Hikari's Hotspring Hideaway

Here Maam! *Salutes with a wrench in hand, pauses to kick a nameless brass whirlygig.*

I'm assuming you know what that metal thing you just struck is? If I find my ship listing port again, you'll find yourself in trouble you won't enjoy, moppet.
 
face-palm
Fix
that.

We like a level ship around here, don't we, engineer?
A level ship is a happy ship.
And a happy ship makes for a happy Captain.
You want your Captain happy, don't you, moppet?
 
*listens an cranks a lever here, twists a knob there. Thinking that she does love a happy captain.*

Aye, Captain. I'll make sure your happy before you can say 'gyroscope'

:eek::eek::eek:
 
arms crossed, boot tapping, eyeing the slight form and lovely hints of curves
Yes...you'll make me happy, I am certain
 
She is not sure what is hinted by the Captain's words, but she is sure that, whatever it is, it will be delightful. She hears her tapping toes, and sneaks a peek behind her as she kneels, skilled fingers flying over the contraption. Seeing the captain gazing stoically down at her, her eyes snap back to her work.
 
Christ! I try to have a little nap on these comfy boxes marked "Danger. This way up," and next next moment I'm thrown to the floor as the ship executes some sort of crazed loop. :mad: Where were the manoeuvring sirens, the cries of "Brace yourselves or grab on to someone?"





oh really? This I have to see..

Inquisitive wee thing today aren't we ;)
 
wirey frame, strong, supple arms like wrapped cords, dexterous fingers, "yes," thinks the Captain,"This one was a wise recruit"

Reaching for a comm-pipe


Navigator! When my careless engineer has finished her task, we'll be leaving dock. Ready the bridge crew and plot course for the Aldari Pinnacle.
 
Passes the engineer a hastily scrawled conspiratorial note ....
"Does the captain not know most of the crew have skivvied off on shore leave, too much Alderberian Scotch I fear!"
 
Christ! I try to have a little nap on these comfy boxes marked "Danger. This way up," and next next moment I'm thrown to the floor as the ship executes some sort of crazed loop. :mad: Where were the manoeuvring sirens, the cries of "Brace yourselves or grab on to someone?"







Inquisitive wee thing today aren't we ;)

Baby, you have no idea...

By the way, is ship's cook taken yet?
 
*Pulls out a chef's Togue and a huge spatula.*

Well you do now... Someone has to make the sexy cookies..

Also, you will, from time to time, on my request, make a batch of frosting just for me. You will tell no one that I sometimes sit and eat a huge bowl of frosting. NO ONE.
 
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