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[Rhys shows up on-camera, his brows furrowed slightly at the communications device. You're probably gonna notice pretty quickly that there's a mechanical port on the side of his head, and the corresponding eye is a bright, unnatural blue. And, of course, that he's sporting a yellow mechanical arm in place of an actual biological one.

But hey, nobody's perfect. Without much further ado, he turns the phone over so the camera is facing the floor, and there's definitely the sound of some buttons being pressed, some tampering that sounds like he's attempting to remove the back panel.]

Oh, for the love of- [The phone drops to the floor, the screen going dark. Rhys picks it up a minute later, flipping it back over so the camera is facing him again.] What kind of backwards tech is this? You have the technology to teleport us to different realities and you decide to give us an outdated ECHO recorder that my grandma could have built?

Look, is anyone on this junkheap versed with the network systems you've got going here? 'cause I've got the same functions in my arm and that's way more convenient for me. I've been trying to access it directly, but it'll probably take me awhile. If anyone knows how to cut corners, you know, now's the time to be helpful.

Also, hey. I'm Rhys: hero from Hyperion, new arrival, good with technology. [A pause, and then-] ...and if any of you are from Pandora, then you should know that I'm a totally laidback and innocent guy, and I didn't do it.

[[ooc: Forgot to post this earlier, but here is Rhys' Permissions post!]]

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[WOW RUDE.]

Yeah, I got that.

[Rhys huffs, shaking his head. The nerve of some people.]

You didn't answer my question.

[So, so rude. Shockingly rude. Hannibal Lecter's next ~~meal~~ mid-afternoon snack rude.]

Because it was a stupid question. I've taken shits that matter more to me than the personal garbage people share on here.

[~~Says the guy who will probably have a shiny new SEC designation before the month is over.~~]

[Rhys pulls a face.]

You really shouldn't get attached to your shit, dude. It's not very hygienic.

Edited 2015-03-20 19:47 (UTC)

[~~Levi punches a face.~~

O NO U DIDN'T U LITTLE SHITBAG]

I hope you aren't attached to your teeth, brat.

[HE'S GONNA WRECK 'EM.

Or they could do this instead. The good spaceship TQ has an arcade, right...?]

-What?

[Rhys lifts up both of his hands. He's so innocent! Look how innocent he is!]

Hey, hey, okay, I'm sure we can both admit that we've said some stuff that was uncalled for, but we can work this out right? No need for violence.

[Rhys is lucky that looks can't kill through the network (as of now, at least, who even knows with this place) because Levi sure is glowering.

...But after a moment or two of the most intense gonna-wreck-it glaring ever, he seems to realize that a) there's nothing he can really do unless he wants to go looking for this little asshole and b) he really doesn't feel like going looking for this little asshole.]

...This is a waste of time.

[JFC LEVI what did you expect to come out of this exchange....

But hey, here's something actually sort of helpful, maybe:]

If you know as much about weapons as you say you do, talk to someone from Gunnery, or Engineering. Make yourself useful.

[Engineering is short-staffed as far as he's aware, and considering the mess that'd gone down on the last Jump with those shitheads on that other ship he feels like Gunnery might be looking to fill out a little more, too.

And since Erwin isn't here anymore, well. That's one more potential body in there, shady or otherwise.]

Edited (TOO MUCH SHIT.....) 2015-03-24 17:06 (UTC)

[YEAH OKAY WELL HE DOESN'T LIKE THAT LOOK but at least it's over the network so Levi can't hurt him or anything, right? Haha, it's awesome that Rhys definitely isn't moving to the same floor as Levi, a few doors down from him or anything because then he'd really worry about his personal safety, haha!]

I'll make myself useful once I know that it'll be worth my while. What has anyone in this place done for me so far except say I'm suspicious and threaten to knock my teeth out?

[You have to admit that he has a point!!!! Kind of! For a selfish bastard anyway, whoops.]

[THAT WOULD BE JUST AWFUL.

Honestly though, Levi can understand the sentiment- back in the day he'd have asked the same thing himself, probably.

But none of them can afford to be selfish stubborn fucks here.]

If anything happens to this ship, we're all dead.

[Like, mega dead. Super dead. The no longer walking because you don't have legs to walk with because the ship exploded dead.

Hella dead. Or for the Faith Lehanes of the universe, wicked fucking dead.]

Yeah, try using that logic on someone who doesn't already live on a spaceship.

[He lifts an eyebrow, unimpressed.]

I know the ins and outs of how this works. I know there are safeguards within safeguards to prevent us from dying.

[WHAT A NICE WORLD YOU LIVE IN, RHYS.]

We as much safeguards as anything the old crew might have set up.

[He's pretty damn sure of that and he's only been here a few Jumps.]

Do some reading on this.... [IT'S CLOVERFIELD TIME- he jiggles the comm like the grandpa he is. These dang kids and their Face Books and Communicators...] Thing. Most everything on the ship wants to kill us and it'd be stupid to assume what's outside is any better.

[SO WEAPONS AND SHIT: VERY HELPFUL IN THE VARIOUS AND SUNDRY WAYS TO MEET WITH A TERRIBLE FATE.

IT'S A HARD LIFE BEING SO HIGH STRUNG, KID, LET HIM TELL YOU.]

[WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT LINK NO.

Also, ew no.]

Hey, hey. Stop waving your phone around. Do you even know how to video chat people?

[He sounds accusatory. How dare you not know! Rhys rolls his eyes how many people does he have to educate with technology.]

You set the phone up on a stand, project it toward your shoulders and head, and just talk. Don't hold it. Don't pick it up. It's not rocket science.

[That link is a thing of beauty, is what it is.

Levi's 2009 level horror movie feed not so much... Not that he's bothered by the scolding.]

Tch. [Animu over 9000 jesus h christ.] Maybe communications, then, since you're an expert.

[IT WAS FOR EMPHASIS, KID, GOD.]

If all it takes to get into communications is a little knowledge of how to video chat someone, this ship is going down.

[Rhys whistles, the high note of it slowly lowering until he makes a little explosion noise for effect.]

[If this were like fifteen years ago Levi might have actually rolled his eyes right out of his skull.

Ugh.

That being ~~bracket narration'd~~ said... Levi doesn't know advanced tech from his left ass cheek so...]

Maybe. That's not my area.

[The people who've posted publicly seemed competent enough, but who even knows how that shit works- Levi's on weird-uncle-on-facebook level with the comms devices. It's a wonder he can use the text function, if we're being honest.]

[The answer doesn't exactly give him a lot of hope for the other citizens of the ship, but hey, what can he expect from a technologically illiterate guy who threatened to bash his teeth in just for being a little literal?

Nothing, that's what.]

Look, this conversation has been super fun, [Levi can't understand technology, BUT CAN HE UNDERSTAND SARCASM? Find out tonight at 11!] But I think I gotta go. Things that are more interesting than you are demanding my time.

[It's not often that someone loses their patience with Levi before he loses his own with them...

But since the end result's the same, it's just as well- he's given the input that matters, and so he switches the comm off without feeling the need to comment any further. Rhys can either find something to do with himself or not- Levi's the last person who needs to try and actually sell any of the departments here.]

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