives her something to do until they get attacked by facehuggers or space zombies or whatever it is that's hiding in here.]

So we're looking for the driver's seat?

[Narrowing it down to the basic concepts.]

Which end do you think is the front?

[Right??? Even in spaceships it still makes sense to put the cockpit at the front of the ship???]

Drivers seat, crew quarters where they might keep some personal logs...or, hell, these aliens might keep their charts in the mess hall. Not much has made sense from the moment we woke up.

[That last bit is an attempted joke, but real humor comes from being observational, right?]

And we're all surviving together here. You better start discovering those hidden talents for the mission.

Aye aye, Captain. [ Inui offers a playful salute and a grin, but he knows there's truth in Shepard's words. Heck, he really thought he would be dead by now when they all first woke up. Him surviving up until now doesn't make sense to him. ]

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