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ataraxion2012-09-10 10:25 am
sweetmotherofgod) wrote in ataraxion2012-09-10 10:25 am
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[Passengers who've met Heather before might notice she's a bit paler and a bit darker around the eyes than usual. Passengers who haven't are about to get a charming introduction, if it's delivered in a slightly flatter, wearier tone than her usual.]
Been a while since I've done one of these, so I should probably introduce myself. Heather Mason. I'm a double-oh-two and I work in the gardens, which is why I'm speaking to you today.
The oxygen gardens are what keep us all breathing and eating stuff that doesn't come in a vacuum pack. They're not a petting zoo. There are four of us trying to keep that place running and it's hard enough without worrying about the crops getting eaten or kicked over or people's pets trying to kill each other. So here's the deal: You're keeping something in the gardens? Drugs, pets, livestock. Dinosaurs. Congratulations. Now you work there. I don't want to hear any bitching, either. We all depend on the oxygen gardens to keep us alive, so if you're taking more out of them than anybody else, you need to put more in.
Oh, and if what you've got in there might cause damage to what someone else has there? It's your job to make sure that doesn't happen, not anybody else's. Come on.
[She'd add that the people she's just conscripted should contact her for details but... well, they might take that as an invitation not to.]
Been a while since I've done one of these, so I should probably introduce myself. Heather Mason. I'm a double-oh-two and I work in the gardens, which is why I'm speaking to you today.
The oxygen gardens are what keep us all breathing and eating stuff that doesn't come in a vacuum pack. They're not a petting zoo. There are four of us trying to keep that place running and it's hard enough without worrying about the crops getting eaten or kicked over or people's pets trying to kill each other. So here's the deal: You're keeping something in the gardens? Drugs, pets, livestock. Dinosaurs. Congratulations. Now you work there. I don't want to hear any bitching, either. We all depend on the oxygen gardens to keep us alive, so if you're taking more out of them than anybody else, you need to put more in.
Oh, and if what you've got in there might cause damage to what someone else has there? It's your job to make sure that doesn't happen, not anybody else's. Come on.
[She'd add that the people she's just conscripted should contact her for details but... well, they might take that as an invitation not to.]
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Look, I'd be happy enough to help out, but the fact is I'm already general support for all the departments. The only general support for all the departments. And there aren't many places on this ship I can keep Myfanwy where she'd be happy. Does it help that she doesn't eat plants?
video; 80% encrypted (thanks sulu!)
[She huffs, scrubs her hands over her face and back through her hair.]
Look, I'm sorry. I'll cop to the fact that it's the freakin' dinosaur that set me off, but mostly I'm just annoyed it's so hard to get anyone to pitch in there but everyone's perfectly happy to stroll in and just use it for whatever the hell they see fit. I get that it's not a cool job, not like gunnery or flight or even security, but it's important.
But. So's what you do. I don't want to sound like I don't understand that most of the rest of us couldn't get shit done without you doing your thing. Between that and the fact she -- Myfanwy? -- [She's trying okay sorry about your language] doesn't eat plants, I'm not gonna give you a hard time about it. But for the love of god, don't tell any of those other assholes.
[Here Ianto have the closest thing she's managed to a smile in about three weeks]
And if you ever bring me triceratops or something we are going to throw down, and I'm not even gonna give you time to change out of your suit.
video; 100% encrypted (you're welcome)
I solemnly swear I will not bring you a triceratops, a raptor, or anything else that might trample your plants or terrorize the gardeners, or otherwise make you feel the need to kill me slowly. And I'm sorry I just sprung this on you without warning. I should have consulted you first, we were just a little overly focused on getting her out of the labs as quickly as possible without knocking anything over or destroying sensitive equipment. Her wingspan is nothing to laugh at.