"I take it we're essentially dry docked for awhile, then."
Staring down at him from just far enough away, Shepard had her arms crossed and her eyebrows arched. Her voice was amused, but not particularly upset. Inconvenienced, sure, but even the word 'sleep' or 'rest' was as much an inconvenience.
"Yeah, we are. Sorry, Commander," Joker said through a sigh as he let his hand drop. He was glad she wasn't mad--though he'd expected it all things considered--and took her hand when it was offered. "It's going to take me some time to get this all worked out. May have to recruit Tali to help me out. She'll probably be able to get it fixed faster than me anyway."
"High-tailing it out of here, probably wasn't the best course of action, anyway. That was my call." Her eyes flicked to the window for a second. "Just got a line from flight control that a heavy cluster of storms is headed our way on more a few fronts. Ion storms space-side--higher than normal interference--and it's stirring up some pretty severe weather planet-side. Torrential rain, severe thunderstorms, possibly ice storms as well depending on how low the temperature gets."
Her lips pursed slightly and she squinted a little as she refocused.
"Repairs might have to wait for awhile," she murmured, not pulling him to his feet, but rather assisting. Too much pressure and she knew she'd be bound to snap something, so, her grip slid slightly so she supported his forearm as well. "Doctor Gilliham says it might be best to declare shore leave and evac The Normandy until conditions improve."
Edited (lol because awks phrasing) 2013-04-25 00:35 (UTC)
"Evac the--" Yeah it was clear just how much Joker didn't want to leave the ship--his ship--but if Shepard said they had to, then he would. He just wouldn't be happy about it, especially since he did have a lot of work he needed to do to get her ship shape again, so to speak.
Once he was on his feet and steady, Joker slowly let go of her arm, sighing as he reached up to adjust his hat a bit.
"Sounds like it's going to be pretty shitty out there. You know, we all always joke about shore leave but I really hate when it's this kind of shore leave, you know?"
"I know, Joker," she murmured. "Standard operating procedure in this sector for these storms is everyone off ships and into the nearest terrestrial shelter. I guess it's a good thing we're done investigating that survey probe. We'd have to evac to one of the natural caves."
Shepard was only half joking.
"The Normandy will weather this fine and they're putting up some extra shielding -- I made them promise. On the plus side, Gilliham says the storms are pretty amazing. It's quite the light show thanks to the way lightning storms react with the atmosphere."
Joker stared at her for a moment, trying to figure out how serious she was being. Because if a cave was their only option for shelter, screw that he was just going to stay on the Normandy and no one was going to make him leave.
Well..okay, so they could make him leave but he'd put up a fight goddammit!
"Yeah, I guess that sounds cool," he muttered, interested but he was throwing a minor fit at the moment so everything has to be played off as lame.
"I'm not particularly thrilled about spending time in the outpost, either," she said, 'and you know me. If I thought we could make it off the planet with chewing gum and rainbows for repairs, we'd have been gone and docked at the Citadel. Hell, I just ordered new plating."
And a mountain of upgrades.
"Thirty minutes until their security gets in her and starts throwing people over their shoulders. Their main shield will activate about fifteen after that." She offered him a lopsided smile and flicked the brim of his hat.
"Actually, the system of shielded caves they have network into some pretty nice rooms. In case things get too intense on the surface, it serves as their back up." She gestured minutely, "It's got everything from gravity control to running water, so...don't knock the outpost. Gilliham neglected to mention the high tech basement, but I did some digging. Being under ground though, it's a little...disconcerting to me, though. I'd rather be able to see the sky."
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Staring down at him from just far enough away, Shepard had her arms crossed and her eyebrows arched. Her voice was amused, but not particularly upset. Inconvenienced, sure, but even the word 'sleep' or 'rest' was as much an inconvenience.
She offered a hand.
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Her lips pursed slightly and she squinted a little as she refocused.
"Repairs might have to wait for awhile," she murmured, not pulling him to his feet, but rather assisting. Too much pressure and she knew she'd be bound to snap something, so, her grip slid slightly so she supported his forearm as well. "Doctor Gilliham says it might be best to declare shore leave and evac The Normandy until conditions improve."
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Once he was on his feet and steady, Joker slowly let go of her arm, sighing as he reached up to adjust his hat a bit.
"Sounds like it's going to be pretty shitty out there. You know, we all always joke about shore leave but I really hate when it's this kind of shore leave, you know?"
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Shepard was only half joking.
"The Normandy will weather this fine and they're putting up some extra shielding -- I made them promise. On the plus side, Gilliham says the storms are pretty amazing. It's quite the light show thanks to the way lightning storms react with the atmosphere."
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Joker stared at her for a moment, trying to figure out how serious she was being. Because if a cave was their only option for shelter, screw that he was just going to stay on the Normandy and no one was going to make him leave.
Well..okay, so they could make him leave but he'd put up a fight goddammit!
"Yeah, I guess that sounds cool," he muttered, interested but he was throwing a minor fit at the moment so everything has to be played off as lame.
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And a mountain of upgrades.
"Thirty minutes until their security gets in her and starts throwing people over their shoulders. Their main shield will activate about fifteen after that." She offered him a lopsided smile and flicked the brim of his hat.
"Actually, the system of shielded caves they have network into some pretty nice rooms. In case things get too intense on the surface, it serves as their back up." She gestured minutely, "It's got everything from gravity control to running water, so...don't knock the outpost. Gilliham neglected to mention the high tech basement, but I did some digging. Being under ground though, it's a little...disconcerting to me, though. I'd rather be able to see the sky."